Olivier & I have made it point to get out of the damn house from time to time. As much as I love to hermit & as much as the humans get on my nerves, this is Paris, so it would be absurd not to go out & get some culture.
The Jardin des Tuileries is the most central garden in Paris…& it’s big. It’s difficult to miss it. Not only that, but it is beautiful, & therefore filled with tourists. But, there is an even greater feature of this place – you can do some hobo-style brown bag drinkin’ & no one will give you any guff.
We decided to check out Le Musée de l’Orangerie. For what? Well, for paintings. You come to Paris, you see paintings…& lots of ’em. Of course, there is Monet…
And Cézanne…
…& some French guy roaming about in the middle of the exhibit.
Once we got back outside, we saw that there was a fair in town, complete with the requesite carnies & juvenile delinquents. We decided to have a go at the ferris wheel because…well, when can you ever get a view like that of Paris again?
Only one problem: Jacki is afraid of heights & cannot ride a ferris wheel without panicking & holding on to the ride with a white-knuckle death grip.
And just in case any of you have ever wondered exactly where in Paris we are, we’re right at the top of the hill.
[tags]Paris, museums, culture[/tags]