
This picture of Notre Dame brings up a lot of memories Paris from our first week of spending a year in Europe. I remember walking quickly from our hostel to get to Notre Dame early enough to beat the crowds and climb the tower. We didn't actually get there that early, but I remember the long walks we had in Paris (as we thought everything looked much shorter on the little map we had) and the tons of people. I remember thinking this square in front of the Catherdral was pretty crowded when we got there, and it would be difficult to get a good picture of the front without a lot of people in it. But we got a few good ones and got to see the brass marker in the paving from which all distances in France were once measured.
Looking at the building was also quite impressive. It's huge, but doesn't have that many large spaces, so it never looks large and bloated/bulky, but it looks very compact and intercate. Not only is there exquisite carving around the doors telling Biblical stories, but also the rosette windows are gorgeous. I remember looking at the building later from the river boat ride we took at night, and seeing it looming up next to the river with large towers and rosette windows in the dusky air- almost eerie. We did have quite a line to get up the tower, but that isn't at the forefront of my mind. I think about getting up to the balcony walk-way right below where the towers become distinct. Not only do you get a great view of the square and surroundings, but the carvings are great up there too. Old and worn gargoyles and rainspouts sticking out. And looking back over the Cathedral from there, you can see all the intricate work on the roofs and flying buttresses. I distinctly remember a statue of a bishop up there, looking over the city. We got an even better view when we climbed up to the top of the right tower. Walking around the edges you could see up and down the river and even more of the Catherdral. Rachel and I sat for a while in the sun shine at one of the corners and just digested life a little (and some apples). It was a very serene moment because there were only a handful of people up there at the time.
The Cathedral also reminds me of walking around later that night. We circled back to the small islands in the river that Notre Dame sits on, and ended up at the point of one of the islands, sitting and watching all the happenings of an evening in Paris. There are broad paved walkways along the river in most parts, and here, the walk way went right up to the river with no rail. We sat on a park bench and looked across the river at crowds of people at an outdoor market across the way. There were drums and vendors, and we thought that it was just great how many people were out and about in European cities at night.






