Paris #3

Carousel on Rue de Rivoli. Rode it 3 times and wanted more.

Paris Metro

The past two days we have stuck to our one-sight-per-day goal. Yesterday it was the Musee D'Orsay, where we got to scoot over to a special line because we had Leelee with us. Therefore we were able to avoid the huge and imposing line. Nice! As usual Van Gogh did not disappoint.

Today we walked to a Falafel shop in the Jewish Quarter which was recommended by Rick Steves and tripadvisor and it was packed. They ran quite an operation at the take-out window. This very aggressive worker approached everyone in line and said 'two regular falafels?' in a very hurried manner and before we even had a chance to look at a menu or ask if there was anything else he had written it on a ticket and told us how much to pay him. So it was pretty good, but I'm not the right person to ask about falafel. Anyway, we walked over to Place des Vosges and had a bench picnic in the sun, which made its first brilliant appearance today!

Afterward, we walked over to (drumroll)...the Chopin Museum! Quite probably the most anticipated event for me in the past 10 years. Since the first time I came to Paris 10 years ago I have tried each time to go to this Chopin Museum and either 1) it was closed or 2) there was a sign in French that led me to believe it was being demolished? Perhaps it was my French. So, I had done my research this time and e-mailed the museum in advance to confirm opening hours and whether or not we needed a reservation. The woman had assured me it was open and mentioned that the Salon Chopin was quite small. No kidding! Dae thought his 5 Euros might have been better spent on some nutella crepes, but I was still glad we went. The 'museum' consisted of one small room with a piano he had played on, several works of his (I couldn't tell if they were originals or copies), a letter, a lock of hair, a plaster sculpture of his hand and face and a few other paraphernalia. I still loved it. They mentioned this was the largest Chopin Museum in France, which I am hoping means that there is an enormous Chopin museum in Poland!

And in other news:

1) Leelee now says "oh my gosh"

2) We can now instruct him to go throw things away for us. He runs over to the kitchen, opens the door, throws it away and slams the door with vigor. He also can get his own milk, which we're not quite as jubilant about (this guy could go through a gallon a day if we didn't watch it).

3) On a sad note...another $100 flat iron bit the dust yesterday. This the third expensive flat iron I have inserted into a 220 volt European outlet and literally fried. Dae is like "do you seriously not learn?". But this time I thought I took all the proper precautions! I used the voltage converter that they had provided here, assuming that since it was pretty large it was both an adapter and a converter. Nope. 2 minutes later smoke began to seep from my flat-iron and I knew all was lost. I guess I am just not meant to have nice straight hair in Europe.

Au Revoir for now. Tomorrow we are going to Montmartre!