Église Saint-Sulpice, Paris
/Saint-Sulpice became a regular haunt for us in Paris, where we returned three times on our year away. It felt like a neighbourhood church, even though tours regularly went through it to explain to other tourists how it isn’t the exact place where the activities of a fictional book and movie took place. I could have taken pictures of the dome to St. Mary, the brass line, the Delacroix murals, and other notable features, but on this first visit, I think I was both simply stunned to be in Paris already and it just felt like a normal church-with-candles at that point. We came to spend a lot of time in this neighbourhood, where local events came and went in the plaza out front and irregularities like its mismatched towers made it feel homey and near to us.
