We headed out to see the Orsay at about noon. Finally confident in the metro system, we used up the last of our tickets from the carnets I bought. My father decided to 'take the day off' and he stayed in the apartment. I suppose if you have a tendency to hang out in your spot, an apartment may be a good idea.
We arrived at the stop and proceeded to follow the signs to the Museum, which pretty much took us in a circle. We saw Renoir, Degas, and all those impressionist folks. My mother enjoyed it, and Victoria tried to enjoy it. This musuem has a lot of areas to sit and admire the paintings. We spent several hours in the museum until fatigue took over. We arrived back at the apartment at 5pm and we packed for the next day. I weighed the luggage and struggled to achieve the balance I had when we arrived. This next flight we have has a 44 pound per person allowance.
Last night in the apartment and we ate what was there. I had prosciutto of course. It was delicious with cheese (I've had so many types of cheese, I don't remember any of the names) on French bread.
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A bittersweet day, I'm sure. More fun to come, though.
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