Besides the Eiffel Tower, there are signs all over the place that say, “Paris”:
As is often the case when I’m in Paris, I have a mix of photos of various things and places.
This graffiti made me laugh. I imagine there are few women left in the western world who are clueless about their “marital duties” but it was the case in Queen Victoria’s day. It must have been a shock to a lot of women. I would say this is true now about all that marriage entails in other areas-finances, compromise, just living with another person, especially of the opposite sex.
One of my favorite museums is the Orsay. I especially love Impressionism and you can find just about every famous artist represented here. Part of the art is the museum itself as it is an old renovated train station full of interesting details.
At the opposite end of the entrance is this cutaway of the Garnier Opera House. It shows how small the concert hall is compared to the rest of the building. I’d love to get a behind the scenes tours there one of these days.
A painting of Eugenie.
They had a son who slept in this elaborate bed, the most expensive piece of furniture made during this period worked on by many French artisans.
By Manet, Picnic on the Grass. It was rejected by the French Academy and instead put into le Salon des Refuses, an exhibit for more unconventional paintings such as this. It was controversial because the men were of the day it was painted bringing into question the nude woman, perhaps a prostitute? Anyway, it is pretty famous these days. I don’t know about you but I often go nude when on a picnic.
I was at a new to me street in Paris, Rue Daguerre, which is very similar to that street made famous by Rick Steves called Rue Cler, but without tourists everywhere. There were lots of places to eat and, especially, lots of places to buy food to take home-an easy lunch.
So there you have it-an easy lunch.
There is a red door on a little street on the Left Bank that has a special interior. A friend and I were sitting across the street a few years ago and saw a tour group enter and leave. When we asked the waiter about what was inside he gave us the code to get in. I’ve shown photos before of the circular courtyard and how I wonder how the rooms are shaped that face the courtyard. My friend and I decided to enter as we passed and this time, a man was also entering and he let us into the courtyard which is usually blocked by a gate. We were there in the right place at the right time.