Nov 30, 2012
Dec 30, 2012
. We entered the church while being hassled by street vendors but once inside all became quit and a giant Christ was before us on the immense ceiling. In the church there was no photography allowed and so we admired all before us. I paused and touched the foot of St. Peter and said a little prayer for Reinie's mum. Signs in the church indicated that it was "the year of Faith" yes you'll just have to believe us! Faith was everywhere. When we left the Sacred Heart Church we browsed the Chrismas market set up around the church and Papa took a100 photos. There were many trinkets for sale and I was attracted to all of them. We arrived at Place du Tertre and immediately portrait painters approached us wanting to draw me. We resisted somehow. In one of the side streets we found a quaint restaurant that attracted our eye as it had Spaghetti on the menu but it was a bit early so we did another lap of the Christmas market and this time I couldn't resist and got a nice ring for €12, but as the man had no change he gave it to me for €10, yes I actually got them to lower the price without opening my mouth. Dinner time had arrived and pap explained that the three course menu was the way to go, Bacon salad Spaghetti and Ice cream for me and Fish terrine Steak au poivre and Chocolate mousse for papa. After this great meal we mosied back down to our hotel where we both crashed only just managing this entry to the blog. I am really looking forward to tomorrow and am sure that more is to come.
After a early morning rise (8.00am) me and papa packed the bags and spoke to Reinie before she left. It took a while until we were ready to leave but after a short bus ride we were at the train station. The 2 1/2 hour train ride felt short but we stopped in many cities after a while the country side began to change, there were more hills. And then we were in Paris after a short walk from the train station were reached our hotel but when we went to check in the lady told us our room was having technical difficulties so we had been booked in the hotel around the corner for the same price. Myself and papa were very happy with this as we had gone from two stars to three stars without paying extra. Our room was very nice, and it was clean. After we unpacked we walked up to the Sacre Coeur, a very large white church on one of the hills on which Paris is built. As we ascended the steps to the church Paris began to appear beneath our feet and whilst the sun set it was formidable to see it all there