The ill fated metro, andy encountered a pick pocket before we reached our apartment. After the initial shock we decided it is what it is and there was nothing we could do to change it. Our landlord Christophe was an immense help cancelling credit cards and then insisting that we walk through the neighbourhood with him. We are staying in the tenth arrondissement, once home to the fashion trades and now to Internet businesses. A very hipster area with a perfect mix of ethnicity.
After coffee and croissants we visited the Musee de Montmartre and the Salvatore Dali museum, drank cold beers in a sidewalk cafe resting our tired feet. Two hundred stairs up to the top of Montmartre reminded us why everyone is so slim here.
An artist’s atelier preserved from the Belle Époque era.
Getting too old to be the last ones on the street!