Is this a chair for the Mad Hatter or what!!??? I LOVE it!
For very special (and probably rich) little girls...
A beautiful shop and nothing but umbrellas
And not shop windows but still walking to the museum. I took two of this because I wanted to prove that they actually revolve. They''re animated billboards I guess with ads for various things on them. But how neat to have them be so picturesque with their little domed tops.
And, finally, just two more from my walk...
The museum is on one of the two islands that are in the Seine - the same one as Notre Dame. The other island is just a short bridge away, but apparently it is mostly upscale apartments and restaurants. As I crossed the bridge I stopped to look around and there was the Eiffel Tower with its head in the cloud.
I did enjoy this museum - much more doable, even though I didn't take in every single picture. The huge lily ponds were for me amazing because of their size and the time put into them, but I can't say I found them beautiful. The art here was, I guess, impressionist and beyond. They had a whole exhibition about Debussy and I kept looking at all the paintings and never seeing one by Debussy and finally managed to remember (idiot!) that he was a composer! So I'm not real sure why he got an exhibition. There were lots of paintings and busts of him, lots of photographs of him (with other people too), numerous paintings of members of his family, etc. Also some musical scores, which until my brain clicked, I kept thinking what are they here for? Obviously the audio guide didn't cover this special exhibition!
And look what I stumbled across and worked up my nerve to take pictures!
So, a very pleasant visit and by the time I left it was getting more crowded so I was pleased that I had made an early start. Got outside and the sun was out - still hazy, but I walked to where I could see the Tower and there it was - much clearer now. While taking pictures of it, a man came and asked me if I'd take one of him and his wife with the Tower behind them which I did and then we ended up having a long (probably a little longer than his wife and I needed!) and pleasant conversation. They're actually native Floridians - don't think I've ever met anyone that was born and raised there.
And then it was back to the hotel to get my luggage, catch a cab and transfer to my apartment. That took a while cause of the always heavy traffic and also, as it turned out, because the driver wasn't really sure where to go and when we did finally get on the right street he was searching for 17 instead of 117 and the hotel lady had given him the address in French! And I got here much earlier than I had told the owners I would and was standing on the sidewalk with my luggage wondering what I would do til it would be time to meet them when a man walked up to the door, kind of looked at me, I kind of looked at him, one of us finally said hello and it turned out to be one of the owners. I apologized for being early and said if I could just leave my luggage inside, I'd take off and get something to eat cause he said they hadn't cleaned it yet. But no, come inside and he'd show me all the key business, etc. By then his partner had arrived also and we had to go up in the elevator in shifts cause it is so tiny! But at least it's an elevator!
The apartment is very tiny too - very tiny - but that's fine with me - I don't really need a bunch of room. But, of course, yesterday the sun was out full blast and it finally warmed up as did the room. To about oven levels. And even though rain and thunderstorms were forecast for today (I'm writing on Thursday evening), it's been another beautiful, sunny and warm day. The little French doors that open onto my little balcony (which is so French) face west so the apartment just bakes all afternoon. There's one of those tall skinny fan things that made me pretty nervous at first cause I think it's on its last legs, but I figured I was going to use it til it died and it's still working today. And by bedtime, it had cooled down. But I have a big question which is why, oh why, is there only a comforter on French beds? No top sheet. And it's not just my cheap apartment - the hotel was the same way. You either sleep under a down comforter or under nothing! But I like my apartment and just won't spend much time in it til evening sets in. I'm in the park area right now while typing this. And it's all set up for tomorrow's weekly farmers' market. How's that for pretty darned exciting!?
Once it got so hot, I went out to the park and worked on my blog for a while and then wandered around the neighborhood for a bit, getting a couple bananas and some yogurt at the local store (not, sadly, a Monoprix). My biggest problem so far is figuring out which way to go to get to places I've seen. I seem to get all turned around a fair amount of the time. People at the cafes must think I'm a lost soul as I wander back and forth looking for something familiar. :)
And as a perfect ending to the day, my cell phone rang!!! About scared me to death but it was Heather and it was so nice to hear her voice. We had a nice visit - got caught up on the kids and the animals and such. The guys who own this place told me that I can call the US for free from their landline phone which astounded me. But I think at most I will call Chris and January once each and try and space them a little bit apart. So, guys, if you see a weird number or weird message on your cell phones, answer it cause it will probably me your wandering mother. :)
I think that's about all for Wednesday. And I think I'm going to like it here well enough that I won't always necessarily feel like going somewhere and seeing something. Although I imagine once I get used to being in such a lively area that isn't a tourist area, I'll be able to tear myself away and be a good tourist. But tomorrow, I'm staying here long enough to see that farmers' market, by gum!
A bientot! (I think that basically means later, gator) :)