Cinq jours Parisienne (deuxiéme)

Day 2 in Paris began quite peacefully, with coffee (apparently I like coffee now?), fresh raspberries, and croissants in the Marais district.  We were a bit determined to work in some French fashion, so we wandered in and out of several boutiques (including one called Allison)-- Emily found a few blouses--and then through an extensive outdoor market that included any kind of food you can think of, Tupperware, and artisan work.  The skies opened and closed in turns, but Em had a beret going, so things worked out.  We did lunch in the Jewish area--falafel!--and found the first of many gifts for Jill at a jewelry shop.  

In the afternoon, our first stop was the Museé d'Orsay, where I managed to avoid hiccuping in the atrium (it's a converted train station), and our series of pictures of Emily posing like various statues began.  I think my favorite part was an exhibition downstairs that had scale models of the Paris opera house and its sets, along with a nineteenth-century model of the city, located under a floor area of Lucite.

We went to Montmatre for the evening: Baz Luhrman's Moulin Rouge is one of my favorite movies, so I had to go, and Emily was plenty game--a pivotal scene in Amelie unfolds in front of Sacre Coeur!  We discovered what a "charlotte of tuna" is over dinner, saw the Moulin de la Galette (closed) and the Moulin Rouge (bit of a letdown, but no matter), and made it to Sacre Coeur well before the sunset we intended to see from its steps.  We used our time wisely, taking a loop through the church, down the hill and back up, stopping for pictures of things like Emily in midair or me barrel-rolling down the grass.  We sat on the steps for a while, but the sketchy beggars were starting to get a bit sketchier as it got later-- I got rid of one by speaking Danish--and so returned to the hotel, with plenty of Art Nouveau posters in tow for friends and Jill.