Lyle, Cindy and I went out for a quick coffee and pastry (petite dejeuner) and to buy toilet paper. 5 girls in an apartment. As Lyle said, "What do girls DO with all that paper?" Once supplies were laid in, we were ready to tackle the day.
We headed out of the apartment and aimed for the Metro stop of Republique. My favorite part of being in Paris is the ability to wander and discover. We wandered towards our Metro stop and discovered a cream puff shop. An entire shop, dedicated to mini cream puffs. I had to have one.
Anyone who knows me, knows I had to have the one with the most cream filling. And I did.
We continued on and wandered through a market.
We made it to Le Metro, and got off at Blanche. This is the sight of the World Famous Moulin Rouge. I've never been inside, but the photo opportunity from the street is a delight. We were all so excited because it wasn't raining. Perhaps our luck with the weather had changed?
We walked to the Montmartre Cemetery. Parisian cemeteries are beautiful and I knew we'd all enjoy seeing something we wouldn't normally see, but I did have an ulterior motive. I adore Dalida. She is an icon in France. Only when I was researching where to go on this tour day did I discover that the Montmartre Cemetery is where her grave is. I had to make the pilgrimage. I had to see this site.
The rest of the cemetery is also interesting.
We made it to Sacre Couer. My favorite thing to do is climb to the top of the church (all 300 steps) and see the amazing view from up top. Except it was no longer raining, it was PISSING DOWN WATER. So many clouds, so little view. Instead we went inside to see the church, along with everyone else who was dodging the rain.
After Sacre Couer, we walked out of the Montmartre area, took the Metro to the Belleville area and started walking back to Republique. The rain never let up. Lyle bought an umbrella, Cindy bought a gold handbag, Beverly bought "nude" patent leather boots, and we all stopped and bought an alcoholic drink in a corner bar to fortify us for the rest of the journey back to the apartment.
Tuesday night we went to a favorite restaurant of mine just off of Place des Vosges, Bistro L'Oullette. This was my third time eating here. I come for the cassoulet. It is the best I have had (apologies to Lyle) and I must say the photo I took of it is terrible.
So much food, such good company, and a fitting finish to the meal, Dessert!