Paris, Part Duex

By the way, our room in the city had a tiny balcony over a typically Parisian street (and the Eiffel tower looming nearby). The elevator was funny, and it could fit one person (barely). Our shower was the same, and I could not climb in without a body part touching something (despite my best efforts).

The next day, we hit many museums. We went Museum Crazy! We visited the following:
Musee Orsay
Musee Orangerie
Sainte Chapelle
Paris Archiological Crypt
Centre Pompidou

The Orsay is one of my favorites. It is housed in an old train station and features more contemporary works than the Louve. It has an incredible collection of Impressionist art. The building was amazing and it was great just to hang out in there. There was amazing art by the greats. A must see!

Orangerie is another museum that features Impressionist Art. It has some amazing Monet as you could see on the video. When I uploaded onto the blog, the sidebar on Youtube had a ton of other people doing the same thing that I did.

Sainte Chapelle is a 13th century Gothic chapel with some mind-boggling stained glass. I wanted to see it when our tour book described it this way, "floor is slippery with the drool of the awestruck tourist".

The crypt is below Notre Dame, and it unearths the Roman ruins from the city's beginning and explains how Paris came to be.

Centre Pompidou looks like an industrial habitrail for people. The view from the escalator was great. It was a modern art museum with other stuff inside too. It felt a little like a mall.

We followed that all up with a dinner in the Marais. It was a small place, and the food was amazing. I was too lazy to consult my phrasebook, and I ordered the crayfish salad by mistake there. The waiters ended up teasing me about it non-stop. It was funny. When we rolled back home, all we could do is stare at a show in French about some showgirls (I assume on the Moulin Rouge). The show went on forever, and I can now do their toy soldier routine as a result. I have no idea what these girls could have possibly been talking non-stop about, but there were a lot of boobs in the special. At one point, one of the salty men who run the show was measuring some show-girl's butt crack and writing diagrams on the chalkboard. I wonder if my arse would measure up?
Now just to blow your mind, my pictures in in reverse order!