Nutella for Dinner

Time in Paris has gone by so quickly. I feel that it is the light here. It is almost 22:00 right now and it looks like a 5 p.m. Arizona dusk. It's not that the mornings are not bright, either; in fact, they are. Always light, always light. You can be out at 3 a.m. and it feels like it's 23:00 (11 in the evening). Then again, we have really lucked out with the weather here.

From Montmartre Walk (Thursday):

Cafe where they shot the movie Amelie!

I enjoyed how the tour guide incorporated visual examples of the artists’ work into her oral description of the places we visited. It made the area come to life and jogged my imagination of how life was for the artists living in that exact space.

Actual model area on top of small hill in Montmartre for one of many of Van Gogh's "Windmill" paintings.

Sculpture dedicated to Montmartre myth of Marcel Ayme's "Le Passe-Muraille" ("The Man Who Could Walk Through Walls").

I also have come to the personally surprising realization of how much of an Arizonian I really am since I've been craving crappy Mexican food for the past week. Filiberto's ftw!

Tomorrow we visit the Chateau Chantilly.