October 15, 2010

It Was the Best of Times; It Was the Worst of Times

Hey Blogguers et Bloggueses - I'm back. And what a time I had.

The best of times - Seeing every last piece of art currently on display at the Musee D'Orsay and realizing I should be doing more with my love of art history.

The worst of times - After a 1-hour-trip into Paris from Auvers-Sur-Oise took over 3 and a half and realizing that the general strike had left me stranded at Chatelet-Les Halles. Another hour's walk ensued. But hey it was Paris and it was a crisp, clear evening.

I ended up staying at the Hotel du Pantheon. It was more money than I had originally intended on paying, but it was worth every centime and would stay again in an instant. The picture above is the view from my room, (I'm not joking!)

I'm going to be living off this trip for a long time. I have material for 20, 30 or 40 posts. I may start a side-blog entitled something like The Clever Pup's Paris Notebook. But now, it's the middle of the night, my jet-lagged brain doesn't know what time it is and I must sleep. A bientot!

11 comments:

willow said...

Welcome back! I can't wait to hear al-l-l about it. A room with a view, indeed!

liza said...

I can't see Paris through your artistic eyes!

Kat Mortensen said...

Welcome Back, ma Cherie!

Glad you're safe, sound and have lots to share. I'll be looking forward to those "notebook" posts.

I'm reading, "Ulysses" at the moment and Paris is quite the character in that book.

Get some sleep!

Kat

secret, fragile skies said...

Welcome back! Looking forward to your posts.

Ima Wizer said...

Jealous, jealous, jealous! I can only HOPE I could have a trip like that! You are so blessed! Oh, and Welcome back!

T. Clear said...

Can't wait!

Penney said...

Welcome Home!
Can't wait to see your photos, and hear all about your visit.
Cannot believe this view!
So happy for you..
xo,
P

debbie in toronto said...

welcome back...can't wait to hear all about it...love that view...lucky you!

Hels said...

Pup

It is a shame that we have to make career decisions at a very young age, and find at 40 that we might have gone into another field, had we but known.

By the time I had completed 20 years in my career as a psychologist and took a year of paid sabbatical, I decided it was time to change. But to what? I knew nothing else BUT psychology. So with the handsome support of my long suffering spouse, I went back to uni and started again - in history and art history.

The downside is that my income dropped catastrophically. The upside is that I love going to work each day and love writing a blog focused on history and art history.

Life, Laughter and Paris said...

Look forward to reading all your Paris news!

Ian said...

How many croissants ?