The lines of Sacre Coeur really spoke to me. I saw it looming above me on my very first day in Paris as I propelled my heavy pack through the streets of Montmartre. I stayed literally at the bottom of the hill where Sacre Coeur was built around the turn of the 20th century. So each day, I looked up the hill, the tallest in Paris, at this imposing landmark.
But I only went up the hill to see it the once that you see pictured here. Five days was just too short for an in depth visit. It was wonderful to wet my feet, to get a little Paris in my blood, but not enough to do even a fraction of what there was to do. So this was my lone pilgrimage up the tall hill to see the hurch, to walk with others who also chose the long way (there is a funicular that goes up the hill).
But what a beautiful day I had to walk up that hill, atmospheric skies with just a mix of clouds to make the sky behind the church more interesting and great sunlight to illuminate the last flight of stairs. I can still feel how warm that sunlight was just looking at this picture...
When I saw Sacre Coeur, I had no idea about its history or architectural style, just that I liked the look of it and felt it was slightly moorish. However, I've looked it up and it was built in the "Romano-Byzantine" style of architecture, and it's name translates literally to the Basilica of the Sacred Heart of Jesus of Paris. For those who like a little trivia to go along with their photos of beautiful places.
September 4th, 2012
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