Bonjour! My post last Tuesday is a follow me hither in Paris! Suivez-moi for Part 2, this time during the week-end. There is not such thing as a regular week-end, but this is a one week-end day this January, and of course, I tried to make it a little more exciting than staying in at home and procrastinating in front of a TV series marathon.
This Saturday, I wanted to go to L’Orangerie, one of my favorite museums where you can see Monet’s Les Nymphéas. Unfortunately, I have never ever seen such a long queue : literally, a 3-hours line. So I decided to take my time and walk around.
Fortunately, the Tuileries gardens were almost empty- maybe because every single person was lining up at the Orangerie. I took my morning bowl of air and kept walking randomly towards the Louvre. At the Arc de Triomphe du Carrousel, I attempted a shot but respectfully beheaded all the tourists. If you look though the Arc de Triomphe du Carrousel, you should see aligned the Arc de Triomphe and further away the Grande Arche de la Défense.
There were too many people around the Louvre so I headed to the Palais Royal. I don’t know why, but there are only Parisians at the Palais Royal. I have seldom seen tourists there. Frankly, it is really worth a visit, especially at noon when they shoot a canon-ball – granted, a really mini one, but still worthwhile.
Inside the Palais Royal, the Colonnes de Buren were shortened – probably because of people climbing and then falling from them. I recall very fondly playing Tag in this specific courtyard.
Inside the Palais Royal, there is one of the best shopping arcade. Honestly, where can you find a decorations and medals collection boutique, vintage shops, a deluxe gardener’s shop Le Prince Jardinier, and Marc Jacobs? These arcades used to be filled with prostitutes and cut-throats of France because the decadent King’s brother would not allow the King’s guards and Mousquetaires to establish order inside his quarters, the Palais Royal. This beautiful palace, now home to the Comédie Française and the French Ministère de la Culture, used to be the venue for all sorts of perversions and fornications.
There is also my mother’s favorite restaurant, Le Grand Véfour.
I came out of the Palais Royal which is surrounded by very photogenic buildings and did not know what to do with myself. I have planned a cultural visit to the Orangerie and I am now aimlessly walking around. And then, Eureka! I had never been to the Garnier Opéra for a vist. Of course, I have attended ballets there, but I never actually toured the place.
Again, a shot that beheads the tourists. Poor tourists…
I really enjoyed the visit. It was funny to tour during the day a place I only go for evenings.
I rushed back to my neighborhood and I was not the only one rushing back : amateurs of vintage cars were rushing in Paris that day. It was fun to see how happy these proud owners were. They looked like a flock of supermodels walking into a room, turning heads… I headed to the hairdresser and I completely forgot about lunch. Nevermind though : I had a tea date at Ladurée. To be clear, I do not go to Ladurée every week end. There are many lovely tea places in Paris, and my favorite one is in the Galerie Vivienne. But Ladurée is very conveniently placed for my friends and I so we headed there.
It was a late tea. Then at 6PM, I went back home, took a small nap and watched a little TV and got ready for my 9PM dinner. We wanted a big table so we booked at the Renoma Café Galerie, where there is a table that seats 20 people. We had an eclectic meal : girls chose seafood, men wanted meat.
After dinner, we walked to the Hôtel Marois where there was a nice DJ playing generalist BPM sounds.
But then we got a little tired of the scene and drove to L’Aquarium, a night club in Trocadero that is in an aquarium. Poor fishies subject to lude behaviors and loud music!
At 4 AM, we went to Raspoutine, another nightclub in the neighborhood. By then I was too tired to think about taking pictures and after 10 minutes inside, I decided to call it a night.
See you next Tuesday!