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Paris Part III: Churches and Walking

On Monday, May 22, we spent the day mostly walking. My mother wanted me to go to La Chapelle Notre-Dame de la Medaille Miraculeuse on Rue du Bac. So, we decided to make this day a more leisurely day and walk around Paris. We took the Metro to an area near Rue du Bac. It was obviously not a usual tourist spot. No big shops. Not many people.

We did come across a sock/stocking (la chaussette) shop. I bought a pair of beautiful socks and a pair of tights. They were knitted with amazing designs and colors. I am pretty sure the shop was Boutique Gerard.

We made it to the chapel. We only took one picture while in there. It was a very pretty chapel and we had arrived just as a mass was starting. I was given a shawl to cover my shoulders as my dress had spaghetti straps. This chapel has some interesting history. It is where the miraculous medal comes from that many Catholics wear. St. Catherine had visions of this medal and she was able to have them created. They are now found worldwide.

After the mass, we meandered around some the back streets on a path that led towards Notre Dame. We ate at a wonderful little pub, saw some charming stores, and officers on horseback. One of them posed for me.

The Bon Marche we had in our town was never so grand as this and did not have an armed guard at the door. We did not go in here.

Dinosaur graffiti. *love*

A centaur weapon creature.

A restaurant with a lot of vines.

After walking along the smaller streets, our first view of Notre Dame was a little awe-inspiring. Gabriel had been a little reluctant to visit the Cathedral, but he was glad that I had dragged him to it. It was much more impressive than he had imagined it to be.

Experiencing this beautiful building is something that needs to be done in person. I can post as many pictures as I please, but the artistry is somewhat lost in the pictures. I did my best:

After exploring Notre Dame, we wandered around the area before heading back to our hotel. We listened to a talented violinist and allowed a street vendor to talk us into having our caricatures drawn.

 

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Paris Part II: Le Louvre

I took most of my 700 pictures at Le Louvre. I have had a lot of trouble deciding how many and which ones to share. I love art museums and The Louvre has a special place in my heart. It not only displays artworks, but it is itself a work of art. We spent three days of our trip exploring the museum and we still didn’t see everything. So, this post is mostly just going to be a ton of pictures.

Day 1: Saturday May 20

We took a lot of time browsing through Greek statues and le Pavillon de l’Horloge.

 

Day 2: Sunday May 21

Sundays seem to be a day filled with music in Paris. There is always music, but there was a lot more music on Sunday than on the other days. We kept the window open in our hotel room while we slept and we were woken up by piano music. Music echoed throughout the Metro halls as we made our way to the museum. Once we got to le Louvre, there was a huge group of people dancing in a courtyard across from the museum. We bought crepes at a vendor and watched them dance. I got some pictures of them from one of the Louvre windows on the second floor.

This photo was taken a couple of hours after we had first seen them. There were about three times as many people when we had first gotten to this area.

There were also mimes at the Louvre when we got there. Fucking clowns.

The caffè was delicious, then we started on our second day.

Our third day at the Louvre was a few days after the first two. I decided to just put our Louvre visits on one post.

Day 3: Thursday May 25

A couple of days before, I had surprised Gabriel with a secret meetup with an old friend. Jessica had been to Paris many times, but had never gone to the Louvre. Or L’Arc de Triomphe. Or many other very touristy places. We had a lot of fun dragging her around with us.

Music on the Metro.

A young artist sketching. It made my heart happy to see this boy so involved in his artwork.

Probably my favorite selfie.

MySpace-style picture with an extremely antique mirror.

I have an obsession with teapots. I love them.

Marie Antoinette surrounded herself with very strange things. This dog was one of the items she kept in her rooms.

Obligatory viewing of the Mona Lisa.

 

These pictures were among my favorites. It was really difficult to figure out which ones to use. I have taken my time in going through them. It makes me happy to revisit this trip. I may have extended this blog post just because I really have enjoyed looking through these pictures over and over.

Paris Part I

Excited for our second honeymoon.

This is really just about our flight and arrival in Paris. Our trip took about 14 hours altogether. We had a quick flight to Seattle, then a layover for somewhere around four hours. The flight from Seattle to Paris was about 9.5 hours.

When we arrived in Seattle, we were just too exhausted to do much more than just sit and eat a small breakfast. Then we sat some more. An exciting beginning, I know.

Our flight was finally ready for boarding, so I put on my awesome face mask. My white blood cells had been so low the week before this trip, that my oncologist had me get two shots of Neulasta to get my WBC up to a more normal range. Or at least out of the very dangerous range I was in. My count went down due to a new treatment I had started. I will probably write about that in another post.

Anyway, my new mask is quite pretty. It does get warm, but it does not fog up my glasses like the paper ones do. It has an N99 rating, which means it should keep out 99% of contaminants. For those who are curious, it is a Cambridge Mask Company in the Austen style.

The Austen by Cambridge Masks

Side note: medical masks make people nervous on airplanes. Or at least a lot of people give you strange looks. Whatever. I am not getting your dirty germs today, bitches!

Our flight was 9 1/2 hours of sleeplessness. We did try to sleep, but the sick baby two rows behind and to the side of us was super miserable and let everyone know it. The poor guy had a terrible cough (I was super thankful for my mask) and he just cried for the entire flight. Which also caused all of babies in our area to wail for the entire flight. So no sleeping.

We were not near a window seat, but I did get a few outside pictures of Mount Rainier.

Otherwise, I had a selection of shows and movies to view. Which I didn’t. I spent my time playing silly games and reading The MagiciansI got up a few times to walk around. I watched our trip as we advanced over Canada, then Greenland, skimming past Iceland, going over Scotland and England, to finally arrive in Paris.

It was a relief to get off of the plane. However, our journey was not done yet. We took the train to a Metro station, the Metro to a stop near our hotel, then we walked with our suitcases to Hotel ATN. We got turned around while trying to find the correct Metro. We looked like obvious tourists, but a young man took pity on us and helped us find the one that would take us where we needed to go.

We were greeted at the hotel by cute statues and a really nice woman. The nice woman told us we could not check in yet. It was about 11 am and we needed to wait until at least 2 pm.

So, we wandered around and had lunch. We still aren’t sure what Gabriel had. It was mislabeled as Quiche. It was some sort of ham and grilled cheese sandwich with more cheese fried on the outside. I was still having a few issues with nausea, so I just had strawberries. While we were wandering around, I admired the buildings. Even the fast food places are fancy.

I had my first taste of all the random Paris art that can be found everywhere. The artwork became one of my favorite things about walking around Paris while we were there.

After a few hours, we went back to our hotel and checked in. The rooms are very chic and adorable. Our window looked down into a small square. I had images of women who might have washed and dried their laundry in this square with children running and playing around them. Everything is so old that this could be a possibility of the area’s past.

The ceiling

The courtyard.

We pretty much crashed after getting our luggage into the room. We did wake up a few hours later to eat dinner at the little bistro at the end of our block, Le Comptoire de l’Europe. It became our favorite place to eat. I always ate almost everything that was served to me. It was one of the first places that had me actually enjoying food again.

We went back to sleep after dinner. We had some big adventures planned for the morning.

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