After some last-minute rerouting of flights, we made it to Paris on Wednesday --
-- minus one suitcase containing all of Scott's clothes. We waited one day, then spent most of Thursday shopping for replacements for his suit, ties, shirts and slacks.
Mallory and Paul arrived on Thursday. Before they came we visted the
Musee Marmottan, which has the largest collection of Monet's paintings anywhere in the world. Scott enjoyed the water lilies but I liked a view of Big Ben and the Thames in the fog.
Mallory arrived at our apartment at 18 rue de Grenelle at about 1:45 p.m. We all took off for the
Orangerie to see more of Monet's water lilies (or as they say in french "les nympheas").
We walked around the Tuileries gardens, where Mallory found a geocahce. Later, while I went to Charles de Gaulle airport to pick up Paul, Mallory and Scott went grocery shopping for snacks at our local Monoprix. That night we all met with Scott's parents and other friends for dinner at Le Christine.
Friday, while Scott and I were doing a whirlwind shopping spree in Le Bon Marche (think of the TV show "what not to wear" without any fashion help, only a half day to shop and everything in foreign language and sizes -- it retrospect a video of this would have made for very entertaining viewing on some other date). We met up for lunch then walked to the Luxembourg Gardens and more geochaching. Friday evening we had a dinner cruise with the Presnell family and guests on the Seine river. The captain perfectly timed it so we were in front of the Eiffel Tower having dessert right as the lights began to sparkle all over the tower.
Saturday we visited the D'Orsay Museum for a few hours then ate lunch at a traditional Cafe near our apartment (right by our Metro stop at Saint Sulpice). Oddly enough, it was called "Cafe du Metro". The afternoon involved a visit to Notre Dame where I entertained the crowd when a mime in a scary mask came up and walked right next to me and startled me.
Saturday was Ron and Kay's 50th wedding anniversary and they invited us all to celebrate at a fabulous dinner at a restaurant called Relais Louis XIII. It was four hours and probably 7 courses -- all of them delicious.
I have more to tell you all, but we are leaving for Brittany shortly. I haven't yet figured out how to put up photos on this blog, but I will try and get Scott to help me. Stay tuned for more dispatches from France over the next few weeks.