The other day in my post about Venice, I talked about the magical light that pulls you in as you walk around the back canals. I can honestly say it is a light I have never seen elsewhere, until one Sunday morning on our recent trip to Paris. My husband, Joe, and I stayed in Montmartre for the week, a section of Paris that I have previously visited and loved. We had spent the week hopping on and off the Metro seeing as much as we could possibly see and, after a week of that, decided we would take a day and just explore the neighborhood without an agenda. Basically,…