Whenever I climb through the labyrinth of stairs to the top Montmartre hill I feel like in a fairy tale. Before this district has become the cultural epicenter of nineteenth and twentieth-century Paris it was just a small village and you still feel it even though parts of the district resembles a tourist open-air museum.
I like to walk north side of the hill which is behind the back of the white basilica Sacre Coeur. In this way you don’t have to make the slalom between tourists, street performers and all kinds of kitschy souvenir shoops. Instead, you may look how wine is growing in Paris vineyard – Clos Montmartre.
You can also discover hidden Cimetière Saint-Vincent views on Paris and the world famous basilica. The white church which quickly became the symbol of Paris is not so old, was only bouilt a century ago, after the French were embarrassed by a brief but successful occupation by the Germans in 1870.
Whenever I walk here, I think that creation of the film Le Fabuleux Destin d’Amélie Poulain, eighty of the best French films in history was the easiest thing in a world. Jean-Pierre Jeunet didn’t have to exert much. The screenplay of this film had turned himself. People and places from this movie you pass everyday walking after Montmartre. Café les Deux Moulins it’s just like in a movie, even people in it look the same.
The vegetable shop is the same as it was too.
When you are tired of climbing all the stairs of Montmartre, you can stop for a moment and enjoy the view of Paris.
Or take a break for coffee. Even Starbuck’s looks like from a fairy tale here.
Then I like to spend some time with Dalí (ESPACE DALI,11 rue Poulbot ),take a moment at the square where impressionism was born and even cubism and walk around Dalida’s house and bust.
Everything that happened on Montmartre it stays on Montmartre!