Batobus Sunday

The internet suggests you all survived the night but international news reports imply that armageddon approacheth for Sydney. Good luck Mum and Dad.

We took a long time to get going this morning. When we did, we paid a great deal for a day pass each on the Batobus. This is a Batobus.

It was a 'get on get off when you like' pass and Lyn likes quiet boats. I liked less walking after yesterday. 

We got off the Batobus at the beginning of the Tuileries and walked through to L'Orangerie. The queues there stretched way past the '2 hour wait' markers. Luckily we got pretty much straight in because we already had tickets! One of the things we have got right on this trip is doing our research.

The point of this museum is Monet's huge waterlily paintings (for those who didn't know). Monet basically said to France, "You only get these paintings if you show them here - in this way." Monet was right, though we both found the very furthest corner from each painting was the best spot.

The pleasant surprise was that the basement level of the museum contains a handful of truly great paintings: several Renoirs and Matisses and one brilliant Modigliani. How this place kept these masterpieces with the Louvre and the Musee D'Orsay hovering on either side is a miracle.

Then we crossed the Seine and wandered up past the National Assembly to the Musee Rodin. The sun was out (sort of) so to prove we'd been to Paris here are photos with pointy bits.

We were starving, and this being Sunday, not much was open.  Lyn threatened to eat my arm. 

Luckily the cafe in the next Museum was open. The Musee Rodin is another case of an artist leaving his stuff to Paris on his own terms. It is a sculpture garden with a museum, and a good cafe. Terrific idea.

We then walked back to the Seine along the Esplanade des Invalides and caught the Batobus home.

We napped and ate out. We have an early day tomorrow because we are being picked up at 6:10 am for our battlefields tour.