Unfortunately our last day in Paris had come,but we weren’t going to let it pass us by! Once we’d packed up our things we set off for our first adventure of the day, the Montmartre cemetery. We were told that the views up here were different to anything you’d ever seen before, and boy weren’t they right! Cemeteries aren’t the nicest of places to visit, but you get to know a lot about the culture from visiting one. As soon as we walked into the cemetery it was unlike anything we’d ever seen before. The graves were so grand ad decorative, nearly all of which were what I could only describe as a tomb. Each one different to the next, with messages to since passing family, or flowers of those still remembered, I’ve never seen such a beautiful, unusual cemetery. Words cannot describe what we saw, it’s something you can only feel, but it was sure worth a visit. It got us both thinking about life and what we take for granted. Morbid, maybe, but it was a conversation driven by such interest in life that we had no control over our thoughts. After wandering around the grounds we decided it was time to visit the Notre Dame. Once off the metro we were once again struck by the beauty if the building, all the exquisite detail in the artwork. We visited inside, again admiring the work around us before walking the grounds. No matter which side of the Notre Dame you were facing, it was beautiful all the way round. Being so close we took a walk along the Love Lock Bridge, admiring the number of locks attached. Locks from years apart stay attached to the bridge, while many have lost their engravings, it was still a heartwarming sight to see! We then headed over to Le Defence, where there was said to be Paris’ biggest Christmas market. After arriving at the station and studying how different the arc was to anything else we had visited we were struck to see just how different this part of the city was. Surrounded by glass buildings and offices, a sight we had only seen from up the Eiffel Tower, it was amazing to see just how different one city can be. In the distance you could still see the old towns, just a few miles down, reminding you that you hadn’t left the beautiful, culturistic city of Paris. It was then time to take a wander around the Christmas market. With hundreds of stalls in front of us, we didn’t know where to start. From Christmas decorations, to food from all over the world, to scarves, bag and jewellery, there was a huge mixture in gifts for sale. Feeling a little peckish we then went for a wander in the shopping centre – not realising just how big it would be! With such varying shops from high street, to designer, from fashion to gadgets to DIY tools, there was a real mixture of stores. Once we’d wandered up to the top floor we decided to eat in the Hippopotamus restaurant. With a two course meal and drink for €17 who could complain! One beautifully cooked chicken breast later, and a few scoops of ice cream down we were ready to get back to the shopping before heading back to our hotel to collect our things. The rest of the evening was spent travelling back to London. After ripping my new leggings at the station in Paris, I was not off to a good start, but thankfully, the journey went as planned, we saw the tunnel this time (all 15 minutes of it), and then headed back to Telle’s brothers flat for a well deserved bacon sandwich. It was another very long day, but one I’d definitely do again! While it was sad to say goodbye to such a beautiful city, we were blessed to have spent time there. A number of memories were made, and will be treasured forever. Paris is one more place ticked off my list, but I’d be sure to visit again! Until next time Paris!