Mum's tour of the metro

On instructions from my sister, we were limiting exercise to help with Janice ' s blood nose.  To the metro! 

Restaurant Chartier was out first destination.  After walking up 600 stairs to get out of the metro station (buns of steel, four more steps, buns of steel), we arrived at the 100+ year old restaurant that was originally set up to serve the working classes and has had only four owners in its lifetime.  The decor and waiters' uniforms was actually quite posh and I felt a little under dressed in shorts and a t-shirt.  The meal itself was nothing to write home about (salad followed by chicken and chips for mum and Janice, and veal in white sauce for me), but the atmosphere was very pleasant.

Next, the Sacre Coeur to see the sunset.  We pulled out mum's map and as I'm the only one with decent eyesight I determined the best metro route.  To limit the number of changes, mum told us we were walking a few stops.  Unfortunately, that metro line was closed so we had to recalculate.    Several changes later, we were finally in the right region.  Upon eyeballing the steps up to the Sacre Coeur, we decided we would take the funicular.  Just because of Janice's nose of course. 

The church itself was very nice, but we were too late for sunset and too late for the dome.  We sat for a bit listening to an accordion playing busker, and then moved to the front steps where the police and the hawkers put on a nice show of cat and mouse.  There was also fire dancers, a nice looking moon, and lovely views of the city all lit up.

We were too tired so skipped our planned visit to the Eiffel Tower and hopped on the metro home.