Premiere Classe Boissy-St-Leger
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Free parking
- Pets allowed
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All five of us walked via Pont Neuf and beside the Seine to Musee D'Orsay where we queued for an hour to get in, spent a very happy 1:30hrs seeing the wonderful sculptures and then the Impressionists and Van Gogh and Gaugin before baguette sandwiches beckoned. Further leisurely walking took us to the top of the Luxembourg Gardens for a ...
... bread and cheese. It was so relaxing just soaking up and sun, reading and doing nothing! Back to our place for a cuppa and a game of scrabble. Yes I did win but only just Steph2 is a bit of a gun player. Seemed like it was drinkies time so we shared a bottle of Chablis. Forgot to mention Tim had left for Beaujolais to put his wine together for the Beaujolais nouveau, so Steph was home alone. Didn't take much convincing for us ...
Well, here I am on the top floor of a double decker train. Coach One. Seat 91.... Single seat by the window. ( Lovely, Amanda... And they checked my tickets!) Up at 6.20 am, after hitting 'snooze' twice. Ran out of toilet paper. Quick trip down to the front desk. All sorted. ( Emily and I spotted an unattended maid's trolley outside our room a few days in. We grabbed... Well, I grabbed. Emily held the room door open for a fast getaway. I grabbed extra ...
... into another building that housed relief models of major French forts. The room was darkened, so I don't have any pictures, but the detail of the models was quiet phenomenal. Evan went around and planned how he would attack each fort. By this time we had had enough and so we left the Hotel and walked over to Le Bon Marche. It started to rain along the way and we were a bit soggy by the time we got to the French department store. We spent a bit ...
... And then... Back in the Latin Quarter finally, we decide to go to a little Tibetan restaurant that we remember fondly from the last trip. We plan only to have a couple of small dishes and proceed to tell the waiter what we want, in French while pointing at the menu items. He seems to pretend not to understand us. He then scowls at our order (not enough apparently!), rolls his eyes and walks away to ...