Our Adventures in France

I prepared my yoghurt and coffee and sat on the lounge ready for my petit dejeuner with the Eiffel Tower, but as I drew back the blind I noticed she was gone. Low clouds were covering her this morning, It was very weird. She was still covered in cloud until after 10.30.

The movie "Midnight in Paris" inspired a visit to the Rodin Museum. I love that movie. A half hour walk was short enough. Security was tight and the air outside was quite cool so it was nice to be inside. In my humble opinion Rodin had so much more talent than Picasso. There was a display of his paintings and drawings but sculpting was his thing. He was also an art collector of sorts and he had a couple of his DaVinccis and Monets in the museum. The gardens were lovely.

Ian was starving, which seemed to be a reccurring theme in our days, especially when most things closed at midday. The Petit Palais was only half an hour away, it had a restaurant and a free museum so it was off to the Palace for lunch.

The art in the Petit Palais was interesting. Not big names that we two uncultured aussies knew about, but certainly in our interesting point of view, far superior to Picasso's art. (Sorry Pablo). Some of these painting were as large as the walls in our lounge room and looked three dimensional, almost life-like. So much talent. We did wonder where you would start on a

Karen Colley

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16 Apr 2020

Lunch at the Palace

September 27, 2017

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I prepared my yoghurt and coffee and sat on the lounge ready for my petit dejeuner with the Eiffel Tower, but as I drew back the blind I noticed she was gone. Low clouds were covering her this morning, It was very weird. She was still covered in cloud until after 10.30.

The movie "Midnight in Paris" inspired a visit to the Rodin Museum. I love that movie. A half hour walk was short enough. Security was tight and the air outside was quite cool so it was nice to be inside. In my humble opinion Rodin had so much more talent than Picasso. There was a display of his paintings and drawings but sculpting was his thing. He was also an art collector of sorts and he had a couple of his DaVinccis and Monets in the museum. The gardens were lovely.

Ian was starving, which seemed to be a reccurring theme in our days, especially when most things closed at midday. The Petit Palais was only half an hour away, it had a restaurant and a free museum so it was off to the Palace for lunch.

The art in the Petit Palais was interesting. Not big names that we two uncultured aussies knew about, but certainly in our interesting point of view, far superior to Picasso's art. (Sorry Pablo). Some of these painting were as large as the walls in our lounge room and looked three dimensional, almost life-like. So much talent. We did wonder where you would start on a

piece that large.

Our wander home took us past Les Invalides, Pont Alexandre 11 and we detoured into Rue Cler to buy some Asian Takeaway to heat up for dinner.

As if we hadn't done enough walking today we trodled off after dinner to the Eiffel Tower for Ian to take some twilight photos. OMG so glad we did. It turns out that tomorrow the Eiffel Tower is celebrating its 300 millionth visitor and tonight they were doing a brief practise for the light show. At 8.30 they turned the Eiffel Tower purple, my favourite colour. Again, Ian said he organised it. Haha.

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