A day in Monmartre
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April 9th, 2007 – by: Maureenie
It is undeniably charming, but hard to look past the excessive amounts of tourists occupying the area. When I went this time I realized how many shops with art prints and other touristy crap there were... and hardly any French people.
Anyway, I wanted very much to find the Lapin Agile, after Iâ€™d been in a play called Picasso at the Lapin Agile by Steve Martin.
I told Mary that it would be silly if we came out to Monmartre and didnâ€™t even go to Sacre Coeur or anything around it, so we hiked (literally!) up that way. I guess the first time I went up there when I was seventeen, I didnâ€™t realize how awfully touristy it was, like I mentioned.
Walking to the cafe was kind of an adventure. The streets of Monmartre are crazy. They are all very steep and curvy and even if you have a map itâ€™s still a mystery which street you might run into.
When we were ordering in French, the waitress went out of her way to tell us how impressed and surprised she was that we were speaking French to her. I guess a lot of tourists come in there because of the movie, but Mary and I felt very good about ourselves, since so much of the trip had become devoted to us trying to fit in as much as possible. We got an apple tart kind of a thing. It was pretty good. Most of the cafe didnâ€™t look like the movie, which means they must have changed it a lot for the film. Weird. It was still cool though.
Then we went to explore the rest of Monmartre. That was a fun thing to spend time on. Lots of quaint stores.
We had a lot of day left, so we went to the Opera station, loaded ourselves with a bunch of LadurĂ©e macaroons (it was near Madeline) and tried to go to Les Galleries Lafayette. However, we found out it was â€śEaster Monday,â€ť which I didnâ€™t know about, and thatâ€™s why so many things were closed. That was unfortunate, since it was going to be our shopping day.
We decided the only thing we could rely on would be... the Eiffel Tower. We went to the grass on what I consider to be behind the tower, and sat. Again, good memories of sitting. Mary and I discussed how you spend so much time thinking,â€śI wish I was hanging out in Europe instead of working,â€ť or, â€śI wish I was sitting in Paris instead of sitting in my room.
Anyway, a sunburn and a handful of Princeâ€™s cookies later, we walked a bit away to have a photo shoot, and then walked back to the metro.
We tried to get falafel again, but it was closed. Apparently Passover takes a really long time. Mary was so disappointed. But we got Amornio, so it was okay.
Instead, for dinner, we went to a little restaurant down the street from the hotel. It had a bunch of little globes inside. The service was terrible, and it took FOREVER for us to get our food, but the food was awesome. Paris has such good food. We had some really tart grapefruit juice. I had some beef and rice with really good spices on it. It was called something weird that I donâ€™t remember. Mary got a pesto pasta.
It was still warmish outside so we went on an evening walk around the area. It was swell.
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