Trip Start Jun 13, 2008
15Trip End Jul 04, 2008
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When we arrived in Paris, we were just spoiled from Madrid and we had just had the happy reunion and Paris paled in comparison. But we were also dreading the big day that we had planned ahead of us. Basically we were going to Louvre, Notre Dame, St
I went back to the Louvre to meet the party and then afterward we headed to Notre Dame. On our way we kept stopping at the street vendors and we didn't know which bridge to cross. I figured we should cross Pont Neuf. It wasn't necessarily that it was the most convenient, but it was the most significant. So to get us to cross that way specifically, I used my umbrella as a guide and pointed the direction we were to go. Onward, hut. We actually first encountered St
We went off to St. Chapelle and the queue was short. Perfect. While in line, we called Linda, who is Bryan's (brother-in-law) cousin. It was nice to have a mobile. Especially when there were people to meet. At St. Chapelle, we actually got lost and then headed off into the judicial court area. We actually saw a judge pass by. Good to know where we would have to go in case we were being charged with a felony. Inside was amazing, the stained glass was classy. And Winona is actually the capital of stained glass. I have to admit that the sheer number of panels was amazing in St. Chapelle, but I'm not so sure that it could beat the quality of some of the stained glass in Winona.
Afterward, we decided to head off to Montmartre and have a fine dinner on the hill. To get to Montmartre was an interesting story. We hopped on the metro at about 5 pm and found a route to get to Montmartre that only had two transfers. However, the train was packed. Every single train that passed by did not have room for a party of eight. We knew at that point that we might need to split up into different cars of a train. There was even the possibility of taking different trains and meeting up at the next station
Montmartre has a different vibe. It actually was a great place to just chill and be there after a long tiring day. We had been walking, and to just sit on the steps and take in the scenery was key. Locals, young tourists, musicians, and vendors all in one beautiful vantage point. When we were exiting Sacre Couer cathedral, some very strong men were quickly approaching our direction and had a look of intent in their eyes. They told my mom and I pass through and stopped this girl right behind us and started yelling at her. The girl's mother started slapping the men's grip on the girl's arm and told them to get away. I'm not exactly sure what had happened, but it wasn't us, and it is a place of worship, so I didn't feel like it was a crime scene, but the adrenaline sure made it feel like it. My best guess is that the girl was taking flash photography in the church and those were the guards.
For dinner, Rick Steves found us a nice little restaurant away from the crowds on the square. We all thoroughly enjoyed our meals. With the trio of tartare, the duck, gruyere fondue and escargot with some local white wine, there was no complaint to be had. With French meals, you really have to enjoy the various tastes and be able to savor the strong flavors. It's not much about the quantity of food there. The food has so much essence that you can't eat too much. And you have to let the flavors compliment each other. You feel full from eating but you know you barely ate much.