Montmartre

We started the day at the St Ouen Markets, a huge tourist market with shady men pacing down each aisle whispering to you under their breath "nice Prada bag good price'. I felt slightly uneased by the characters that lurked at this market  so we soon moved on to adventure through Montmartre.

Montmartre is a perfectly picturesque town. The cobblestone footpaths are lined with artists sitting at their easels peacefully paining. The view is astonishing from the Sacre Coeur as it overlooked beautiful Parisian townhouses and buildings amongst the mist of the cold day. 

We visited a Parisian restaurant on the side of the street to warm up. Plates of steak and frites, pasta and salads were brought to us by an entertaining French waiter. As we walked out we noticed a girl with a baby turtle on her table eating a lettuce leaf – only in Paris.

The artists were intriguing, they sat behind their propped up paintings with dipping their brush into the blobs of paint. Em bought me an amazing painting of a Parisian café street for my birthday present, it had such intricate detail and colour.

On our way walking back to find  a cab a busker had enticed a huge array of people to sit in front of him and sing along with him out the front of the Scare Coeur – they all loved it.