Undeniably, my favorite thing about Paris is
her light. Soft gray, pearlescent pink, warm gold and every shade of gauzy pearly white. Light that punctuates all the other beautiful things one loves about the city - the food, the architecture, history and multitude of hidden quiet spaces...
The other morning I headed to
Montmartre to run an errand near the
Sacré-Coeur Basilica. After descending the bus at
Pigalle and making my way up the hill, I turned and became mesmerized by the streaming sunlight luminous over the rambling rooftops of Paris. I started walking to follow it, to try and take it all in, turning only to have it sweep me from the shadows into another veil of golden light... one street after another, up and down the hills, turning onto hidden corners of dappled light and finally getting lost within the cobblestoned maze of Montmartre...
There are so many must-do's on a visitor's list, and I'd have to add (or reiterate) this one if I may - a morning in
Montmartre as a light seeker. To me, this is the Paris that consumes your very core and stays with you forever and ever,
pour toujours et à jamais...
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