We had a day on the bike and foot again and eventually found our way to the Palais Garnier, the home of the French Opera -a magnificent staircase and hall of chandeliers. One of the boxes was open for us to view the main concert hall and for a brief moment thought I was in the shower and Sharon had to stop me before I burst into song. Later, we stumbled onto the Madeline church which is like a great Greek Parthenon minus the rubble. A musical programme was being held at 8 by Les Violins de France, so we took the plunge. They were terrific, playing some recognizable adagios and finishing with Vivaldi’s Four Seasons. We, (male talk for I), took the wrong turn out of the metro on the way home and ended up going for an extended walk through the city in the evening twilight, which I didn’t mind but Sharon’ knees suffered. Today being Sunday, we are planning a day of rest taking a gentle ride to the Canal of St Martin, take a seat, watch, write, draw, read and relax. Yeah, right!
“The use of travelling is to regulate imagination by reality, and instead of thinking how things may be, to see them as they are.” – Samuel Johnson
Sounds like you guys are having a ball! Kate told me you tried to ring. I’ll go on skype at 2pm our time to have a chat if you like? I got into the tour de France spirit and bought myself a bike so I’ll have to tell you all about it. Hopefully talk to you tomorrow! Have a nice “relaxing” day!
Some great Photo’s Bill.
You looked relaxed Sharon, sounds like a wee walk Bill took you on, bet you would have felt like you were walking the Tour de France. Oh well you would have seen many things that you did not expect to see, the beauty of getting lost.