This is where we've purchased our morning croissant every day, across from the cafe' where we enjoy it with a coffee (and where I'm sitting as I take this photo).
Here's the bum we've watched set up shop each morning getting chewed out by a local lady,... he, he, he.
We're off to start our day with Notre Dame,...
This giant crowd, news cameras, barricades, giant video screen and police everywhere do not bode well for a tourist visit.
Kate asks a policeman what's going on, and he tells her that the President of the French Republic is there for the funeral of a Cardinal. We won't be seeing Notre Dame today.
So on to Saint Chapell, near Notre Dame. Very old cathedral, (sorry, details are getting fuzzy, but the brochures are all in my bag...) with amazing stained glass windows depicting stories from the Bible, from Genesis to Revelation.
A train station at least through WWII, (not sure when the trains stopped running there) Orsay has been transformed into a magnificent art museum for 19th Century art.
It's been misty and moisty our whole time in Paris, but the view is still amazing.
Out of a million photos we must include the hall of mirrors.
Versailles mostly seen, all that we could squeeze into our brains anyway, we get back to Paris to catch up with Notre Dame.
We join a million others in an attempt to see the towers, but the line is so long, moving too slow to get in before they close, and so many around us are smoking we can barely breathe. We decide that we either must take up smoking ourselves to go along with the lung cancer we are surely getting, or leave the line and see the towers on our next trip to Paris...
So we leave the line.
This is what seeing too any statues, windows and magnificence in one day can do to a girl,... don't let it happen to you!
Finishing up some shopping in our quest for the perfect gifts to take home, we wind along the busy streets with a bazillion other tourists. Crowded but fun and colorful. We're not in Grove City/ Shillington anymore!
Four hours later, saturated with fine art and antiquities, it's time to find Montmarte and the Place Du Tertre.
Tiny little avenue of steps, there are more than a few of these in the hilly area of Paris known as Montmartre. Oh and we're just beginning!
Found it! where the artists hang out, paint, draw, and offer their work for sale. How very Paris for us! And the sun makes her first appearance since we've arrived in Paris!
We have now made it to Switzerland, learning a lot about the train system in the process. We are exhausted, but reviving in the fresh and quiet air of Lausanne. After London and Paris it's so refreshing! I won't be able to post anymore until I'm home. Tomorrow we are off to L'Abri and the day after Gabby and I will leave for Geneva, flying home on Thursday. When next I post I'll finish the trip photos - I promise, but for now, a nap!