The worst part of Montmartre is trying to pronounce it when you've got an American accent. Mohn'-mart-tr. The "Montmar" part is easy enough. It's the gurgling "tre" you've got to tack on at the end. No worries though, because the first two syllables is enough to get your point across.
If you're set on taking your photo in front of this bad boy, I'd recommend popping by first thing in the morning. We probably got here around 10AM and there was just a handful of people. And luckily for us, everyone was courteous enough to let each other take turns and get solo photos of themselves.
my food blog for my France-related eats, you'll notice that I never have a bad thing to say about any of the food we ingested abroad. All of it was delicious.
This time though, when a few of them tried to approach us asking, "Hey, can I ask you a question? Where are you from?" I yelled back, "Leave us alone! We know what you're trying to do and we're not giving you any money." I'm hoping this helped some other tourists out, as I'm sure several people heard me screaming. We saw a few girls standing there smiling while they were being scammed. My sister said maybe some of them like the attention but I think they just didn't know what was happening to them. If you're a young girl, you will likely be approached so if you don't want the attention, just stare ahead, walk with purpose, and yell, "MERCI, NON!" when those scammers attempt to take advantage of you.