Notre-Dame Cathedral on the Ile de la Cité is in the heart of Paris. It receives more visitors each year than the Eiffel Tower.
As sunset falls, the Champ de Mars, named after the God of war, lights up. The park stretches between the Eiffel Tower and the Ecole Militaire. This view is from the top of the Eiffel Tower. In the past, the park was used by the military as a marching ground, hence its name.
Known as the city of lights for its being the intellectual center during the Age of Enlightenment, Paris is like a taste of home to me. Born in Montreal, our own section of the old city seems multiplied when in Paris. The cobblestoned, narrow streets, as well as the architecture of the buildings, welcome me. It’s as if I never left home.
A Planche of cheese, cold cuts and a baguette, served with wine? What else could say France?
One of my favorite movies is Midnight In Paris. I had to stop at the Église Saint-Étienne du Mont, from where Gil (Owen Wilson’s character) gets whisked away to the past.
At every turn, there is a picture to take.
Whether from land or by sea.
Sitting atop of the world, looking down a the harbor.
The hike up was worth it.
Water taxi to our hotel. The quickest way to get there
Tranquil waters on a clear day, with no wind, to offer respite from the heat.
The view from our room.
One can only imagine the horror they faced with the gasses, lava, and flying rocks from Vesuvio coming their way.
It is incredible how well preserved the archeological site is. Imagining the people, their daily activities while walking along the old streets, comes easy.
The active volcano Vesuvio can blow at any time. Still, it is worth climbing the mountain to see the steam escaping it.
The view of Naples alone is worth the long climb.