Sunday, 12 October 2008
L'EXCITATION : Plus tard le matin : jour 4
With la Basilique du Sacré-Cœur glaring down from behind we were guided through vibrant, pretty little allées with names that nearly disclosed the history of the place. Rue du Chevalier de La Barre and Rue du Mont Cenis led us to the fabulous little Place du Tertre, the pulsing heart of le Quartier de Montmartre.
With artists setting up their easels each day for tourists, this picturesque little square in the 18e, is a reminder that Montmartre was the mecca of modern art. In the early 20th century, penniless painters including Picasso and Utrillo lived here.
We stopped for coffee at Le Sabot Rouge, and even though Michael forgot to wear his Red Clogs, we laughed and carried on like pork chops !
So much so, that le Maître and a pretty little French girl, (all French girls are pretty, - no exceptions ! ), came and sat with us to see what all this enjoyment was about.
Le Maître knew more about Adelaide than was possible and so we kept on laughing; - in French, of course !
Michael, having re-fuelled and not even looking like slowing, directed us to the Rue Saint Vincent and La Vigne de Montmartre, the last surviving vineyard in Paris.
Moulin Rouge was slowly getting closer......