Bienvenue à nouveau au le PhO-TAYgraphie Club! This edition of the Photo Club is inspired on one of my favourite cities ever, but there's a twist... the way I view the city of Paris, France ain't exactly how it's painted... I tend to get a unique and bizarre take on the city on this series that I call Paris Myope. The last time on my journey through the city I visited the Eiffel Tower and explored the insides of the metal beast.

So last time I said I was going to visit the tallest district of the city of Paris, Montmartre is a hill in the Northern part of Paris, looming over the surrounding region at 130 meters tall (or 426 feet), it is the tallest hill in the city, and serves as the Nightclub and Cabaret District of Paris. Many famous artists lived in the area, which explains the bohemian aire of the surroundings in some of the streets.

But before I got to Montmartre and being such a lovely summer day I thought it was better to walk my way instead of using the Metro. I crossed bridges and intersections filled with tourists, and walked by many churches, some of them were empty.

And another with its Gothic architecture and high towers served thousands of tourist...

Under those bridges le Rive Gauche and le Rive Droite of the Seine River flow, transporting tourists on one of the city many sightseeing tours.

After walking a few more miles, I arrived to the foothills of Montmartre, and the first noticeable is the many domes of the Basilic of the Sacred Heart of Paris, Or Sacré-Cœur in French.

As I climbed on the streets I noticed a bunch of weird looking fellas talking about, and for what I could understand as I snooped their conversations, they were shooting a film nearby.

But I came here to climb the hill not listen to other people conversations and what stood before me was 300 steps to reach the top, or pay 2 Euros to use the Funicular.

The detailed view of the front of the Church is magnificent, this is a simple example of the power of money and the desire to crush your competition.

But what really is amazing is the view of the city from up there, all those rooftops, and the stories under them! Just like in the famous first lines of Le Fabuleux Destin d'Amélie Poulain...

On September 3rd 1973, at 6:28pm and 32 seconds, a bluebottle fly capable of 14,670 wing beats a minute landed on Rue St Vincent, Montmartre. At the same moment, on a restaurant terrace nearby, the wind magically made two glasses dance unseen on a tablecloth. Meanwhile, in a 5th-floor flat, 28 Avenue Trudaine, Paris 9, returning from his best friend's funeral, Eugène Colère erased his name from his address book. At the same moment, a sperm with one X chromosome, belonging to Raphaël Poulain, made a dash for an egg in his wife Amandine. Nine months later, Amélie Poulain was born.

On my next journey... my love for something different will take me beyond the Arc of Triumph and to a place in Paris like no other place... A Paris outside Paris!

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But first... what's an adventure without some sidequests? See my views at Le Pompideu!

Mais... attend! This is your opportunity to share your photographies in the comment section! So share your view of the real world, tell the stories behind those photos and let's discuss tips and tricks to become a better photographer ^.^

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