Paris Photos

Again, another mix of photos around Paris:

I like this light fixture seen in the window of a cafe.

I went to the Cognac-Jay Museum to see paintings done of Venice about the Carnaval through the ages. I didn’t get any photos of the art. It was interesting but the museum is so small and clogged with people that I didn’t enjoy myself. The explanations were put below the paintings requiring you to bend over to read them and when you did you automatically blocked the way of people trying to pass. As I left there was a long line waiting to get in and I was glad I got out before they all tried to move through the museum.

The beautiful glass dome in Galeries Lafayette. I went there to look at shoes but it was so crowded (I think there’s a theme going here. I do hate crowds.) and there were so many shoes to look at-it’s a huge department covering a whole floor- that I left without buying any, and I really do need some. I lost some weight after having my gall bladder out and, unfortunately, when I lose weight I also lose it in my feet and just about walk out of my shoes.

The clock tower at Gare de Lyon taken from the bus I was on as we passed.

A statue of Joan of Arc, a strong woman, in the church of St Eustache.

le Train Bleu

I was in the neighborhood of Gare de Lyon and decided to make a quick stop to check out the restaurant there, le Train Bleu, which was originally done in the Belle Epoque style in 1901 but has had a bit of a renovation done.

The station is always packed with people waiting for trains. We used to come here to get a train to Provence when we had a place there.

As I recall, this sign is new.

The interior dining room looked the same.

They left the beautiful paintings on the ceiling.

One change I saw was in the side rooms for drinks or tea with modern furniture and drapery.

The bathrooms had totally been ripped out and replaced. They were beautiful with brass and dark wood. I wonder what happened to it? I hope it was saved. Change isn’t always good.

The lovely stairs going up to the restaurant.

This rather pushy man got on our crowded bus on the way home. I took a photo from behind of his fake leopard skin beret. We eventually got to sit down across from him. There was a girl nearby with the “fashionable” jeans with torn knees and he said to her, “Did you fall?” She looked at him and said, “No. Is that a leopard on your head?” He shut up. Made me laugh.