Monday, June 9, 2014

Beth ne Paris

Vicki's brother Bob and his wife Beth were with us for more than a week. On Thursday and Friday, Beth and Vicki undertook a whirl-wind Paris Card tour of the place, visiting the Louvre, the Orangerie, the D'Orsay, Versailles, St.-Chapelle, and other assorted sights. Below are just a few of the pix Vicki took these two days. Bob--"seen one palace/museum/cathedral/etc., seen them all"--and I stayed a bit closer to home, chronicled in an earlier post.
Another ugly, pointy thing















Nicely framed though




















Beth in the hall du pique-poches















La Seine















In Saint-Chapelle















Christian massacre du jour















Outside Versailles















Music room, somewhere on the grounds















Lemon was the new lime















In the chapel




















Nice place, despite the pointy things
















Paris la nuit

Nobody does illumination better, nor more, than the French. On her last night here, I took Stacey out to see some of the illuminations. I'm sure I'll be adding to this collection over the next 7 weeks.
We took the Metro out to Trocadero, then walked under and
beyond the big ugly pointy thing, along the Champ du Mars,
over past Napoleon's tomb, then Metro'd again to Chatelet,
looking at the Ile du Cite, then taking the bus from there back
to the apartment

























Napoleon's Tomb; too early for the lights to come on or,
perhaps, like the San Antonio Spurs, they didn't pay the
electricity bill last month






















Twinkling and sparkling




















My personal favorite, among illuminated pointy things, is
the Tower of St. Jacques, St. Jacques of the (wealthy, Les Halles)
Butchers; all that remains of a 16th century Flamboyant, a
notable departure point for pilgrims marching off to Santiago
de Compostuela in Spain (otherwise known in this blog as St.
Jimmie of the Compost-pile); this one tower is all that remains
from the Revolution...




























Thus, again




















Hotel de Ville















And Notre-Dame; FWIW, there were merely hundreds of people
here; thousands out at the Trocadero

Thursday, June 5, 2014

Le marche d'Aligre

Thursdsay, while Vicki and Beth did the Louvre, Bob and I walked over to the marche d'Aligre, said by some to be Paris' favorite market. I was not so impressed. Bob was game to keep going, so we then walked on to the Bastille Market, did it twice (stimulating the local economy), then, after resting in a cafe, walked on to the Quai de la Rapee, then the Pont d'Austerlitz, and then back via Avenue Ledru Rollin to Rue de Charonne and our apartment. 13,000 steps, much of it new to me and fun for all.
In this amazing sequence, a delivery is made to the boucher
that is, the personne qui abat certains animaux pour leur 
viande





















Thus




















And thus




















And thus




















Flowers at marche d'Aligre















Ditto















At marche d'Aligre















Biggest artichokes ever, so far















Porte de Arsenal, a marina where the St. Martin canal comes into the Seine















Ile St. Louis and Notre Dame de Paris, just a few hundred meters down
the river

Shopping avec Bob et Beth

Tuesday we visited the Opera district, again, Printemps and Galeries Lafayette and more, for Bob and Beth to see.
A plus size store on Blvd. Haussman















I really like this place; aesthetically















Bob and Beth on the roof of Galeries Lafayette















Fashion




















Don't laugh




















Nice chandelier at GL




















Child's tea set; OK, it's sort of an up-scale place















Down the road a bit, at Printemps, the Laduree shoppe; finest macaroons in Paris,
we were told; must be an acquired taste...

















Way down the road, and across the river, at the shrine of St. Catherine
Laboure; perhaps we were doing penance for spending so much time
at Galaries Lafayette

Monday, June 2, 2014

L'église de Saint Sulpice, du Jardin du Luxembourg et le musée de Cluny (continuer)

The Archbishop of Paris made for an unusually long
mass (so we were told)





















So anyhow, after a nice lunch at The Clown, a Bretonne creperie nearby, we
walked to the Cluny Museum, where we spent the rest of the day; above, a
stained glass of the resurrection from the Saint Chapelle, literally a leftover
part from a recent renovation and cleaning; previous blog post on the Cluny,
from 2009, is at http://roadeveron.blogspot.fr/2009/08/cluny.html



















Heads of the kings of Judah, from Notre-Dame de Paris, lopped off in the
Revolution, found buried in someone's yard only in the 1970s; some tour
guides says the Revolutionaries thought these were statues of the kings of
France, and thus defaced them; I doubt that, since they despised the Church
every bit as much as the monarchy

















A smiling angel, like at Reims















One of the world's great tapestries















The Kiss; also some reconstructive ear surgery
















Note how the robe folds are both sculptured and painted





















I'll drink to that: a tapestry on the making of wine















Related theme on the misericord















Nice place, the Cluny; not pictured are the Roman stuff atop which the abbey
was later built












L'église de Saint Sulpice, du Jardin du Luxembourg et le musée de Cluny

Our Sunday needed an opportunity to attend mass, for our new guests, Bob and Beth, so Vicki put together an itinerary that included the church of St. Sulpice, and its great organ, the Luxembourg Gardens, the Cluny Museum, and assorted other Left Bank sights. (More on St. Sulpice, from 2012, is at http://roadeveron.blogspot.fr/2012_06_01_archive.html.)
The great organ at St. Sulpice; Widor's organ, during his 63 year tenure at
St. Sulpice, the greatest of symphonic organs















Touristed to death...no more visits to the organ loft during concerts and
"auditions"; but then I agree with Wagner, that watching musicians play
really detracts from the music; thus the entire orchestra at Bayreuth is
submerged beneath the stage...but I digress




















So while Bob and Beth attended the mass, Vicki and I walked around a bit in
the area...passing first a wall reciting Arthur Rimbaud's Le bateau ivre

















Thus; a famous poem by an infamous poet; demonstrates, some say, that poetry
can express things that prose cannot















Then on into Luxembourg Gardens, which, by 11 in the morning was in fullest
swing; here one of several Tai Chai classes practices zombie-walking

















Ann of Austria looks on as others practice with their sticks; memories of the
Peoples' Park in Shanghai...
















Other than general sight-seeing, our visit to the Gardens was a reconnaissance
for Penelope's visit in July 
















Thus















Medici Fountain...Maria Medici















Odeon















University Rene Descartes...GO CARTESIANS!!!















Muralists doing their thing (shame on you, Ben and Jerry)















Obviously we're in the nicer neighborhoods