La Dimanche

Sunday was a day of walking. In the morning, we walked from our flat to a nearby market, Marche Aligre, which is one of Paris's best and busiest local markets. The street was closed off to cars, and there were floods of people crowding each booth to buy any and every kind of fruit and vegetable. Flower booths were mixed in all throughout the market, some of the best I've ever seen. There was also a covered part of the market, where people stood in long lines to order meats and cheeses. The smells and sounds made us hungry, so of course we had to stop at a boulangerie and order some pizza. We walked to a park and sat on a bench to eat, watching kids play soccer and families just enjoying the afternoon.

We headed next to Montmartre. We started at Place des Abesses and slowly worked our way up the hill. We were coming from behind the Sacré-Cœur, so the streets were a little more quiet. Once reaching the top of the hill, we found all the people. We had fun walking around and watching the street artists. 

Walking through the street artists

We walked around to the front of the Sacré-Cœur. We were thankful that the sun was out because it not only made for a great day, but once inside the church the sun shone through the stained-glass windows, giving a bright light to the place. 

Front of the Sacre-Coeur 

On top of the hill

Montmarte was crowded with patisseries, boulangeries, crêperies and many street vendors selling treats of all kinds. So we decided it was time we had our first crepe. Chocolate of course. It's dangerous how many I could have eaten, thank goodness the line was too long to go back for more. After seeing much of Montmartre, we headed back down the hill. 

We took the metro to Place de la Republique and walked down Canal St. Martin as the sun was setting before we went to dinner. We had heard of a bistro famous for their chocolate mousse, so of course that's where we went. It was a real fun place, our waiter was friendly and brought us two huge plates of his favorite fish dishes since when we asked him what he liked best. When we ordered the mousse au chocolat, he brought out a giant (seriously giant) bowl of chocolate goodness. To say the least, it was a very fun night at a very French bistro. 

Canal St. Martin