Paris - Day Five

Krista woke up this morning feeling a bit under the weather...I suspect it with the two plates of steak and frites she consumed last night, along with the bottle of wine that we shared.  So, we ended up not going to Chartres and staying in Paris instead.  Hardly a punishment!
We ran back to the Marais again this morning so that I could purchase a few pieces of silver from Argenterie de Turenne, where they sell silver by weight.   I bought a few spoons and forks, and, Bill, I found you an old Absinthe spoon.  It is a fun store, and I highly recommend it. I'm alway curious about the history of the pieces...who used them, when, and where.  I now have a bit of France to take home with me.

Krista found a messenger bag just down the street, which I know will be a hit when she returns to Portland. Again, the shop owner was so pleasant!  The Marais was full of interesting scenery this morning.

 I don't think this pup has missed too many meals...maybe none!

Here's the beautiful Brontibay store, where springtime colors are all the rage.

We finished up our Marais business, and next Metro'd to the Musee Rodin.  As we emerged from underground, it occurred to us both that we should eat lunch first. A cafe with tables and chairs in the sunshine materialized in the next block, so we took that as a good omen, and sat down.  The view of the Invalides couldn't be beat!



The sun and the good food almost put us into doze mode, but at the last minute, we stood up and shook ourselves back into reality, and went on to our next stop.

The Musee Rodin is one of my favorites.  This was Krista's first visit, and I think she now agrees with me.  Although there are impressive paintings here (Renoir, Monet and Van Gogh, for example), I focused my photography today on the sculptures and the grounds, including the interior of the stunning Hotel Biron.  Rodin rented a room here from 1908 until his death in 1917.  The Musee itself was created in 1916.

We walked most of the way back to our hotel, still thinking about the masterpieces we'd just had the privilege to admire.