Not so Tuesday morning. It was still really chilly and grey and looking like rain. But it was Musee d'Orsay day so full steam ahead. First of all I had to walk in the opposite direction of the museum to find the FNAC store which sells tickets to museums and events. It's totally an electronics store, but for some strange reason on the third floor (of course) you can buy tickets. I bought a ticket that combined entry to the d'Orsay and the l'Orangerie for a slightly lower price. I thought I would do them both on Tuesday. But I discovered after I had bought it that l'Orangerie is closed on Tuesdays so decided I would do it Wednesday before I moved to the apartment.
Walking back now towards the museum, I decided it would be a good time to take some pictures of the very ancient church that is at the intersection by our hotel. I think I mentioned it in an earlier post. This church started out as a Benedictine Abbey in the 6th century!! I read somewhere that the only thing remaining that is that old are some marble columns but all the columns I saw were painted and in bad repair so I'm not sure if there is anything from that long ago. But it is obviously ancient. I don't understand at all how churches, abbeys, cathedrals, etc., worked way back in the beginning - I think they served much more of a purpose than just a place of worship. I read the article on it on Wikipedia and though interesting, I still don't understand it very well. The pictures I took are disappointing - the church was very dark but had very glaring lights anywhere there was something to see so between the two extremes, it was tricky, but here's what I have:
So finally off to the museum. By the time I got close, it was at least lunch time so I had a bowl of soup to fortify myself and went and got in line. Yes, for all the talk about advance ticket holders just marching right in, the ticket line was for us was quite long - they snake the lines back and forth like security lines at the big airports and this one snaked about four times before you got in and went through their security. But glory be, they had a brochure that was in English with a map to kind of guide you. There were no photos allowed as I found out when I took one and immediately got the error of my ways pointed out to me. The whole rest of the time I was in the museum, I saw people taking pictures everywhere and every now and then one would get caught but not too often. But the only ones I took after that were ones where I was pointed my camera at things outside the building and mentally daring them to tell me I couldn't and then finally at the end of my visit finding a way to take a picture of the incredible clock that I'm sure was the station clock back when it was a railroad station.
I enjoyed the museum and saw quite a few paintings that I recognized which is nice somehow. They look like what you've seen pictures of but somehow it's special seeing the real thing. The d'Orsay takes up where the Louvre leaves off and is pre- and post-impressionism apparently. At least that's what I read. I'm not an art history major so don't really know all that much about the different periods.
I know this isn't much on the museum - it was a museum, I enjoyed it and was glad I finally got in, I finally found out there were escalators which sure helped and I was very tired when I got done! There was this incredible open-sided view of the Opera Garnier - huge with all the stage mechanisms, the audience seating with the boxes, and all sorts of other grand and not so grand rooms for who knows what. I, loving miniatures, was delighted, of course. Later after I had been upstairs and came back down, there it was again and there was no tour group this time so I went to look again and discovered that what I had thought were large tiles on the floor in front of it were actually thick glass tiles and underneath them was a miniature section of Paris. I didn't recognize any of it but I would assume it included the Opera Garnier. And I realize I lied - I also took pictures of that, along with everyone else who was doing the same!
And I loved this. There two of these on either end of the building facing the river. And they're still keeping time!
And then these are the pictures I took looking out of various windows here and there while I was inside:
When I came out to the plaza in front of the museum, I took a few pictures out there.
I got back to the hotel, rested up a bit and packed a bit, then went back to Monoprix and got a baguette and a sliver of Brie cheese, came home and ate a goodly amount of that and finished up the half bottle of wine that Heather and I had never finished. Then I got everything I could pack that night packed, and settled into bed with my book. Oh, and while I was packing (and blogging - that's right, I forgot about that activity), there all of a sudden was wild drum beating outside so I went to have a look out my window at that and it was one guy beating a bongo type drum and two other guys doing incredible sort of acrobatic stuff. It had a slightly martial arts look cause they would swing their legs over each other and then tumble away from each other and it was really wonderful to watch. But by the time I decided to quit long enough to get my camera for another video, they finished, put their shirts back on and disappeared. Very short but very good. :)
And as far as I can recall (which isn't saying much!) that pretty much was Tuesday. Wednesday it will be the Musee des l'Orangerie and my big move!