Adagio Paris Bercy Village
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Sunday 7th September
Sam: A really fabulous day today in Paris. Woke up and lounged around for a bit – both Mitch and I planning to do some exercise before breakfast today, but took a little while to get motivated…..but am glad I finally did! Walked to nearby Luxembough gardens (via the Pantheon which is at the end of our street – approx. 50 m away!). Pantheon is one very impressive and stately ...
... the Louvre, but there were hundreds of them surrounding the Mona Lisa. Also, in Musee d’Orsay, there were very few in the Degas, or Toulouse LaTrec exhibits, but throngs around the Monet and Renoir paintings. Our take is that this isn’t likely to improve anytime soon, so as a tourist, you need to prepare yourself for it, and manage it as best you can (by timing trips during lower traffic periods for Chinese visitors — hint, summer is not one of those ...
... had her eye on a Mark Jacobs handbag. Tina just enjoyed taking it all in (it was a bit overwhelming). The store itself was so beautiful.
Dinner was Boeuf Bourguignon - delicious! Dessert was Mille Feuille - see the picture.
After dinner we went to the Eiffel Tower. Mrs. Rittler and Devon went midway. The rest went to the top. It was raining but it was a great evening! ...
We made it to Paris safe and sound after a 17 hour journey. We met a lovely girl from Hillsborough who was in our row on the plane from SFO to London, who of course knew many mutual friends. After a lovely lunch of Fish and Chips from Huxley's at Heathrow airport, it was a a quick flight thru a rainstorm to land in Paris, where ...
... of the farmland we were passing. I made an astute observation that French pylons look like sleeping owls, which Laura laughed at - but they totally do!. We started to travel through a really built up area and I wondered whether it was Paris. Laura assured me we were still some way north of the city - an hour away in fact - when the train came to a halt and the guy on the tannoy announced we'd arrived....guess who had forgotten about the time difference? ...