Best Western Hotel Les Beaux Arts
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... talk to the dude at the front desk. He fills me in...see its the first day of school. So they shut everything....all museums are closed....****....another dude was behind me in bike gear and he summed it up with his comment....well that's a wasted trip now isn't it. .....I kind of nodded...frig. Ah well. Time to make lemons outta lemonade.
I hopped on the bike and figured I would drive around a bit.....maybe things were open...denial is a bizarre ...
... of the bridge who controlled the river traffic during the 18th century, Saint Jacques church (13-18th century) where Joan of Arc come to pray there in 1430 on the morning of her capture and the Saint Pierre desminimes church 12th century. Resting and doing much needed washing!! Struggling to upload photos. Please go to my Facebook Marlene Maree ...
... we get on the first class car...like we don't belong or something. I guess it could be our hobo-ish clothes. I just like to watch these people as the ticket man comes around and doesn't tell us to leave because our tickets are just fine for first class. Ha.
The wind was blowing pretty hard in the small town just Northeast of Paris. Fortunately though the sun was out for most of our time there. Our first mission was to get some croissants for breakfast. ...
... odd as the race should be finishing around 4pm, Paris time. However, little did we know that it was the first twilight finish of the Tour - a 9pm finish! Made for a bloody long day, but the atmosphere was worth it! The following day began was an adventure to the Lourve, which was extremely busy due to all museums except it being closed on a Monday! We only saw a small amount as it was huge! Saw the Mona Lisa, definitely not as amazing as some of the other art ...
... key and opened the door to his room! I wanted to leave and go to the next town (only a short distance from here) to get a hotel room with a private bath, but Ed suggested that we just settle in since it was already late. I reluctantly relented. I will jump ahead a little here to explain to you that as it turned out, everything was just fine -- the man never did use the shared bathroom until after breakfast the following morning, when we were leaving. He seemed like a real sweet man ...