French Word of the Day: Montmartre (mon-mar-truh)- the area of Paris with Sacre Coeur, Amelie and large amounts of sex shops
As you probably know, I went to Paris as a “you made it through chemo!” thing. I get the same amount of joy from going there that a child gets from going to Disney World. (Coincidentally, I also feel this way about Disney. See posts 1, 2 and 3. I found even more than that, but this entry is not about Disney.)
Joining me on my adventures were my twin sister Caitlin and my friend Grace.
When I started chemo, I set a picture of myself in Monmartre as the background on my phone. It was to remind myself of what was to come. When I finally got to Paris, I had Caitlin take a picture of me in the exact same spot. It was a bit windier this time, and it looks as though someone has since taken a piece of the lamppost off:
Grace is the person who introduced me to French films (namely Amelie), and we’ve been planning our trip together ever since.
Montmartre is one of my favorite areas in Paris. I’ve been there many times. We met up with our friend Sam, who gives tours there regularly. It was like he was hanging out with friends only he had to work at the same time. And we didn’t pay him. So really, not a great time for Sam. He was a good sport, though!
It rained off and on, but it was still much warmer than Chicago!
Many of these photos were stolen from Caitlin. She was by far the most avid photographer of the day! (As evidenced by the fact that she took about 2,000 more photos than I did and that her phone usually died by the middle of the day.)
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I ready to. Will you be our tour guide?