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Paris a couple hints

As I write this, I realise that I didn’t take as many photos around the city as I “should” have. Well, I’ll just have to go back, then! In the meantime, here are a couple more. The first is of a lovely park (keep in mind that it was winter) near a museum that may not be on your tourist map. The Musee de Marmottan has the largest Monet collection in the world and was not on my map!!! If you like Impressionism (and even if you don’t) it is worth a visit even though it is nowhere near the city centre. It has work from almost all stages of Monet’s career, not just the famous water lilies. I loved The Rose Bush and until I visited this museum, I never even knew Monet painted anything but water lilies!! Unfortunately, they did not allow photos inside the museum.

This second photo (pardon the quality) was from the Musee de l’Orangerie who did allow photos. Again, another location for Monet’s masterpieces. It is worth the entrance fee just to see the two oval rooms of gigantic canvasses. And this museum is in the centre of Paris…try not to breathe too hard on the paintings.

Paris one of many posts to come

I was going to number these posts, like “Paris-1”, but to be honest, keeping track of them is going to be a pain, so I’ll have to think of wittier titles going forward. I was visiting Paris mainly because I had a friend living there so I didn’t have to pay for a hotel and because I really wanted to go to Fauchon.  More on that in a different post. What I found when I got there was that my friend loved to walk. He walked everywhere in the city. EV-VER-RY-WHERE. Which meant I had super sore feet, but managed to get these two shots which I loved:

This first one is just as we walking over one of the bridges and I glimpsed the Eifel tower lit up in the distance.


This one was from earlier in the evening and I thought the water moving over the stone was lovely and smooth


And my friend had saved this for when I got there – his apartment was a short walk away from this view! I got it in the mist, but frankly, what’s Paris without a little atmosphere?