How can one visit Paris and not go to Montmartre? It’s the home of Amelie Poulain and of course home to the Sacre Coeur and the notorious Moulin Rouge as well. Tolouse Lautrec once lived in Montmartre and sketched many beautiful scenes and portraits of people during the Bohemian revolution.

We spent hours there—in the rain, no less. I don’t know if i would ever want to live in Montmartre, but it is the most bohemian area of Paris–and I mean bohemian, like the “bohemian revolution” of love and art and freedom…. Montmartre of Paris, is like the Boulder of Colorado or the Eugene of Oregon, or the Haight Ashbury of San Fran. You catch my drift.

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I bought the most amazing painting from this artist–Regina and I both really wanted it and she graciously let me buy it (Thanks, M’ lady). I wish I would have arrived two hours earlier just to talk to this man… He must have the most amazing stories of Montmartre as he has worked as a street painter on this block for 49 years!

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Smile!

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This image below is of Paige photographing in the rain. I was inside a covered patio drinking wine and smoking a cigarette—I took this through the wet plastic.
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….and the scary cabbie who drove us home.

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