Breakfast out. So decadent!
A short walk from the metro station took us right by the apartment where we stayed in September.
The rule inside is No Photos. These are my only two 'arty' photos from the museum.
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,
Looking all stern. They didn't seem to need our assistance. Good thing!