Thursday, August 17, 2006

A museum a day. That's the goal.

Yesterday we did the Musee d'Orsy. We were up and out at 1pm. Well, Deb is up at 10am and has a splendid two hours with coffee and baguette (or sometimes pain aux noix, or sometimes pain aux figues) and the New York Times on line.

There is a fabulous bakery down the street (Eric Kayser, probably mentioned him already) and they sell these "mini croissants" and "mini pain chocolats". Brilliant.

Our plan was to take a metro to the Musee but there seem to be some metro line closures, so when we tried to get on at St. Michel we couldn't go the direction we wanted. We turned around, walked back up and found a bus on the Quai. Bus 24 took us to the front of the Musee. We took the escalators right up to the 5th floor where all the impressionist and preimpressionists works are. So we saw them all: Monet, Cezanne, Renoir, Manet, Van Gogh. You get the picture (no pun intended). Quite the collection. When we were sitting in front of Monet's water lillies on a bench in the middle of the room, Sarah (or was it Em?) said "I bet Gok sat right here!" I'll bet she did.

After looking at the 5th floor we were hungry! The M'O (as it's called) has a couple of restaurants (one snack bar, one cafe and one real restaurant....closed for renovation) . We go to the cafe. This turns out to be a brilliant idea...a cafe with NO smoking! Can
we come here every meal??? The Cafe is up on the 5th floor and there is an outside deck with great views of Paris (but of course that is where the smokers are). A lovely lunch is had by all (Emily will elaborate).

When we leave the M'O we walk back via rue de l'Universite. We see our old hotel Lennox and of course the hotel de l'Universite...our old haunts. Most stores are closed up (maybe because it's after 5 or maybe it's because it's August. We see the Ecole de Medicine. Marc and I visited this in 92. We head toward the Quai because we are in search of Shakespeare and Co. We find it and Sarah finds two books of interest: Watership Down and Tale of Two Cities. The children's section is up tiny tiny tiny stairs on the second floor....what a crazy store. We head home by foot, tired. It's about 7:30. On the way home, near our apartment we stop for a rotisserie chicken, salads, a quiche and go to the bakery for a couple of tarts and a slice of pizza....this will be dinner.

There is a pouring thunderstorm about 30 minutes after we come home. The sound of the rain is terrific on the skylight in the loft! I guess I carried all the jackets and umbrellas around for nothing. Weather report looks like rain off and on this week....but you never know. Better than 97 F we keep saying.

More blogging later.

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