Nearing the end

Yesterday, we went back to Montmatre to get some pix as my camera wasn't working on our evening walk with Chris (from Croatia) who gave a great tour. We saw where Van Gogh got his start, where Toulouse Latrec painted, where Picasso once painted for a meal, the Moulin Rouge (inventors of the Can Can) and finally ending at the Basillica of Sacre Coeur. The top has a market and village area with winding streets. Many artists, 25 at least were working around the center. Several were doing caricatures. One of these looked at me and said "hey you, let me do your nose, it's a funny one". I haven't been quite the same since then.

Because Monmatre is on a very high hill, the front steps of the Basillica command an incredible view of Paris. Only the top of the Eiffel Tower at 334 meters is higher.






After that we ate some couscous and a tagine of lamb for me and poulet for Jenifer at an Algerian restaurant, Bebert's, that served several small, delicious, dishes of olives, carrots, and other bits.








We finished the day by walking a couple of miles along the Promenade Plante. It used to be a raised railroad bed that they were going to tear down until they decided to use it as a walkway and it is planted the whole length with all sorts of flowers, trees, bamboo and other plants. You walk along at about the second story looking down on the cityscape thru gorgeous plantings. We had much good company of people, plants and pets. The Parisians seem to have small dogs and where dog poop had been an issue in the past on sidewalks, we rarely saw any or any litter. A big clean place all around










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