Carolee came back with the news that her class had won again! The prize was a DVD for each student. On Wednesday, mid-afternoon, we packed off to the Gare du Nord, where we met the Eurostar from London and Carolee's friend, Marian, from the Court in LA. We walked from Place de la Bastille down the Rue du Faubourg Saint Antoine in order to show her the Paris street life. A dinner at home was prepared as Marian settled in.
|Liberation of Paris Commemoration at police building|
|Military salute, liberation day commemoration|
|Wreathes laid before WWI memorial|
|Mairie (City Hall) of 12th Arrondissement|
|Police Building decorated with Michelangelo's Slave|
They had another such ceremony to do and we followed along. This one was at a memorial to the first world war, and the ceremony was identical. They were surprised to see us again. The third stage of the event was hoisting glasses of champagne in the hall, the Salle des Outres Mers, at the nearby local city hall. We had hung back but were welcomed in. Before long we were chatting it up in fractured French and English with some aged veterans (Vietnam, it seems, not WWII). It didn't hurt to be Americans, given the history. The youngish police chief, clearly a skilled politician, complimented my French. We drifted out with the others and returned along the Promenade Plantee, where we got a good photo of the astonishing police building (photo, infra).
|Liberation Day ceremony at Hotel de Ville|
|Doctored do-not-enter sign on Ile Saint Louis|
Friday, Marian and Carolee went off to the Musee d'Orsay and followed this visit up with a long walk home. I stayed home with a game leg. Crepes and cider for dinner that evening. We made plans for a visit to Giverny the next day, although somewhat worried by a forecast of rain.
|Carolee by lily pond|
|Monet's house beyond arcaded path|
|The lily pond|
|Garden in heavy rain and wind|
|Sparkling garden after the rain had cleared|
Sunday Carolee's back was bothering her so we worked out a plan where I would deliver Marian to the Eiffel Tower, where she would go up but I would take an easy route home. We waited together in one of the long lines until I couldn't stick with her any more. We had taken the #69 bus, which was fairly empty on a Sunday morning, so Marian got glimpses of some of the best sights in Paris, in particular the Louvre Pyramid. Taking the same bus back, I got off near the Louvre and crossed over to the left bank for a pleasant stroll along the bank. Found a book by a good author at Shakespeare & Co. Marian arrived back in the early evening after some really impressive walking. After the tower visit she hiked up to the Trocadero for the view, then up Avenue Kleber to the Arc de Triomphe, down the Champs Elysee, along the river, through the Tuileries Garden, by the Pyramid and eventually found her way home without mishap.
|Grand Palais and Pont Alexandre III by night|
|Eiffel Tower from Pont Alexandre III|
|Montmartre, Lapin Agile|
|Montmartre, steep hill|
|Montmartre, steep steps|
|Near Sacre Coeur - Space Invaders|
|Marian, Sacre Coeur|
|St-Martin Canal lock to Seine|
Next morning, Tuesday, Carolee went with Marian back to the Gare du Nord for check-in to the Eurostar. I think we mostly rested that day. Marian made it back to London, no problem.