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On the fourth day, we finally made it out of the apartment before lunchtime, and headed back over to the Left Bank, first taking in some window displays and street art on the Right Bank en route through the Marais.

Repetto (Marais)

le chat-huant

rare pleasures, with mirror

I was into taking pictures of buses and bus stops that day.

oh look, a bus

oh look, a bus stop

bus stop of the impressionists

And padlocks and other random things.

locks and more locks

gouaches

door, blue fancy

We were in Paris on the first Sunday of the month, a day on which many of the museums are free (and probably even more crowded than usual).  The line to enter the d’Orsay was dishearteningly long, so we crossed the river and headed for l’Orangerie (these being the two museums I most cared about visiting).  But first we had lunch within the gardens of the Tuileries.

lunch at Le Médicis

And then we waited in line for quite a while, but made it inside l’Orangerie about an hour before closing.  Seeing Monet’s gigantic Les Nymphéas in the round, filling my field of vision, was a very special experience for me.  (Photos aren’t permitted in the museum, but you can get a sense of the scale and layout through an image search.)  Most of the crowd drifted out of the innermost room about 15 minutes before closing, and I got to sit with the paintings in silence, along with a few other lingerers who seemed equally in awe.  This was about the closest I’ve ever come to having a religious experience.

After the museum closed, we lingered briefly in the gardens.

garden outside l Orangerie in le Jardin des Tuileries

And then walked up to the Place de la Concorde in time for a rather splendid sunset.

sunset from la Place de la Concorde

northside fountain of the Place de la Concorde

Our walk continued north, back up toward l’Opera Garnier.

window in the apparently world's greatest brush store

Repetto (Opera)

yes, a bus!

Finally, we returned to Le Marais via Metro, bought a baguette and some fine macarons from a boulangerie/patisserie near the Saint Paul station that was amazingly open on a Sunday evening, and settled in for the night with the stinky camembert.

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4 Comments

  1. The bicycles have to share their path with the buses? Yikes! I’ve never liked that particular set up. There are several streets in downtown San Francisco that are aligned like that, and it always looks like the cyclists are going to get smacked by the buses, which from what I can tell, are driven by psychopaths.

    How were the buses in Paris, by the way? I never rode one when I was there, just the Metro.

    • Oh my gosh I didn’t even notice that! In downtown Seattle there are (or were) some bike/bus shared lanes. An officemate who was a seasoned bike commuter claimed she felt safer riding amongst the buses than among regular traffic, because at least the bus drivers were trained to share lanes and look for cyclists. Still, it would probably hurt a lot more to get hit by a bus that by a car in city traffic.

      I didn’t actually get to ride any buses this trip. :( There’s a route that runs between the Eiffel Tower and Pere Lachaise that I was hoping we would hop on at some point, but I never researched the schedules so we didn’t try.

  2. Great photos! (and video! haha) That is really cool you got some alone time in l’Orangie.


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