Sacré Bleu!

This morning we woke up to our hostel mate's BlackBerry alarm circa 7:30. He, however, did not wake up. The alarm, continued to go off for about an hour while he peacefully slept. Chris finally threw his water bottle at him, and he figured it out.

After the hostel's free breakfast (wooo baguettes!) we took a trip up to Montmartre, the highest point of Paris. Once we arrived, we made our way through a street crowded by vendors selling I heart Paris t-shirts and the like.

We made our way toward Sacré Cœur, the beautiful church at the top of the hill that looks over all of Paris, but first we had to part the sea of bracelet men. There were tons of men carrying string who would aggressively approach all who passed. If someone should make eye contact, they would immediately grab their wrist, tie the string and demand money. Thankfully, we made it through, but we did sit atop the hill eating brie and baguette sandwiches while watching two backpackers be outfitted with bracelets they definitely didn't want. Though filled with tourists, the atmosphere was beautiful because a harpist played right on the steps.

Once we got to the top of the hill, we reached the church which resembles the Taj Mahal more than anything Parisian. Apparently the French don't like it, but we thought it was amazing. Inside there were beautiful mosaics covering many of the walls and the ceilings, but unfortunately pictures weren't allowed.

After visiting the church, we wandered through Montmartre in search of Café des Deux Moulins, the place that Amélie works in the movie. It was a really town charming little town that is much more relaxing than some other places we've been. We made sure to sample some all natural French chocolate and it was definitely worth the hype!

While we waited for Jack to get out of class, we stumbled upon Cimetière du Montparnasse. There we found the grave of Jean Paul Sartre, Simon de Beauvoir and a former president of Mexico. For some reason, it seems to be the trend to leave sea shells and metro tickets on Sartre's grave, but we can't figure out why.

Our intention was to go to the Catacombes of Paris today, but it was unfortunately closed due to some sort of holiday, so we will go there tomorrow morning.

Now it's time to get ready for our last night in Paris!