Paris, France. How to describe the last day of our five-month adventure? This Scots phrase reassures us that no matter how far we may roam or how exotic our travel itinerary, the return home – hame – is our ultimate reward. Continue reading
Paris, France. We started our day with a visit to the Breakfast in America diner, having read the book by the ambitious guy who decided that was what was missing in Paris. It’s quite amusing:
Was it the American dream of breakfast? We’ll be kind and say yes.
Paris, France. (Don here) Continuing my pursuit of Paris public gardens during the peak flowering season, I spent the afternoon strolling around the Jardin du Luxembourg. First laid out in the early 17th century to accompany the new Luxembourg Palace (now the home of the French Senate), the garden was opened to the public after the Revolution. Continue reading
Paris, France. One of our goals on this trip was to view the gardens of England and France when they were at their peak, namely in May and June. Continue reading
Paris, France. In the olden days, if you were born a king or a queen, you lived a very good life, you died and they gave you a big send-off and a proper burial. And then you rested in peace. In France, that likely took place in the Basilica of Saint Denis. He was a Christian martyr, beheaded, yet he supposedly walked around for a while till he dropped, ostensibly at the site of the church we see today. Continue reading
Paris, France. It was cold and rainy in Paris today. So, what to do? Let’s take a three-hour walking tour up and down the hills of Montmartre. Continue reading
Paris, France. Imagine coming out of the Metro station of the turn of the last century, which celebrates Belle Epoque design, and seeing the new world of the modernists emerge in Paris. Now, they seem to coexist, but in the 20’s and 30’s, they were in shocking contrast. Continue reading