Today was a day of independence. Lisa and I decided our priorities for the places we wanted to visit were slightly different and we decided to branch out on our own, and tackle Paris by our own resources. Those resources being some tattered museum maps. and a slight remembrance of places we have been. I refuse to carry the Rick Steves book around as I want to travel as light as possible and also not look too much like a tourist.
Lisa's adjenda was to go back to the musee d'Orsay, the Orangerie musee and the George Pompidou centre for the Arts, the Modern Art Museum. My adjenda was to mail some post cards, get some money from the atm, go to the Musee de Cluny, ride the hop on hop off bus and try to get to the George Pompidou centre to see the Modern Art collection on the 4th and 5th floor.
Today is Saturday October 9th. This is only a side bar thought. As I write down that date I know it is a familar date. And it has just come to me what happened on this date. This is strickly personal to my family. I wonder if my sister and brother who I hope is reading this blog remembers what happened on this date. Today is the day my Mother died, October 9, 1984. At the time of my wanderings around Paris on this date I am completely unaware and forgetful of this fact of what happened on this day 24 years ago. I am smiling as I write this, I miss her but it has been a long time and in sprit she is always with me. As I mentioned before my Mom said she read in a book once or heard somewhere that one should always visit Paris at least once in their life time. She did not make the trip but she is traveling with me in spirit and I know she would approve of my choices of places to visit and eat.
Back to the trip. This is Lisa's second to the last day of her trip and the last day of our museum pass. We have to start
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