Last Days in Paris

Went to the Museum Nissim di Camondo. IT was the house of a Jewish guy from Constantinople. His family owned the largest bank in the Ottoman empire. He built this house in 1910. His son was killed in WWI as a pilot, he died in 1935 and gave the house (as a museum, with instructions that nothing should be moved) to the City of Paris. His daughter refused to go in hiding during the occupation. Her kids were transported and killed in Auschwitz in 1943. She was killed in 1945.

We then went to the Parc Monceau for a picnic. This is a very tony neighborhood. We had the left over chicken from the previous night, and a bottle of 2003 Bordeaux. We also had melon and some pears. The birds were waiting and waiting for us to finish, and we had a rat that was looking at us from under a tree.

We then walked to the Arc du Triumph. But the bathrooms were closed so we didn’t walk to the top (the 284 steps had nothing to do with it).

We walked all the way down to the l’Orangerie. That was a very long walk. Those water lilies are very beautiful.

We then walked to the Musee d’Orsay. We didn’t look at too many things. Mostly the Nabis.

Oddly enough, we have boon looking for a Picasso t-shirt since we have been here. They have stopped selling them at the museums, and we have not seen any on the street.

I have three more restaurant notes that I want to post that I have not finished yet, though we are home:

1. Ze Kitchen Galerie
2. Atelier de Joel Robuchon
3. Bookinistas by Guy Savoy.