The Piano Man

I cannot believe that it’s been two years since we were walking through the narrow, cobble-stoned streets of Montmartre. It was in the early afternoon that we came across this young man playing a melody in a little bar – so different from here, the early afternoon is usually siesta time and most bars would be empty, waiting for the crowds to come out at night. These photos are a delightful reminder of the wonderful day we  spent exploring the charms of Montmartre, which we found to be so different from the rest of Paris that it seemed like another city .

It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday,
And the manager gives me a smile
'Cause he knows that it's me they've been coming to see
To forget about life for awhile.
And the piano sounds like a carnival
And the microphone smells like a beer
And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar
And say "Man, what are you doin' here?"
Da da da de de da
da da de de da da da

Sing us a song, you're the piano man
Sing us a song tonight.
Well, we're all in the mood for a melody
And you've got us feelin' alright.

Lyrics from ‘The Piano Man’ by Billy Joel.

I feel the travel-bug raising its head again and I wonder to myself: where will it be this time? Which new city is going to capture my heart next?