I have no idea why, but I always seek out churches to go to. I can’t say that I am particularly religious but I am intrigued by the history involved in both the buildings and the religions themselves. Today we went to the Basilica Sacre-Coeur in Monmarte. The Basilica itself was very austere and the often touted view could have been of Pittsburgh for all that I could tell (no landmarks, the Eiffel tower is hidden behind trees). Yesterday we went to Notre-Dame and it was completely different. The beauty and the history surround you. Andy (my token Catholic) helped me light a candle for my Aunt Patty who passed away from breast cancer last summer. In a place like that it is easy to believe that such a gesture makes a difference.