Un Après-midi Dans Montmartre

At the Top Montmartre

Words are never strong enough to describe how much I love this part of town. Picked up a Tutti Fruti at a small bakery down by the metro and the hiked my way up to the top of Sacre de Cour. Sat down and indulge on an amazing fruitful tart. I honestly don't remember the last time I enjoyed a desert this way, staring down at the crowds I then got lost in the group of teenage tourist pouncing at each other with white powder; I would assume this was a game. But life here is so different, powder blowing in the wind at other people and all you can hear is the laughter in every end as people around them watch in entertainment. Still this was not even close to the best part of the day, as I made my way down the steps and into Montmartre I found a small cafe playing salsa. And original PuertoRican sounds at that, even if the service was not speedy I couldn't help sit and write lost in what was going on around me. Young tourist flooding the cafe to break away from their school groups for a shot of what seemed to be their house liquor, The smell of yet another Parisian smoking and still I seemed less and less affected by this. Then my food finally arrived, or shall I say another treat and yes I was indulging yet again. This time with a cappuccino and creme brulee. Honestly, the people on the street were watching because I was eating as if I were alone and I had never felt so satisfied. Maybe it had to do with the ambiance or just my need to do what made me feel good. But I recall siting there for hours just working on my writing.