Since the first time I visited Paris back in ’61, I have loved Montmartre. Sure, it has changed over the years, namely more tourists by far. That said, the basic flavor of Montmartre is the same.
It is an enclave of artists and intellectuals, one of the oldest art centers of the city.
There are the wonderful views of the rooftops and city below and beyond that are basically the same, including this view of la Tour Eiffel.
My English granny and Dad (who was half American) lived in Paris in the 20s. Granny loved Montmartre. It appealed to her Bohemian sensibilities.
There were parapluies galore. People walking quickly. At one point, the skies turned almost black. We were sitting under the protection of the awnings, but our waiter, the same we have had every visit in Paris, kept looking up at the ominous skies, flashing with lightening, rumbling with thunder, and questioned our sanity as the winds picked up. We laughed, and yes, the waiter did, too! He remembered us from years past once he saw us with our cameras.
Categories
Please follow us
Newsletter
If you wish to be added to our mailing list for newsletters sent out infrequently (we only have time for 3 or 4 a year), please click here.
