Montmarte is positioned on a large hill North of the city center. It is one of Paris's older neighborhoods, with plenty of winding streets of cobble stone, shops, markets, and theaters. This neighborhood was once home to many of the great artists, poets, and writers in history. Picasso, Vlamenck, Derain, Soutine, Modigliani, Van Gogh, Hemmingway, they were all here at some point or another. So much history, and it's so wonderful too. I feel about it they way I feel about Inman Park in Atlanta. My kind of place.
My hostel is located at the bottom on the hill where Montmarte is settled. They chairs are on my balcony that houses the door to my 4 bunk room. I would really recommend this place. It's called Le Villiage Hostel and so far it's been great. The rooms are clean, the water is hot, and it's close to the subway. They staff has been really nice about helping people find places they want to see.
The street I'm on is literally 100 fabric stores and discount clothing joints. I have never seen so many different kinds of not very pretty fabric. In the mornings big truck will come by the discount stores and drop off boxes of clothes and shoes from who knows where and the workers will through them in bins. Soon after women run like the wind to be the first to dive head first into the bins and find their bargains.
Around the corner from the hostel you can see the Basilica Sacre-Coeur followed by tons and tons of tourist traps. Every one of them selling the same thing, but yet people still get sucked in to buy crap that costs 10 euros or more. I have been avoiding them like crazy.
Up the street there are several museums housing the art Salvador Dali that I was dying to take a peak at. Love love love me some Dali.
This wall is wonderful. LE MUR DES JE T'AIME (The Wall of I love Yous). As said by the artist, In a world marked by violence and dominated by individualism, walls, like frontiers, are usually made to divide and to separate people and to protect them from one another. On the contrary, The Wall is a link, a place of reconciliation, a mirror which reflects an image of love and peace.
I grabbed a bit to eat at a little cafe. This was my view.
So far this trip I have not paid for a single tourist attraction, including going to the top of the Eiffel Tower. Why pay for a view, when you have one like this in your backyard for free. Just magnificent. Tonight I might take a bottle of wine up to this spot and just be for a while.
At the very top of the hill you will find many artists painting and selling their work. Be care up here. There are many people walking around trying to con you into buying a portrait of yourself. They are very persistent so unless you wish to pay 30 euros for a drawing, just keep shaking your head!