Last day in Paris is bittersweet. Fully immersed in French culture, I feel like a different person; evoking more of my spiritual and philosophical side and my thirst for new adventures and experiences. I spend the day wandering around Montmartre (once a Roman killing ground, hence the name), but now it is a haven for artists. I absolutely adore the winding and hilly streets that lead up to the basilica, Sacre Coeur. Some of the cool places around here are Van Gogh and Picasso’s former residences, and the cabaret that Picasso used to frequent. Each arrondisment (area) in Paris has its own aura, making wandering all the more fun. Au revoir, Paris, we’ll meet again one day.
Friday, April 13, 2012
Last Days in Paris
Last day in Paris is bittersweet. Fully immersed in French culture, I feel like a different person; evoking more of my spiritual and philosophical side and my thirst for new adventures and experiences. I spend the day wandering around Montmartre (once a Roman killing ground, hence the name), but now it is a haven for artists. I absolutely adore the winding and hilly streets that lead up to the basilica, Sacre Coeur. Some of the cool places around here are Van Gogh and Picasso’s former residences, and the cabaret that Picasso used to frequent. Each arrondisment (area) in Paris has its own aura, making wandering all the more fun. Au revoir, Paris, we’ll meet again one day.
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