Well We're back. (From France anyway)

I suppose we were away for 3 nights, but it seemed one continuous day! It never seemed to get dark. I think it was a French ruse to get everyone to spend more in the shops as they put the time back by an hour while were in the fast train under the channel. we started off bright and early from Lee and taxied and ferried to the rail and finally to Charing Cross International station. Ever so new and swept up:
A ready, sleepy, eaty rail trip in nice new carriages disgorged us into the Gare Du Nord.

After a kilometre of pulling bags we arrived at our cheapo little Hotel on the Rue Victor Masse at the south end of Montmartre.

The day was still young and off we went, how would you like a front window like this?

Soon we found our way to the Sacre Coeur

And after, took to wandering around Montmartre with its stack of artistry, gift shops, food shops and places.