On Paris time with zero plans is always a good idea . We have a vague idea to visit the Bastille Saturday art market and finally make it a reality after a lazy morning walk to our former neighborhood bakery on Rue de Turenne. I don't care that Le Moulin de Rosa has not won a coveted award, it has the best damn banguette and chouquettes. And it helps for us that nostalgia is baked in. A quick stroll on the Place des Vosges and we explore said art market. Some great pieces that perhaps will become part of Gordon collection the following Saturday. For now, it's just a looky loo expedition.
A walk up the canal follows, complete with motorcycle shop stop for Mitch. A solemn moment at Le Bataclan is surreal and a gut check. A beautiful memorial at the public park across the street offers solace.
Watching the skaters at Le Republique provides some levity, with a very vibrant square of action.
A metro trip to Montmatre is in order, as is lunch. We find a lovely, slightly off the beaten path Italian place and refuel to concure the steps of Sacre Coeur. But of course, the Funicular calls and while Mitch works off lunch, Pierce and I have all the 'fun.'
Sitting for his portrait |
We all have a wonderful afternoon with the convivial waiters at the cafe and the surrounding atmosphere.
Joking around with arguably the nicest waiters in all Paris. |
With his new favorite artist |
Back at home, it's sushi take away for dinner and an early night.
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