Paris Part III: Churches and Walking
On Monday, May 22, we spent the day mostly walking. My mother wanted me to go to La Chapelle Notre-Dame de la Medaille Miraculeuse on Rue du Bac. So, we decided to make this day a more leisurely day and walk around Paris. We took the Metro to an area near Rue du Bac. It was obviously not a usual tourist spot. No big shops. Not many people.
We did come across a sock/stocking (la chaussette) shop. I bought a pair of beautiful socks and a pair of tights. They were knitted with amazing designs and colors. I am pretty sure the shop was Boutique Gerard.
We made it to the chapel. We only took one picture while in there. It was a very pretty chapel and we had arrived just as a mass was starting. I was given a shawl to cover my shoulders as my dress had spaghetti straps. This chapel has some interesting history. It is where the miraculous medal comes from that many Catholics wear. St. Catherine had visions of this medal and she was able to have them created. They are now found worldwide.
After the mass, we meandered around some the back streets on a path that led towards Notre Dame. We ate at a wonderful little pub, saw some charming stores, and officers on horseback. One of them posed for me.
The Bon Marche we had in our town was never so grand as this and did not have an armed guard at the door. We did not go in here.
Dinosaur graffiti. *love*
A centaur weapon creature.
A restaurant with a lot of vines.
After walking along the smaller streets, our first view of Notre Dame was a little awe-inspiring. Gabriel had been a little reluctant to visit the Cathedral, but he was glad that I had dragged him to it. It was much more impressive than he had imagined it to be.
Experiencing this beautiful building is something that needs to be done in person. I can post as many pictures as I please, but the artistry is somewhat lost in the pictures. I did my best:
After exploring Notre Dame, we wandered around the area before heading back to our hotel. We listened to a talented violinist and allowed a street vendor to talk us into having our caricatures drawn.