Paris: Bastille Day

bastille feetBastille was once a prison on the edge of Paris, housing all manner of characters from Les Misérables. The day celebrates the storming of the Bastille during the French Revolution, when the tides had turned in favour of the people.These days, locals call the day La Fête nationale or Le quatorze juillet but I like how Bastille rolls off the tongue, and how the "lle" at the end are silent. Saying BAS-ti makes me feel a little more French, even though it's more French to refer to the day the other two ways. 

C'est comme ça

Now the site of Bastille is a massive labyrinth of a Métro station. I've been lost down there a few times. Weird energy leads me to line 8 instead of 5. I can't explain it. Once when I was lost I found the original boundaries of the prison, right there under my feet in the Métro... line 8 maybe? Line 5. I'm still not sure. But those lines are there... a cute monument and history lesson while you wait for your train.The bricks of Bastille were removed and made into a bridge down the Seine, so the Bastille is still in Paris, just reformed. A genius example of recycling. Why bring in bricks from out of town when we've got a pile of rubble sitting right down river? And of course, everything matched because Parisians love that monochromatic beige. So easy on the eyes...escape artistsIMG_6517IMG_6337IMG_5759Kinda makes you want to hop out of bed and go storm a castle.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AjUmULa0R-8

Janice MacLeod

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