La Vie Est Belle
America is my country and Paris is my hometown. -Gertrude Stein
If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life, it stays with you, for Paris is a movable feast. – Ernest Hemingway
I am writing from the Czech Republic this evening where it is rainy and I am looking back on five sunny days in Paris (some of my last days in Paris). Victor came to visit so I got to play tour guide but this time I inserted things in the tour that I had yet to do. For example the Tour Montparnasse which is a 56 or so story building with a nice view of all of Paris:
Went to see Sacre Coeur and there were plenty of street musicians and tourists wandering:
We walked Pigalle (aka the seedy street of Paris) and I was offered free entrance into a “club” but I declined.
We also went to the Parc des Buttes Chaumont which was very cool and had a neat cliffs and waterfalls.
We also spotted the ever-amazing phenomenon of night rollerblading in the streets of Paris (the best part is the police drive first to make sure no one is on the streets):
Strolled the Jardin des Plantes and went to the menagerie there:
Champ de Mars view of the tower:
And my stay in Paris was complete because I found the one statue that was still on my list near Les Halles:
Cheers! I am going to have another Pilsner tomorrow and see more of Prague.