Was back in France again this year for holidays, took Sam
and Mark (who did a fabulous job being the architect on my house), and met
up with Russell Ferrier and Gonzalo from BsAs, Anton Scott (now living in London)
and many others, some old friends, some new. The pics tell the
day, cooooold as the clouds tell. Mark, Sam, Anton and Darren.
Louvre on the
left and a thousand wonderful things on the right. Still cold.
A couple of
really old things in this picture, but both are still functioning after all
best photo I took on the whole trip. I just loved the aspect of the
lights leading you into Les Invalides, the burial place of Emperor Napoleon
I. Still cold.
Invalides. It originally was a home for retired soldiers from the
tomb (minus his penis in fact, as it is supposed to be in a jar of
formaldehyde somewhere). Like the Lincoln Memorial, all his achievements
are listed on the walls surrounding the sarcophagus. Very inspiring in
fact, even if you read only a little French.
Chapelle, another inspiring building. Started by Louis IX as a
receptacle for a piece of the crown of thorns. This is just some of
the painting on the walls, including the fleur-de-lys of the Bourbon kings.
We stayed in
an hotel on the Place des Voges, this lovely area in the Marais. The
square was originally planned by Henry IV and was called the Place Royal,
but was never finished according to his plan. There are two main
buildings at either end, the Pavilion de la Roi, and the Pavilion de la
Reine. We stayed on the feminine side of town.
A self portrait
of Sam and I in front of the Opera Garnier, Victor Hugo's favourite drama
setting. This was just after a hectic splurge in the Christoffle
store, the silver market, and several expensive silver stores (that
thankfully were closed). We were so exhausted we had to stop in at a
little (actually it was huge) wine store, and snack on some dry Iberic ham which
of course doesn't taste anywhere near the way it should unless you wash it
down with a French Macon chardonnay............
OK, it was almost
warm by now but with a few vinos and beers for lunch, the temperature begins
not to matter. Actually this was how we spent most lunches.
Gonzalo, moi, Russell, Mark and Anton.
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