The Tuesday, November 11, 2008
This morning, we'll say hello to Montmartre in the 18th arrondissement. Exit station Abbesses, singing Aznavour climbing the many steps to the top of the hill. I'm talking about a time that less than twenty years can not know in Montmartre in that time hung its purple ... Up there we expect the Basilica of the Sacred Heart and a beautiful view of Paris.
The least we can say is that there is life in Montmartre! There's a crazy world in this sunny morning, which encourages the violinist street pushing his popular songs. Belle is a name that seems invented for her . "Anabel, takes him back his instrument and give us a number! "
After visiting the Sacred Heart, we began a walk around. Left, coffee Bohemia: We were young, we were crazy . Right, reproductions of old posters: Josephine Baker and her banana skirt. Here we place du Tertre, where many painters and cartoonists charming (and realistic!) Tactical approach: "I will not draw your buttons for 15 euros! "Further, the Salvador Dali museum, but no time to linger today. We stop a few minutes before the curious boat-Laundry (one floor Ravignan Street, three street Garreau ...) before taking a look at the Wallace Fountain. Our walk continues, left, a street singer Jacques Dutronc we Interpreter: It is five hours, Paris Awakens . Right, the famous Cafe des Deux Moulins. Today, Amelie offers you its chestnut soup for 9.90 euros . Arrived at Pigalle, we are disappointed at the famous Moulin Rouge and its picturesque environment ... ! There is nothing much to see here, hop, it rushes into the subway.
the menu for lunch, ham and butter and coffee cream coffee on the floor of the City Council, Place St-Sulpice. Back at the hotel where they seized the mini-bags in anticipation of our night in Rennes. Arrived at the station, compost tickets, before settling in the car 9 08029 TGV, Rennes without stopping: "Thanks for traveling with SNCF. It takes two hours journey during which we read the chained duck if you do not sleep. Studying or looking at the scenery through the window, listening to music. Anne-Sophie must be a little more nervous that we take full advantage of this moment of respite tomorrow morning she will be on the spot.
Barely time to close the eyelids and you end up in Britain. The wet weather we plug the cockroach, which is not a heavy as we go to the hotel Anne de Bretagne. It's invigorating to take a hot shower! Here we are pampered and ready to meet the French delegates. In five to seven under at the Hotel de Nemours, lumpfish caviar and Kir Royal restores our strength. It's a race to cherry tomatoes in the bowl of appetizers. There is lack vegetables!
group migrates to a nearby restaurant, the dinner took place at none other than Leon the Pig! It makes us laugh! We meet Maxence Bilodeau, friendly Montreal journalist, working in France for the Radio-Canada. He generously shares with us his experience as a journalist stationed in France. It is heart-warming to hear of Quebec; was a thought for our home!
Paquin-Florence Mallette
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