In some ways it feels like we’ve been in France for a year and yet somehow it doesn’t seem possible that 5 and a half weeks have flown by so quickly.
We had another wonderful day today. We took the Metro to the Musee D’Orsay. The route was extremely complicated and so many people came to our aid. One fellow didn’t really know, but tried really hard before admitting he didn’t know. He scurried away and then, after we got help from another kind soul, he appeared again, having come back to find us after figuring it out.
We got into the museum easily, with barely a line up. It is so very exciting for me to see the originals of prints I’ve known throughout my life. Lots of Van Gogh’s including “starry night” and his famed self portrait…then so many impressionist paintings, Monet, Manet, Passar, Renoir etc. Then all of the neo-impressionists. We didn’t complete the entire museum because we want a reason to return one day. Actually, I’ve hurt my knee and walking was a bit challenging today.
We had lunch across the street from the museum and then took a taxi to the Rodin museum. We were thrilled to see “The Thinker” and the “Gates of Hell” in the garden of the Rodin.
It was a beautiful day today, sunny and crisp and I so wanted to walk taking in the last day of the sites and scents of Paris, but we didn’t get very far because of my darn knee. We ended up taking another taxi to our hotel.
Tonight it’s packing and organizing as tomorrow we bid a very fond adieu to a wonderful city and a very exciting and interesting country.
Some of my observations are as follows:
- Everyone in Paris smokes. There are tobacco shops everywhere. We were very tempted a couple of times but we resisted. We remain “reformed.”
- Parisiens, despite their reputation, proved to us to be kind, polite, helpful and darling people.
- Life in France is very, very expensive.
- Despite its size, France is as varied in landscape as places like the U.S. or Canada.
- France is steeped in history.
- Paris, like Toronto and other big cities has become a melting pot/mosaic of nations. Somalians, and Asians and Arabs make this their city and France their country.
We have loved this adventure. But it is true. There IS no place like home. Travelling is a joy. Returning home is exquisite.
Au Revoir, France.