October has been none-stop clouds, cold, and rain in Paris. I'm developing webs between my toes! Today Debbie and I planned a trip to the edge of the 18th arrondissement to the Basilica of Saint Denis. Saint Denis introduced Christianity to the area in the third century, and had his head removed by the Romans for his efforts. Legend has it that the decapitated saint wandered, head in hands, to the site of the cathedral, where he was buried. Saint Denis is the original Gothic cathedral - other famous cathedrals followed with similar designs.
Saint Denis is also the final resting place for most of French royalty from Dogabert and Clovis I (511AD) through Louis XVIII (1824AD). Besides the usual cathedral stained glass, impressively high ceilings, buttresses, organ, etc., there were many carved marble and stone tombs and monuments to the royalty. The tombs and history of Saint Denis made the cathedral an interesting visit. And it was pretty easy to get there on the #13 metro even though it is pretty much out of the way.
We thought we would check out some markets while on the north side, but the weather didn't cooperate. We decided instead to head for one of the covered passages - Jouffroy-Verdeau in the 9th. It was OK, but not really worth the separate trip to see (my opinion). There were a number of restaurants and variety of shops (antiques, booksellers, tourist paraphernalia), but nothing of real interest to us. We thought we would head for the Bastille and check out the shops along the Viaduct.
The viaduct itself was originally a railroad right of way and converted into a promenade in 1995. The top features a walkway and plants above the bustle of the city. On a nice day, it's a lovely walk (today, it was deserted). Below, the arches have been converted into upscale stores, primarily featuring home furnishings and specialty shops. We were disappointed to find most of the stores were closed (either for lunch or due to the rain).
When all else fails, it is time to have lunch! We found a pleasant bistro and had some nice tartines with goat cheese and ham, and hot tea (Debbie) and wine (me). While eating, the rain stopped so we decided to walk back past Place Bastille to Saint Paul's. Of course, as soon as we were half way to St Paul's, it poured. We made it to the metro, but were pretty well soaked in spite of our umbrellas. Home to dry out - no sooner than we changed than the sun came out (only temporarily).