Post by mossie on Dec 2, 2011 13:53:50 GMT -5
It has taken me a few days to partially recover from my last trip, so before the memory goes completely, here are a few notes and pics.
Four of us, Sandy, Denise, Happygoin and me, had a rather dampish dull Belleville Balade so pics are few. However I did spot this mermaid climbing in through some lucky? lads window.
I had shown the ladies some houses way out in the 19e, any of which I think most people would be happy to own. We paid a visit to the village church, St Jean Baptiste de Belleville.
I noted that the rue de Palestine runs along the East side, while facing is the rue de Jordain, so it is correctly placed. However the naming gods then let me down, as the Jordain apparently then flows directly down the Pyrenees. I trust evertone enjoyed the little stroll and that I had not bored them to death.
Continuing the GTG theme six of us met up for Sunday breakfast, at the aptly named Breakfast in America in the Marais. Not quite American perhaps, as poor Sandy found her saute potatoes ruined by garlic, but a happy time was had by all.
When we broke up I paid my normal visit to the Vanves flea market, always a source of quirky objects and people. After a croque monsieur late lunch, I took the 95 bus all the way to the Montmartre cemetary in order to visit Galerie W Eric Landau at 44 rue Lepic. www.galeriew.com/
Here I bought one of Miss Tic's little books and perused the wide range of artwork on display.
No trip is complete without a wander round the 19e to hunt out odd bits, this oddly striped cow stood guard outside the Rotunda de la Villette at the head of the Bassin
also in the Bassin was what is claimed to be the smallest opera house in the world, or rather two, housed in old steel barges
Behind them was this little waterbourne vacuum cleaner carrying two men happily cleaning the water
On the quayside was a recreation area with a running track and a covered combination football pitch/ tennis court
Close by was a permanent ping pong table, where one evening I had watched a very keen player playing alone He would serve, then rush round the table to recover his ball and walk back to his end to serve again. Mad or what?
I was so exhausted by all this that I had to have a restorative creme in the cafe, where the colour of this dress held my eye
Also in my wanderings I could not fail to miss some new street art
I also spotted this living sculpture carved from the trunk of a small tree
On another occasion I had a trip on the wheel at Concorde and then went to the top of the Arc de Triomphe to view the Champs Christmas lights
Pretty perhaps, but I was not impressed.
One place I always go is the parc des Buttes Chaumont
and I have to go to galeries Lafayette to buy presents
and also admire the ingenious window displays
My forefingers are getting writers cramp so I'll say "bon soir"
Four of us, Sandy, Denise, Happygoin and me, had a rather dampish dull Belleville Balade so pics are few. However I did spot this mermaid climbing in through some lucky? lads window.
I had shown the ladies some houses way out in the 19e, any of which I think most people would be happy to own. We paid a visit to the village church, St Jean Baptiste de Belleville.
I noted that the rue de Palestine runs along the East side, while facing is the rue de Jordain, so it is correctly placed. However the naming gods then let me down, as the Jordain apparently then flows directly down the Pyrenees. I trust evertone enjoyed the little stroll and that I had not bored them to death.
Continuing the GTG theme six of us met up for Sunday breakfast, at the aptly named Breakfast in America in the Marais. Not quite American perhaps, as poor Sandy found her saute potatoes ruined by garlic, but a happy time was had by all.
When we broke up I paid my normal visit to the Vanves flea market, always a source of quirky objects and people. After a croque monsieur late lunch, I took the 95 bus all the way to the Montmartre cemetary in order to visit Galerie W Eric Landau at 44 rue Lepic. www.galeriew.com/
Here I bought one of Miss Tic's little books and perused the wide range of artwork on display.
No trip is complete without a wander round the 19e to hunt out odd bits, this oddly striped cow stood guard outside the Rotunda de la Villette at the head of the Bassin
also in the Bassin was what is claimed to be the smallest opera house in the world, or rather two, housed in old steel barges
Behind them was this little waterbourne vacuum cleaner carrying two men happily cleaning the water
On the quayside was a recreation area with a running track and a covered combination football pitch/ tennis court
Close by was a permanent ping pong table, where one evening I had watched a very keen player playing alone He would serve, then rush round the table to recover his ball and walk back to his end to serve again. Mad or what?
I was so exhausted by all this that I had to have a restorative creme in the cafe, where the colour of this dress held my eye
Also in my wanderings I could not fail to miss some new street art
I also spotted this living sculpture carved from the trunk of a small tree
On another occasion I had a trip on the wheel at Concorde and then went to the top of the Arc de Triomphe to view the Champs Christmas lights
Pretty perhaps, but I was not impressed.
One place I always go is the parc des Buttes Chaumont
and I have to go to galeries Lafayette to buy presents
and also admire the ingenious window displays
My forefingers are getting writers cramp so I'll say "bon soir"