Ultimately, Montmartre w was just a nice place to hang out on quiet days in-between serious touristing. I always felt a little bit guilty when the entirety of my day consisted of wandering down to the Sancerre for lunch and internet (also the only place I found with decent iced coffee), then dumping the laptop and returning to Rue des Abbesses to find a bar to watch the day's World Cup w matches. But in truth that had been sort of the point of the vacation.
A few of Montmartre's famous moulins remain (although non-functional), along, of course, with Baz Luhrmann-violated Moulin Rouge w. Old medieval streets (with gutters in the center) are preserved there, along with avant-garde hangouts from the turn of the century, surrealist sculptures. The original Art Nouveau w entrances to the Métrow by the architect Hector Guimard w still stand.
Here, a trifecta -- the Moulin Rouge, with it's adjacent property -- a Quick Burger w franchise (France's answer to McDonald's, both of which are wildly successful), and the cheeseball tourist train that made a regular circuit from Sacré-Coeur, past my window, and on down to Pigalle w:
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I did not realize that Zola was in the Pantheon. Thanks.
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