Well, there really is no place better than Paris at Christmas time. Exactly 6 years ago, on the same weekend, my loveliest Gillybum and I were there. And it was just as grand this time around!
It snowed the first morning we woke up there, and we went outside to a dreamy wonderland. Snow makes every city look enchanting, but it especially does the trick for Paris.
Also, our B&B was booked too full, so our dear host Domingo sent us to his friend's place - which ended up being a private apartment decorated in with tons of antiques and paintings (apparently a famous French painter lives there in the summer). And I got to practice my Spanish with our new host, Gerardo.
Old favorites:
The Eiffel Tower
Notre Dame
Musee d'Orsay
Sacre Coure (we got in just in time for late night Mass!)
New favorites:
Musee l'Orangerie (full of Monet's huge water lilies and tons of Impressionist works)
Musee l'Armee (well, Dougbee's new favorite, at least)
the Ferris Wheel @ the end of the Champs d'Elysees
New and delicious foods were eaten. We had enough duck to last us a while, in pate, grilled and roasted form. And wonderful plates of potatoes, cream sauces, steak and frites.
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