October 15, 2010
It Was the Best of Times; It Was the Worst of Times
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!