Musee D’Orsay = 100x better than Louvre. because: -impressionist museum (I like impressionism) -building was an old train station so it’s got character -easy to navigate -less crowded/commercial feel But a Louvre sercurity guard put me on a high for the rest of the day so that’s always a point in the Louvre’s favour! I […]
Museums!
by Bertha on 29. Mar, 2005 in France 2005, Pictures
Notre Dame
by Bertha on 28. Mar, 2005 in France 2005
Popping out of the metro tunnel, we pass by a small flower market. Wandering around looking for Notre Dame we came across St. Chapelle. Might as well go inside, right? Surrounded by the law courts buildings it’s actually got magnificent stained glass windows that cover history from Genesis to when they built this church! The […]
It’s just a few blocks that way…
by Bertha on 27. Mar, 2005 in France 2005
Jim Morrison’s grave. I actually wasn’t sure what band he played in or anything but Bob wanted to see it so we took the train down and had a look. It’s neat to see gravestones older than the oldest building from where you’re from! Edmonton’s only 100 years old. Jim was pretty well hidden and […]
Sacre Coeur
by Bertha on 26. Mar, 2005 in France 2005, Pictures
wow! pretty, eh?
Chicago Layover
by Bertha on 26. Mar, 2005 in France 2005
6 hours sounds like a lot of time to be in a layover at someplace. About enough time for someone to leave the airport and venture around and come back, right? Ah, not so much for Chicago. -1 hr waiting at gate -1hr train ride into downtown -1hr train out of downtown -time wandering around […]
Pretrip 2
by Bertha on 23. Mar, 2005 in France 2005
Lordy, Lordy! We have got about 2 weeks to go before we leave and he’s insulted me and where I live. I live in Riverbend, an upper middle class neighbourhood. He lives in downtown ghettosville. I suggested he come and pick me up since it’s kinda on the way to the airport. He says yes, […]
Pretrip
by Bertha on 20. Mar, 2005 in France 2005
After not speaking with Rob for about 4 months, I thought I would see if he wasn’t crazy anymore and called him up. It’s all good. He’s not crazy. we can be friends. Well, I tell him in January, I’m going somewhere for spring break. I never go anywhere for spring break and this time, […]