Kari and Shelly waiting for our Toulouse to Paris flight.
Later that night, poor Kari was dead asleep by 8 p.m. It's not easy being an art teacher. After the trials of getting to France, then Durfort by rental car, shepherding us all around to sightsee and then teaching for a week, she was beyond exhausted. She was talking to us one minute, laid her head down on the pillow and was gone!
Here's the Office de Tourisme at L'Orangerie that we got to know pretty well. We got our museum passes and transportation passes for the next 3 days. What a deal! We could go to any museum and go in without waiting in line for a ticket or we could take the subway, bus or train anywhere in the area. They even helped us locate someone for a charter trip later.
Here's Shelly waiting in the hotel foyer. We never could quite 'get' the painted bamboo poles. They didn't seem to fit the hotel's decor.
On to the train for Paris.
We head to the Musee D'Orsay. It was fabulous!!
I loved the glass awnings over the door.
Live music on a Friday night. They were good.
I made it! Seeing the Eiffel Tower again (I was 16 last time) was one of the things I wanted to do in Paris.
You always hear about English roses and indeed they are wonderful, but France was ablaze with them everywhere.
There were some good photo opportunities that day.
Of course, we had to get a crepe while there. The scenery wasn't too bad either. :)
I enjoyed the signs in the subways and around the city. Until tomorrow.