My draft post from yesterday was destroyed. Well, where to start. Time to get back on track.
The first day in France I got in late and was rushing to make it to my stay by the reservation. I hadn’t realized it at the time but Paris is a sprawling city absolutely huge and twisty, not like London. Getting around is a real feat made equally more difficult through the language barrier. Anyway, I made it to the 18th fine and enjoyed a late night meal at a cafe up the street, I had a burger and fries. I’ve found that the french seem to love american eating culture but they’ve grafted their palette onto it. Spices are all different and topping choice is different, but it’s all really good. I think my burger was rare with curry spice in it?
On the first day I visited the Musee D’Orsay, walked the Seine, and took a nap overlooking the Eiffel Tower on the Parc du Champ de Mars. I think London really wore me out and I had not come to realize that until I was in the slower wider space of Paris where people are slow and it seems everyone is relaxing at a cafe.
I was feeling a little more energized the next morning so I started off early. I made my way to a small market a few blocks from here and got a couisant and some sort of pastry from an outdoor bread market before climbing into the metro to make my way to Downtown.
I was determined to rent a bike after all the walking in London and now Paris so I figured out Velib, the bike share program here in a Paris and began my own Tour de Paris!
I saw a lot of sights on my bike tour visiting several Arrondissements. If I were to return to Paris I would try and visit alot of these museums, my plans didn’t follow that tradjectory and this city is far too much for a four day visit.
After my tour, I headed off to the Cinémathèque Française. A museum of Cinema history and theater. It’s amazing the pieces they were able to aquire in this small space. They have set pieces from the Lumiere Brothers and originals of Muybridge’s film/pictures. They have some modern too, Fritz Lang, Alfred Hitchcock, and Charley Chaplin. I also attended a retrospective of Fellini’s work while there.
At the end of my second day, I went to visit the catacombs but they had stopped letting people in two hours before the close. I had just missed it!
Going East 