November 1 Paris

Breakfast out. So decadent!

A walk through the little neighborhood park.

Place de République

A short walk from the metro station took us right by the apartment where we stayed in September.

And on along the river

To Musee d'Orsay . . . Best attraction in Paris! I loved every minute!

The rule inside is No Photos. These are my only two 'arty' photos from the museum.

I got this one from the upper balcony on the way to the Impressionist Exhibition.

This one through the clock looking toward Sacré-Cœur. 

And this one in the restaurant after a great bowl of chicken tarragon soup. 

When we left the museum, my head was swimming with visions of swirling leaves, shimmering water, vast green spaces, beautiful women dressed for tea, and handsome gentlemen looking for a dance partner. I reveled in old favorites made the acquaintance of new ones. Monet and Renvoir were hanging side by side with Sisley. And who was this Morisot hanging beside Pizarro and Cézanne? I loved them all. Room after room, wall after wall . . . I was enchanted!

We walked to Place de Concorde and took the metro to 

Opera Garnier. The outside of the building was overwhelming,

Complete with music

And a wedding

But the inside was stunning. Again, the rule was No Photos, but so many people were happily snapping away, I couldn't resist a few.

The stage set for the evening opera

The ceiling - just one tiny sliver of the ceiling.

The grand staircase.

The hall

The balcony

The architectural details. What a lovely building!

On the way back to the apartment, we encountered a fairly impressive demonstration. It was lost on us. We couldn't figure out what the problem was. Something about the police.

There were plenty of police to take care of the situation. 

Looking all stern. They didn't seem to need our assistance. Good thing!

We bought a loaf of bread, went to the house, and decided to forfeit the tickets we had for the Eiffel Tower that night. We were so tired we were in bed asleep by 9:30.