PARIS: One Big Museum

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PARIS: One Big Museum

Leaving Paris was painful. Literally. We broke our record for steps in one day!  Our new personal best is 22,231. We crammed everything else we wanted to do into that final day.

Rochelle, our friend living in Paris, quotes her father-in-law as saying “Paris is one big museum.”  So true–whether you’re in a museum or on the streets.

Some of our best memories were on side streets. Kyle would ask “main Street or side street?” And undoubtedly we’d answer sidestreet. There was so much to discover.

Should we begin with the food?   We have seen giant meringues as big as loaves of bread, and loaves of bread as big as my thighs!  We’ve compared and contrasted macarons from the best patisseries. We’ve indulged in the hot chocolate at Deux Magots, which is as thick as melted chocolate bars. We discovered a shop featuring edible male genitalia (which made sense when we realized the name of the shop is the “Gay Patisserie”). And we looked the entire week for the chocolatier where we purchased chocolate covered speculos–they were so good it infuriated us!  The streets of Paris are museums of culinary delights.

We discovered unique and varied retail stores and workshops. One store had walls of men’s dress shirts out of unique, colorful fabric–maps, doughnuts, stethoscopes (tempting for Kyle).  We passed jewelers with unbelievably gaudy jewelry and even a workshop where they were making and embellishing pianos.

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The D’Orsay foyer

So our last day was a careful balance between the museums on the streets of Paris and the actual museums.  We had a lovely walk to see the elevated gardens, and ate perfectly roasted chicken and scalloped potatoes from a charcouterie on the way.  We went to the D’Orsay Museum to see the famous impressionist artists. And we had to fit in another visit to the Louvre (Jasmine had missed the exhibits that are recreations of Napolean’s apartment and Marie Antoinette’s apartment).

Napoleans apartment at the Louvre

Napoleans apartment at the Louvre

We finished with a Lebanese meal, which was delicious. Then we heightened our step count searching in vain for chocolate covered speculos. If you ever find them, please purchase a crate of them for me!
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Rhonda Sarantis

Rhonda Sarantis

"She's crazy and loud but she loves you!" That's what they tell my infant granddaughter to prepare her for my visit, so I thought it would be a great way to prepare you. And while I may not always be crazy or loud, one thing is always true: I LOVE people. That's at the heart of my passion for travel. I love getting to know people from different cultures who speak different languages, eat different food, have different ideas and opinions. I'm endlessly curious and make a point of reading about the countries I visit. Instead of saying "that's not how WE do it," I enjoy identifying strengths in diverse cultures, and learning about their way of life. I LOVE road trips! I have great memories of monthlong vacations growing up. Dad always had a van--before they were popular--and invited anybody who wanted to join us. My road trips within the United States will be featured in "The Lower Case Travelogs." Be sure to buckle your seat belt. I execute illegal u-turns if a bakery or estate sale is spotted!

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2 Comments

  • Jameson

    You need to become Rick Steves! You should try to get PBS to pay for your Alphabet Travel Log! I would definitely watch your show!

    October 18, 2016 at 3:35 pm
    • Rhonda Sarantis
      Rhonda Sarantis

      Jameson! That’s the nicest thing to say! I’ll hire you to market me. 😜

      October 18, 2016 at 4:32 pm
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