All in Architecture
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I thought Spring vacation season was over with, but I was wrong, very wrong. Packs of 8th graders were everywhere. They do not make room for other pedestrians. Ten abreast, they just push forward.
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It is impossible to spend 10 days in Paris traipsing through museums and not have some of the Impressionist works rub off on you. Or as Kaiman Wong says, "Bokeh."
Time to pack.
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Well, on our tenth day in Paris, Evelyn was difficult to roust from bed, but I eventually got her out the door. We climbed Notre Dame. Despite telling her that I did not need another photograph with her in it, she insisted on posing.
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The priority of the restaurant we ate this evening gave us a table that seats five. I asked why. She told me the restaurant would be empty tonight: Parisians don't like it when it is wet and cold. It had just started to drizzle, and when the sun goes down, the temperature really drops. Fortunately, a number of diners came in while we were eating, but the place was not packed. As we headed back to the Marais, the streets were noticeably empty unlike every other
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Landscapes have been difficult this week--grey skies and limestone buildings do not make for great photographs. Unlike summertime, there is about 10 minutes to play with the dusk sky. It had just started to rain when this photograph was made. A straight-up shot of the Seine, with the banks of the Île Saint-Louis visible. We were standing on the Pont Lois-Philippe.
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Today I concentrated my efforts in one quarter of the cemetery for 3.5 hours. Never made it to Oscar Wilde's or Edith Piaf's monuments. Nor was able to help a nice lady find Chopin's grave. I did run into Collette. I also ran into one of the victims of the terrorist attack last year November at the Bataclan.
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Not much to say about this photograph. We were in the 16th Arrondissement, visiting Musée Marmottan Monet, which holds the largest collection of Monet paintings in the world, thanks in large part to Monet's last surviving son, who donated the paintings to the museum.
