A One Way Ticket To Paris, Please – Day 7

This morning we would be heading to my absolute favorite museum
in Paris, The Musee D’Orsay. A converted train station, opened in 1983
to house art from 1848-1914, which holds a grand collection of the Impressionism art of Manet, Monet, Renoir, Degas, Van Gogh, Cezanne.

After purchasing our tickets, we immediately headed to the top floor
to view the Impressionist art, before the crowds got to heavy.


The grand clock on the first floor of the Museum.


The Cafe des Hauteurs on the top floor serves good food at reasonable
prices. This is usually where I have a nice lunch breaking up my
visit to the museum.


A gorgeous turn-of-the-20th-century restaurant on the middle level,
Musee D’Orsay, that is stunning. I have never had the pleasure of a
lunch here, but promised myself that the next visit I will splurge and have
a meal in this stunning restaurant.

After spending a great part of the day in the Orsay, we decided to walk
back towards our hotel and just take in the sights and sounds of this


On St. Germaine street there were markets set up selling everything
from olives from Provence, to delightful pastries, jewelry, leather goods
and candles.



Fontaine Saint-Michel, Place Saint-Michel, Paris, constructed in 1858-1860
during the French Second Empire by architect Gabriel Davioud.
It’s a very congested and crowded square. It’s a great meeting place
for locals and tour groups.

Mimes are often seen on Paris streets performing for those walking by.
They rely on tips by performing as statues for the tourist. I will say
some are quite interesting and good.


Parisian’s love their books. The 5th arrondissement has a lot of these
book stores scattered throughout, due to the student population of the
Sorbonne being right down the street.

The Metro at St. Michel.

After hours of walking the streets of Paris on our 7th day, we were
exhausted and I will say my ankles were screaming for help, but Paris
has a way of erasing anything the least bit negative and keeps you wanting
more. But my body was aching and tomorrow was another day, so off
to our wonderful little hotel, where a good nights sleep would be so

More tales and photos of Paris to come – Au revoir.


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