Hotel Esmeralda…350 years old, Madame Michelle asked me - do I like her Hotel, every room is different, Madame doesn’t like hotel rooms to be all the same, every room here is different, I think ours is the most down beat (ie very small (like you can lie in bed and turn off the light on the other side of the room!) and very Bohemian!!!)
Visited Sainte Chappelle – probably the most beautiful church in Paris. The stain glass and interior is a tribute to creative human achievement, as are most of the icons of Paris.
Caught the Metro to Champs-Eylsées, stood in the middle of the road…see photos!
Then went to the BIG icon (Rod keeps forgetting the name!), popped up out of the Metro, Having spent quite a bit of time and energy getting there….followed a few signs to no avail, then Rod asked a couple in his best Francais “Parlais vous Anglais?” – “Yeah Mate” was the reply, what part of NZ are you from? (they were from Wellie!)………..they gave us directions – back several blocks, we turned around and there it was… it was at our backs, we had been walking away from it……duh!!
Spent a rainy afternoon drinking wine in a café – the trees growing up out of the pavement and through the awnings get watered when it rains! Notre Dame tolls constantly….we love Paris and can’t wait to return.
Were hijacked into a Greek restaurant for dinner, succumbed in honour of Lucy, Barbara did mad Greek dancing but refused to dance on the tables. Followed that by a nightcap at Madame Michelle’s fave, the most amazing bohemian piano bar where French jazz was interspersed with opera singers from goodness knows where, they just kept popping up out of the clientele…..would die happy tonight!
Train to Callais tomorrow and then we’ll ferry to London – work will have to start soon.
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