France, Paris: from the cemetery on Montmartre

If the morning starts with coffee and croissant, then you are in France. Buns in Paris are fully and passing by simply impossible, constantly wanting something delicious, especially since the baking is really great, and regardless of the bakery – everywhere all fresh and delicious. Well, I no longer need a corset on a wedding dress to delay)) Such a system – you go in front of the morning in a bun (one, that next to our house opens already at seven hours), you buy all sorts of buns, go to the next door, leading to a restaurant, You buy coffee and meet your new day))

If the morning starts with coffee and croissant, then you are in France. Buns in Paris are fully and passing by simply impossible, constantly wanting something delicious, especially since the baking is really great, and regardless of the bakery – everywhere all fresh and delicious. Well, I no longer need a corset on a wedding dress to delay)) Such a system – you go in front of the morning in a bun (one, that next to our house opens already at seven hours), you buy all sorts of buns, go to the next door, leading to a restaurant, You buy coffee and meet your new day))

Today is our last day in Paris, and then – Orevuar, we go further ride in France. On the last day there are quite a few attractions, mostly whatever everyone watched. In the remaining time decided to ride to the famous old cemetery per lashine.

This cemetery rests away from all sorts of famous people, ranging from political figures, ending with writers and musicians. Curiosity for the sake of just possible to ride here, especially since not far.

Here, for example, the grave of Honor de Balzac. Personally, of course, it would be more interesting to meet, but at least so))

Here you and Edith Piaf, and Modigliani, and Boualersche, and Oscar Wilde, and many, many others – the list of impressive.

Looks like the grave of Jim Morrison – visited herself, she is the only one, next to which the security is worth.

After walking on Per Lachez, in order to shake the load of the despondency, went for a walk through Montmartra. Started from the huge temple of Sacre-Kor, located at the highest point of Paris and visible from almost all sides.

On top there is an excellent panoramic view of the city, sorry the weather is not solar again. In general, June in France, it seems, not asked – cold, overcast and at times rainy.

Almost every tourist attraction is equipped with such devices in which a couple of euro can buy memorable coins with images of the most sights – quite a good souvenir for memory.

Today, for the first time they saw what the real buns bricho look like. For example, in Moscow there is a network of breeds of the same name, but it is bricks there, it seems not for sale. The usual boiler without stuffing, even almost no sweet. Croissants are tastier))

Slotted with buns, go to wander around Montmartra. Very cute and cozy Rossian Paris.

An excellent option to decorate the cafes – no need to repaint, nor the wallpaper to translate))

Famous cabaret "Fast rabbit", in which there was no time stuck Picasso, Toulouse-Lotrek, Modigliani and others then still unknown art figures. Today is a popular tourist attraction.

Famous sign Andre Zhilila. By the way, this is a copy, the original is located in the Museum of Montmartre, in which we did not go.

I do not know where how, and on Montmartre to take it so much desire to guess))

To us with Andrews, Paris really liked, I do not understand those who say that there is ugly and boring (and there are, it turns out). Some and advise at all here do not call, planning a trip to France. How so? Five days turned out enough to superficially see all the same, but not enough to enjoy the city to the full. Even at least a week.

The house in which Van Gogh lived a couple of years, who came to Paris to Brother Teo, who attempted to make paintings from Vincent. Well, that he failed))

World Cup in full swing, as evidenced by the crowds of fans on the streets of Paris. Noisy guys that we do not understand, we don’t like football at all))

In each cafe, the use of the bathroom becomes a surprise. Basically, it concerns the supply of water in the sinks – then you need to push the pedal on the floor, then for some kind of lever, it was necessary for a kneel some kind of thing to hold. Don’t get bored!

In Paris, you can find food perfectly for every taste, except for standard European cafes, here and Chinese, and Indian, and Turkish. Today we decided to dine the Turks, Andrei I really wanted the Iskander. A little ponastalgned, remembering their walks in Turkey. For the farewell said waiters "Teshcheur Ederrim", What means "thanks", But, it seems, no one understood us. Full and satisfied go home packing suitcases. See you in new cities!