If it's Monday, it must be Paris

Onward to Paris. We took the Eurostar Train which was no hardship, V quick. Thank God I'm with Michelle because the station at Paris was unfathomable to me.Up the Rue Saint Michel to the quaint Hotel Eugenie. Our room is on the 2nd floor and we walked in and opened the French windows and you're 20 feet from the equally quaint house across the skinny road. if you hang out the balcony you see scooters, restaurants lots of Frenchmen talking and French women in high heels clicking along with their handbags in the crook of their arm, not over their shoulder.
We set out for Notre Dame, a fairly close walk across the river. It is enormous and with the most beautiful stained glass windows that my pictures cannot do justice. Michelle my tour guide, pointed out the giant buttresses that saved the Church from being totally destroyed when it was bombed in world war 2. You can see them from the outside in the garden.
Back to the hotel, changed shoes and then back on the train to arrive outside the Moulin Rouge for our walking tour of the Mount Matre district, 'the artist quarter'. We wove our way up the winding cobblestoned streets with stories from our guide of Van Gogh and Picasso and their various houses and meeting places. We saw the only remaining vineyard amongst all the houses.  A Statue of Saint Denis holding his own head after he was beheaded! Finally we were rewarded with the most spectacular view of Paris including the sparkling lights on the Eifel Tower, and of course the Beautiful Sacre Coeur Church which Sits on the top of the hill. down the hill again the the artist market, very interesting place then to a little wine bar for a glass to end the tour at about 9pm.
We once again hobbled back to the train and on to Eugenie. The weather has been great. Bye for now.