Paris, France, Day 7!
Our apartment was across the road from Invalides, where Napoleon is buried. The huge building was where many of war wounded lived and Napoleon was eventually laid to rest. His body is in an impressive five coffins (ebony, mahogany, tin and two lead) and then in a massive quartz monument underneath the huge dome.
We then headed to Montmarte, a suburb in the 1st district, most famous for the huge basillica, Sacre Coeur, which is on top of Paris’ only hill. Before heading up the hill, I thought I would need a bit of energy so i gave the famous Nutella crépes a go. It’s great watching them being made before your eyes. Yes, they were great Lynelle, thanks for the tip! We then headed up the hill. It was covered in hawkers selling Paris souvenirs, alcohol etc. Trying to ignore them, we made it to the top to a wonderful view of Paris. As usual, the city was covered in a haze, but that’s the city we know and love! We also had a wander through the inside of the basillica.
On the hill is the gorgeous little area of Montmarte. It is all winding paths filled with cafés and artists doing people’s portraits. Some of them were really impressive! I did consider getting one done but wondered if it was really necessary since Simon wasn’t keen to be in it! Moving on, we made our way to Moulin Rouge, a ten minute walk from Sacre Coeur. There were no queues out the front (which we were warned about) so we went and grabbed some dinner before the show. It was a really nice evening and the colours from the sunset filled the air beautifully! Back at the Moulin Rouge, we wandered straight in. I figured being a Monday night it may not be as busy. Boy was I wrong! We got shown to our seats which were on a tiny table with two Aussies already seated. Another two people joined us which made it very squishy. I could hear lots of complaints about the seating… not good! The show was entertaining, great costumes but no story to follow. Unfortunately, it’s hard to see past the people in front and I was worried if the people behind could see past us! The two behind us left about half way through as they were too hot and they couldn’t see very well. Made it better for us to see, though, and they left half a bottle of champers for us to enjoy! We were packed in like sardines but it was entertaining overall. Maybe not the singing in English though!
I’m finally getting used to being called ‘Madame’ everywhere… so funny! At first I couldn’t work out why they weren’t calling me Madamoiselle… a ring will do it!
One day left in Paris… can’t believe it! Katie xo
