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All good things must come to an end
Jun. 6th, 2008 10:28 amUp bright and reasonably early this morning, and headed out to the Panthéon and from there to the Jardin du Luxembourg, which I think is still my favourite part of Paris. I think I took more photos today than the rest of my trip combined. There were ducklings. I may die of cute.There will be photos, I promise.
Had lunch at Les Racines (again delicious and egads!expensive), and from there walked a whole bunch, to la Tour St-Jacques, with a detour by St-Julien Le Pauvre (next door to a bar with a guillotine inside),across the Seine and past Notre-Dame, down (up?) rue de Rivoli and past Les Halles, all the way to l'Opéra. We took the bus back, but my feet are sore anyway. I like taking the bus in Paris during the day, as there aren't too many people aboard, which makes it possible to gaze out the window and watch the world flash by.
My plane is leaving much earlier than I thought it was, which means I must be at the airport at ohmygod o'clock tomorrow morning. That in turn means that my parisian escapades must come to an end right about now. We're going to spend a quiet evening in and around the apartment, I'm going to pack and go to bed at a reasonable hour, and that'll be the end of that.
I ought to be home by mid-afternoon tomorrow, when I will de-neglect the cats, putter around my apartment, and write up my trip in much greater detail than I already have, complete with photos. I am trying very hard not to think of work, and of all the projects and stuff that I left undone back at the RCMP when I left. Gah. No thinking of work until Monday.
Had lunch at Les Racines (again delicious and egads!expensive), and from there walked a whole bunch, to la Tour St-Jacques, with a detour by St-Julien Le Pauvre (next door to a bar with a guillotine inside),across the Seine and past Notre-Dame, down (up?) rue de Rivoli and past Les Halles, all the way to l'Opéra. We took the bus back, but my feet are sore anyway. I like taking the bus in Paris during the day, as there aren't too many people aboard, which makes it possible to gaze out the window and watch the world flash by.
My plane is leaving much earlier than I thought it was, which means I must be at the airport at ohmygod o'clock tomorrow morning. That in turn means that my parisian escapades must come to an end right about now. We're going to spend a quiet evening in and around the apartment, I'm going to pack and go to bed at a reasonable hour, and that'll be the end of that.
I ought to be home by mid-afternoon tomorrow, when I will de-neglect the cats, putter around my apartment, and write up my trip in much greater detail than I already have, complete with photos. I am trying very hard not to think of work, and of all the projects and stuff that I left undone back at the RCMP when I left. Gah. No thinking of work until Monday.
