We did it Amy! We both kissed Oscar Wilde's tomb for you, and took pictures for you too. That tomb is trippy. It is the only one in the cemetary that is "defaced," in spite of the plaque that warns you not to. It is covered with lip prints and writing. We also saw Jim Morrison's grave, Sarah Bernhardt's, Proust, Balzac and a few more famous people that I can't think of right now. I took a ton of pictures there. You know how I love old cemetaries and this one was the best ever.
I am really hurting today. My feet, my legs, my back...We started the day by walking to the Museé D'Orsay again, and because it was closed yesterday today it was mobbed. They had one of those Disneyland-type lines. We decided to go to the cemetary first and come back. By the time we got back it was about 4:15 and it closes at 6:00, and the line was almost as long. But we were determined so we got in line. We got in to the museum at 4:50 and headed straight to the 5th floor to see the Impressionists. It was amazing! We saw Whistler's Mother, Van Gogh's self-portrait and his bedroom, some of Monet's water lillies, Manet, Cezanne, Degas and Toulesse Letrecc (sp?). I am so glad we persisted along with the other million tourists. Apparently this May Day holiday is all over Europe. I have never heard so many languages all in one place. All of Europe seems to be in Paris right now. Lucky us! And did you know the Spaniards never say excuse me? And the French never move out of your way on the sidewalk when you are coming toward each other? Mandy keeps saying I am too nice and shouldn't move either, but I know they would just knock me into the street. Just as I am convinced that the French cars would rather run me over than stop for me. She says I am paranoid. (Not me...)
After the D'Orsay we walked over to the Louvre and ate dinner at the Cafe Marley, overlooking the glass pyramid. Steve, Matt, Mandy and I ate there last time we were in Paris. We both had some yummy pasta and a delicious tomato and mozzarella appetizer. Then we walked back to the Latin Quarter on the other side of the Seine, returned to the hotel and DIED. I am going upstairs to crash in a few minutes. Tomorrow afternoon we head back to London. In the morning we plan to go to the Luxembourg Gardens and the Shakespeare & Co. Store.
Next post will be from London. Over and out!
3 comments:
Oh, I am so glad you kissed Oscar for me! I'm sure he felt the love. :)
I know he did!
I can't wait to see the cemiteri pictures, it isn't possible to take a bad picture in there. It doesn't feel like a cemetary, it feels like your in a private intimate museum. i love all the stories of the deceased lives the and architecture of each seplechure, they are detailed with stain glass, statues iron and a million intricate details. I'll check back for more pics.
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