paris, day three

That bottle of wine did not make waking up any easier the next morning, yet we had much to do! The morning started off a bit dreary, so naturally I took Susan to the cemetery on Montmartre. We never found Degas' final resting place, but the experience was humbling nevertheless. Getting to Sacre Coeur required some alpine-like climbing through the narrow streets, but once we got to the cathedral, we were rewarded with a magnificent view of the city - it is staggering how huge Paris is.

In the afternoon, we did some shopping: I set myself a goal to find a totally Eurotrash Tshirt, one with random words and letters all over the place. Despite walking through the Left Bank and Champs Elysse, I have failed at my mission. All I could find were shirts printed in English... I can find that at home!

Susan, not to be outdone, made a find of her own: she ran into a girl whom she met in New Zealand. Imagine the chances of that happening! Only in Paris, I guess.

Impressions so far: Paris seems very safe, tourist-friendly, and very affordable - much more so than London. The only downside is that dogs (and humans, it seems) have an unfortunate habit of defecating and urinating everywhere. Ah the magical scents of Europe!