Paris, France
Overall, I am rather exhausted. I have been viewing art and walking like mad the past couple days. On Friday I went to the Chateau Versailles. For those who don't know, it is a huge mansion that was probably one of many homes for a very wealthy family (the information listed above is by no means accurate). It was interesting to see the sheer size of the place, but it was literally swarming with hordes of people and that was rather unpleasant. Then I ventured into the gardens which probably go on for miles. I walked to the bottom and had lunch. Then I walked back. After Versailles, I stopped off at the Musee Dorsay. I checked out all the wonderful impressionist works and then visited the temporary exhibit including works by Picasso, Van Gogh... now I'm blanking on the others, but it included many masters. Yesterday, I took it easy, at least on the art. I did do a lot of walking.
Today I went to the Louvre, walking there. Then I walked to the Notre Dame Crypt. Walking walking walking. I'm probably in spectacular shape. I'm tired and need to get rest so I can walk some more tomorrow.
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yeah, europe is known for the great amount of walking that goes down... how is everything else? I love you! How is your french? Weather? You should take the little boat ride around paris at night time... the lights and eiffel tower are beautiful.
Walking is just a euphemism "for burning carbs and deserve pasteries", Think not in terms of walking, but where the next desert may be found and life is more of an adventure.
Uncle Alan
Make that "dessert". UA correcting himself.
How's it going with the back pack? And did you head out to Normandy? How is the weather? Keep us posted more often! Samson wishes he was walking through France with you...he is settling for the Desert. We both send our love. Mom
Not even a goodbye party for your French adventure!
Perhaps we'll throw a return party?
I stayed in a castle in the south of France when I was 13 and we ate fresh croissant made from wheat from a nearby meadow, butter churned from cows I could see from my window, and apricot preserves made from fruit in our front yard.
France is nice.
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