Montmartre | Paris, France

In August, I took one weeklong vacation that felt like three distinct trips. I spent the first few whirlwind days in Paris with my family; then, I jetted—or, more accurately, rolled—off to Barcelona via high-speed train, where I spent a few days each with two dear friends. All the while, I was snapping my way through seventeen rolls of film. For the next few weeks, I’ll be sharing the fruits of that international labor with you.

Today, I’d like to bring you along on a walk I took with my dad through the neighborhood of Montmartre. Fueled by the best slice of plum torte we’d ever eaten, we explored the eerie, candlelit halls of the Palais Garnier—the city’s opera house—and summited the steep hill crowned by the Sacré Coeur, where we were rewarded with panoramic views of a city bathed in golden late-afternoon light.

It was the nicest father-daughter stroll I could’ve asked for. And the fact that it happened in Paris? Well, that was quite the bonus, indeed.

Camera: Mamiya 645AF
Film: Kodak Portra 400 and 160