All the glory of France
MA's bedroom. That small door to the left is where she escaped.
After Versailles, we went back into Paris, stopped at a bakery for some baguets, went to a small shop for some Brie and a Rose (can't do the accent, sorry) champagne, and then made our way to the Eiffel Tower for a picnic! It was absolutely stunning. I can't even explain how perfect that night was! The food was delicious, the Rose champagne not so much (shocking, right? At least I tried it...), the weather was great, and of course, the scenary was wodnerful! We met the sweetest honeymooning couple. He taught us how to open the champagne (MG and Allie shot those corks off like pros thanks to his help!), and we talked with them for a while. Cole actually ended up saving the wife from some ruffians, but that's another story. We all had such a great time. Another one of those perfect memories that I hope never to forget!
The Eiffel Tower
Theresa, Cameron, Mary Grace, me, and Cole - you can abrely see the Eiffel Tower behind us
A totally illegal picture of the inside of Musee d'Orsay. So beautiful!
Cameron and I outside Musee d'Orsay
The boy who ruined Rome. At Versailles, we overheard this mother telling her son to behave, saying, "You ruined Rome; you aren't going to ruin this!" And then at Musee d'Orsay we spotted him again! Wearing an Italy shirt, nonetheless.
After the museum, we headed briefly to Notre Dame. After a while, we met back up with Mary Grace and Allie at the Luxembourg Gardens. These gardens were so odd (palm trees? Didn't really seem to fit), but so beautiful! A storm was coming in, so the sky looked really intense. We made it to a restaurant in La Sorbonne just in time to get shelter from the storm! We had a wonderful dinner, and then we headed back to our hotel for the night.
The aforementioned palm tree
Mary Grace and I took the bus home Sunday, so we set out earlier that morning than everyone else. We made it to the Louvre just in time! Its free on the first Sunday of the month, and we got there just before all of the crowds. I loved strolling through the Louvre, taking our time, away from the throngs of people, enjoying Delacroix and van der Meer and many more. Afterwards, we walked through the gardens of Tuileries, grabbed a crepe, and then amde our way to our bus station.
Outside the Louvre
The bus ride home was actually really fun and beautiful. The countryside was great. We talked non-stop. There were lots of interesting characters on the bus, so that was funny. Plus we kind of had no idea what was going on, in fact we weren't even sure we were on the right bus for a while, but we just laughed and talked and eventually made it home to Brussels. When we got off the bus, Brussels had never looked so good!
Overall, it was a wonderful weekend. Paris was more than I remembered from my visit about 10 years ago. It was so beautiful and magical and perfect.
"The Boy Who Ruined Rome" sounds like a childrens' book. You've already got the story line ... I could see Shel Silverstein or someone like him doing this one. ... where the wild things are goes to Europe! ... I feel so bad for the kid, because what parent hasn't said something like that to their child at one timne or another. ... "you ruined Rome, you aren't going to ruin this!"
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