Paris Vacation, Day 4   11 comments

Orsay, Rodin, and Army Museums, River Cruise, Geocache, Notre Dame (a la Nuit)
Here is the line that at Musée d'Orsay that we did not need to stand in. We had our passes already. Woo hoo!

Here is the line at Musée d’Orsay that we did not need to stand in. We had our passes already. Woo hoo!

Edouard Manet's (1832-1883)—shocking at the time—Olympia (1863)

Edouard Manet’s (1832-1883)—shocking at the time—Olympia (1863)

Is Lydia thinking about the Thinker?

Is Lydia thinking about the Thinker?

This day, there were more than one thinker at the Rodin Museum.

This day, there were more than one thinker at the Rodin Museum.

A street performer twirls fire for our amusement and money.

A street performer twirls fire for our amusement and money. (Make sure you see the bigger version.)

Grant’s Flickr page

Tuesday, October 18

Uh oh! I wrote this at the end of the day. Let’s hope I didn’t miss anything important. What was first every day? Why, petit déjeuner (breakfast,) of course. We found a place on Rue Cler, near our hotel, that did an “American” breakfast, which meant it had all that a French Breakfast had—café crème, croissant, jam, and orange juice—plus ham and eggs, for €8. A good price, considering tax and tip are included. The French breakfast was €6, but I went for the extra protein.

We journeyed, via the Metro, to our first stop of the day, Musée d’Orsay to check out the works of the Impressionists. The building itself was a train station constructed in 1900 for the World’s Fair. The Impressionists, however, were hated, outcast, extremist artist who themselves despised and rebelled against the popular neo-Greek (my word) style of their day. They embraced the “real,” in subject and technique, and snubbed the dreamy, fake, and accepted art of the time. Hated then, loved now. I suppose that radicals are never appreciated in their own time. I imagine it follows that, if you want to be an avant-garde, rebel, fringe artist today, you would need, in fact, to despise the work of the Impressionists, now so adored.

Next, it was a short Metro ride—we had become quite the experts by now using the Metro—to Musée Rodin, the sculptor. His most famous and recognizable piece likely is the Thinker, but like most artists, he created countless other works. At the museum, we had a cafeteria-style (but Parisian cafeteria-style, read: yummy) lunch. Once back inside, I had forgotten to turn off my camera’s flash, which has the annoying “feature” of resetting to automatic whenever it is turned on, and was properly scolded by a museum minion for subjecting a sculpture to the harsh light.

After checking out Rodin’s works outside and in, we undertook a short stroll over to the Musée de l’Armée, which recounts France’s experiences and episodes during World War Two. A German Enigma encryption machine was on display. I had picked up a fair amount of information about the war over the years, but it was interesting to get the French perspective. For example, I learned that part of France, called Vichy France, had remained unoccupied during the war in exchange for supplying resources to Hitler’s efforts.

All worn out, we headed back to our room for—you’ll never guess—a nap. On the way we picked up some postcards and a picnic supper, complete with wine. After a rejuvenating nap, we boarded the Metro to Ile de le Cite, the heart of Paris, to catch a nighttime river cruise and eat our picnic supper. It was fun to sneak our little meal on board and sip our wine as we passed under a dozen bridges that vault the River Seine.

After the cruise, which had been conducted in both French and English, we picked up our boarding photo and struck out on a multi-part geocache. Unfortunately, we were unable to complete it, since a park with the second to last leg of the hunt had closed.

Not to worry. We resolved to finish it that week. A brief consultation of the map identified the nearest Metro station and we headed off. On the way, we took some cool night shots of Notre Dame. I told myself that I would need to try some more of these. Then, ready to call it a night, we were back on the Metro headed for base camp, our hotel.

Read more about day 4 on Lydia’s blog.

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Posted Saturday, November 12, 2005 by Grant in Myself, Travel

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11 responses to “Paris Vacation, Day 4

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  1. Congratulations on making the interesting blogs list on Yahoo! 360 news. I was informed from a friend, and I thought that you should know that you are there as well!

  2. Thanks, Paul.

    I saw the list here

    I’m not sure what to say, but it’s definately a surprise.

    — Grant

  3. I am so very jealous! Cite tres magnifique!
    If you get down to Nice, take the work train to the Pre-Alps one day. I highly recommend a stop in Entreveau…an amazing 13th century town that has been very well preserved and is off the ‘tourist’ route.
    Bon Jour!

  4. Wow! What a great trip. I can’t wait until I can plan my trip to Paris. I loved you pix…I went to your flickr site and wandered through Paris with you. It was great!

    Where’s your next trip off to?

  5. @ Celeste: Thanks for the tip. It also sounds très magnifique!

    @ MA: Thanks for the comment.

    I don’t have a next trip planned (and I have still several days-worth of journal to post for this last one… will post some more this weekend, but the pictures are MIA for a week, so I might just post text and add the pics later.)

    On the list of places to visit: Italy (Rome, but all over,) Japan (Tokyo, but all over,) New Zealand, other European countries, South America… anywhere really. Of course, Canada and the US.

    Places I would travel to again: Australia, France, Scotland.

    — Grant

  6. Wow, what a great blog! I have to say, I am jealous though. I haven’t been to France since I was 14… and that was a while ago! I am going to have to come here again. In fact, I’m going to show you to my mother, who’s going to DIE of jealousy!!!

    ºღº ::.Stephanie.:: ºღº
  7. @ Sauvage est Monté: I appreciate the comment. Thanks. I hope you do come back, since there is more to say about our Paris trip.

    But, please don’t hurt your mother 😉

    — Grant

  8. hiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

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