Paris: Day 4, Part Deux

We found a neighborhood restauraunt that served Italian food, and Holly had some lasagna that she said was excellent.  I ordered a ham and mozzarella pannini sandwich, which was pretty good, but the fries that came with it were much better.

We then walked over to the dock near the Eiffel Tower, and presented our 25% off coupons for a Seine river boat ride.  The boat holds hundreds of passengers, but we found seats on the starboard side and the boat got underway just after dark.

There are a lot of options for river boat cruises, and I think we chose the most crowded one, but we enjoyed it anyway.  Paris at night is gorgeous, and it was a calm clear night to see the city.  The tour took about an hour, and we both agreed it was one of the high points of our trip so far.

After we were dropped off back at the Eiffel Tower, Holly bought a crepe and I got an ice cream cone, and we strolled south as we ate them.  Holly had figured out that the Eiffel Tower sparkles at the top of every hour for 10 minutes, so we sat and waited for the 11:00 show, before turning in for the night.

Paris: Day Four

I woke up this morning with what is euphemistically known as "traveler's stomach". I must have gotten a bad "jambon et frommage sandwich" somewhere along the way, or maybe it was that entire tube of potato chips I snacked on last night... the salt tasted so good after marching through the hot Louvre all day.  As I waited for the pills we brought along for just such an occasion to take effect, Holly made the daily trip to the patisserie for croissants and orange juice.  By the time she returned, I had recovered and showered, and we ate breakfast before setting off for the RER station.

We caught a train to Notre Dame, where Mass was underway as we arrived.  Not being Catholic, we stuck to the "Visite" entrance, and wandered around the periphery of the cathedral until the priest finished services, at which point we were free to wander in the middle.  Notre Dame is pretty neat, Gothic architecture isn't really my thing, but it's still impressive, and also not sacred enough to prevent the church from making a quick Euro selling trinkets inside it.

After touring the inside, we found the line outside to visit the top of Notre Dame.  Though our pass would get us in for free, we decided that the 20-30 minute queue to hike up the 400+ stairs to the top was more effort than we were interested in investing in yet another view of Paris from above, so we left Notre Dame behind us and turned South to the Latin Quarter.

Let me just say that I love the Latin Quarter, today was our first day there, and if I ever come back to Paris, it's where I'll want to go again.  There are many interesting shops, gardens, people, and landmarks to see, and it's not overtly touristy once you get a few blocks south of the Notre Dame.

While walking through one of the gardens, Holly spotted some teenagers with a McDonald's sack, but I managed to drag her into a pizza & sandwich shop instead.  There was a pretty good crowd of locals in the shop, and no tourists, so I figured it should be good and/or cheap, and i was right on both counts.  Holly had a square of thick-crusted pepper, mushroom, and cheese pizza, and I had a combo deal they had for a square of pepperoni, tomato, red & green pepper thick-crust pizza, plus a dessert (I took a donut) and a can of Pepsi.  Normal price for this can of Pepsi was 2 Euros, the meal with desert and a slice of pizza was around 7 Euros total, I believe.  We split the Pepsi and the donut, but the pizza was too good to share.  It was quite different from American pizza, far less sauce, less fatty cheese, and much better crust.  I don't know why the French can bake so much better than Americans can, but they do.  Holly said that it was the best "native" food she'd had since arriving in France, meaning "other than McDonald's", I believe.

After lunch, we wandered through the Luxembourg Gardens (which are not in Luxembourg), and Holly prevented me from walking on the grass, which I nearly did.  Paris is so densely populated that you can't actually walk on grass anywhere apart from a portion of the Champs du Mars that's far-removed from the Eiffel Tower.  The rest of it is just for decoration, I guess.  Or maybe they don't want the ever-present Parisian dogs to spoil it with their leavings.

I bought an ice cream treat as wel left the gardens, and wandered some more through the Latin Quarter before consulting our map to find the route to the Pantheon. The interior of the Pantheon is pretty impressive, and it was fairly uncrowded.  The most interesting part of the Pantheon, however, is the crypt, where many French heroes are entombed.  We saw the graves of Marie Curie, Victor Hugo, Voltaire, Louis Braille, Rousseau, and Alexander Dumas.  Joseph Louis Lagrange is also buried there, and Holly gave me the "You are SUCH a geek!" look as I prattled on about Lagrange points, and why they're cool.

After I finished my impromptu lecture on the mechanics of satellite orbits and proposed homes for space stations, we hiked a few blocks to the Cardinal Lemoine metro station, where we planned a convoluted route to take us to the tropical aquarium on the eastern side of Paris.  It took two transfers, and a little head-scratching, but we emerged at Porte Doree, right next to a McDonald's, which Holly drug me inside after a Coke (2.25 Euros for a large, for those keeping score at home). A large Coke in a McDonald's here is roughly the same as a medium in the US, and they don't have anything larger. I doubt there's a 48 oz. beverage (equivalent) anywhere in the country, as they don't live on the stuff like we do. I wonder what the French think of the Big Gulps at the average 7-Eleven in the US, those 64 oz. cups they sell in the Western US must seem ridiculous.

After chugging our Cokes, we walked a couple blocks east to the tropical aquarium.  This really wasn't high on our to-see list in Paris, but it was included in our museum pass, and I wanted to see if the French fish wore berets (they don't).

The aquarium is in a building that's undergoing heavy construction to become some other type of museum, and it was practically deserted, other than two groups of 4 year olds who were leaving as we arrived.  It's not very big, so don't plan on spending more than 45 minutes here or so if you go, but it was relaxing and a nice change of pace after looking at art for the last two days.

After the aquarium, we made one quick transfer, and then rode almost the entire length of the number 6 metro route to come back to the Bir-Hakeim stop by our hotel, where we've now paused for a brief rest before we try to find something for dinner, and then embark on an evening cruise along the river Seine.

Paris: Day Three

Today was Louvre day.  We knew that it was big, so we set aside an entire day in our schedule to devote to seeing it.  We haven't fully adapted to the time change yet, so we slept a bit late, and I ran down to the Patisserie to get some Croissants for breakfast while Holly got ready to go out.

I got a few croissants from the Patisserie, and a small carton of orange juice from the convenience store next door, and brought them back to our hotel, where we wolfed them down before setting out for the Metro stop.

Seth's Paris Travel Tip #6: Make sure you get yourself a Visite pass for your visit to Paris, it lets you ride the RER trains, the Metro subway, and the bus system all you want for the period of time that your pass covers.  There are different zones that you can cover with your pass, and we chose not to cover all of them, which is why we had to purchase our initial train ticket into Paris, but we've been using our pass ever since.  The pass is a little paper ticket with a magnetic strip that you feed into a machine that uncermoniously spits it back out at you as you go through the turnstile.  It works well enough, but the ergonomics of their turnstiles could use some work, they have installed gates on the back side to thwart turnstile jumpers (like Holly) and you have to shove your way through them after immediately crossing the turnstile and simultaneously retrieving your pass.  You have to also be aware that the spring-loaded gate may be on the rebound from the previous passenger, and you don't want to catch it in the teeth as you're looking to grab your ticket.

One bad thing about our hotel is that it really isn't on the main line of the Metro with any of the other tourist attractions, but, transferring is so easy, this is a very minor concern.  The Metro lines are all numbered, so we just had to transfer from the 6 Line to the 1 Line at the Charles De Gaulle - Etoile station, which is back at the Arc D'Triumphe in the heart of Paris.

The Louvre metro station has an exit that deposits you right into the basement of the museum, where we passed through security and into the area under the big glass pyramid.  This is another place where having that museum pass comes in handy, as there was an extremely long queue at the automated ticket machines, which we completely bypassed as we waved our passes at the ticket control desks.

We stopped in to the post office in the basement to buy some stamps for postcards home, though the helpful clerk actually sold us some pre-stamped enveoples to put the postcards in, as they're cheaper and faster to mail that way.  I also used their ATM to augment my Euro supply, though I still had plenty left, I'm not sure how much I'll need this weekend when we visit Normandy, and cash machines will be harder to come by there.

The Louvre is really too big to see in a day, if you want to see everything.  Sure, you could physically walk by everything in one day, barely, but you wouldn't see anything, and Louvre Fatigue would set in long before you actually did it.

Fortunately, we excluded much of the museum because Holly doesn't care for much art from the 16th-19th Centuries, which is fine by me, as really, I can only take so many portraits of the Virgin Mary.  So, we decided rather quickly to concentrate on the ancient portions of the Louvre for our visit, though we did start by heading towards the Mona Lisa and the rest of the fancy French paintings.

The room containing the Mona Lisa was filled with several hundred people, who all get a few seconds in front of it, then have to move along their way.  We didn't even enter the queue, because we got a pretty good look at it from the side, and you have to stand 15 feet back from the painting, which is kept sealed in a protective glass enclosure, so I don't really know how seeing it in person is so much better than having unrestricted access to a good photograph or copy of it.  So, we saw enough to say we did it.

I have to say, that I really enjoyed the Musee D'Orsay more than the Louvre on a purely physical basis, it was far less crowded, it wasn't as stuffy and warm, and it is of a manageable size for my art attention span.

After the Mona Lisa, we saw several more famous works of French art, like the Wrath of the Medusa.  We then found our way to the Pre-Classical Greek section, and spent the next 5 hours viewing ancient Etruscan, Greek, Assyrian, Roman, Egyptian, and Mesopotamian artifacts and works of art.

Somewhere around 2:00 we noticed that we were really hungry, and after 20 minutes of searching, we managed to find our way back to the center of the Louvre where the cafeteria is.  Holly tenatively ordered something that was sort of like french toast, with a lot of cheese, and some ham in it.  She at least found it to be partially edible, only scraping off about 15% of the dish to the side of her plate.  I ordered a sandwich that was labeled "sasusage and butter", which was an extremely chewy baguette topped with salami and butter.  It was decent, though the amount of chewing involved probably made it a net caloric loss.  For those of you keeping track, the half-liter bottle of Coke we shared was 3 Euros.

After our lunch, we saw the rest of the ancient exhibits, as well as a few more modern ones trying to find our way out.  The highpoint of the museum for Holly was the Winged Victory sculpture, which she says is her favorite piece of sculpture in the world.  The highlight for me was finding the exit, as the Louvre is extermely large and hard to navigate.  They provide you with maps when you enter, but the maps represent the museum as a few different floors, but in reality the floors are not on the same plane the way they appear to be on the map.  There are dozens of staircases up and down to sub-levels, half-levels, and the maps don't reflect any of this.  Also the floors have confusing names, there are several ground floors, for instance.  Getting around is really rather frustrating, though if you're just looking to see the most famous works, there are simple signs pointing the way to the Mona Lisa, the Venus de Milo, and the rest of the iconic works on display.

We exited the museum through the big glass pyramid as it started to sprinkle, and snapped some photos outside before making our way to the Tulleries metro stop around 5:00 p.m.  After getting back to the Eiffel Tower district, I picked a different route back to our hotel (despite Holly's protests on behalf of her feet) and we found a larger grocery store than the convenience store on our street.  Prices were much better in this store, as was the selection, and we loaded up on beverages to keep in our room.  We swung by the Patisserie again, and I bought a ham and cheese sandwich to have for supper, along with some Pringles-style potato chips I bought at the grocery store.  Holly had a banana, and a croissant leftover from breakfast, before she took a long soak in the bath tub and crashed for a nap.

I gave my aching legs a break, and watched a couple of DVDs that I ripped to my laptop before leaving home.  With the rainy weather outside, and our aching legs inside, we decided to spend the evening resting from our last two days of walking.