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Report 926: My Dream Trip To Italy and France
By BGE from Fox Creek, Alberta, Canada, Spring 2005
Page 33 of 38: The Museum of the Middle Ages
Miracles exist, honestly they do...
Another beautiful day in Paris. After a lovely, long sleep, and a most delicious breakfast, I meet everyone for a full day of walking, looking, eating, drinking, museum-ing...
We walk to the Museum of the Middle Ages, along streets covered over with chestnut trees lacing their boughs together over our heads.
Passing a fountain, I notice the gargoyle on the top of the fountain looks like he's hurling into the base of the fountain! Sorta like, "Aieeeee! I had way too much to drink here. 'Scuse me, guys..."
Blocks and blocks of walking, passing elegant architecture, loosely landscaped gardens, sidewalk cafes serving cafe` cremes and tarte tatin by the slice... this is so nice!
When we were trip-planning, we had considered staying in Hotel Marignan on rue du Sommerard. We are in the neighbourhood, so we stop by and ask for a small tour. The desk clerk shows us through the kitchen area and tells us a little about the hotel. The rates are really reasonable and it appears to be clean and well-cared-for. It's a little out of the way but nice, just the same.
Finally, we arrive at the museum. Inside, my most favorite part is the stained glass windows preserved from the early days of the churches in France. Some are gorgeous, and one is gory! It shows this guy, with a stick in his hand and he's busily gouging out another guy’s eye! EEEEEEWWWW!
I'm still feeling pretty tired for the past week, so I spend the last bit of time sitting outside the main entrance, on a stone wall... people-watching.
Afterwards, we wander along the Seine, crossing over to Ile de Cite. On the bridge, a busker is performing and he tells me to hold a little red umbrella and stand “…right there, Madame!” I do, and he runs through a 15 minute show, ending to applause from the audience.
I am still holding the red umbrella.
The guy comes over after the show ends, takes it from me and whispers, “Excuse me, Madame! I forgot you were part of this! Excuse me, s’il vous plait?”
That's my 15 minutes of fame?
We window-shop our way through the streets in front of, and behind, Notre Dame. This cathedral is magnificent and I wish for more time to see it better. That will have to wait for my next trip, I think.
Walking along the Seine, past the street artists and their paintings, seeing the Bateaux Mouches in the river only makes me more certain that there will be another trip. This one will be longer than a week, I’m sure.
It has been a long day and a more-than-long week for me.
I’m ready for a cup of tea and my ’jammies. I say good night to everyone and take a taxi home.
Best Things Today:
~ feeling better + cooler weather = no migraines
~ a nothing kind of day that was really something!
~ the century-old stained glass windows in the museum
~ being a part of the everyday street scenes of this lovely city... walking along, stopping for a glass of rosé and a salad, followed by my ever-present tarte tatin
Worst Things Today: ~ nope, none at all, thank you very much!
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