The Longest Day-Part 2

Once we got off of the boat we decided to walk to Place Vendome

photo by OliverN5 on Flickr

so I could show Grammy the Ritz and piece of marble that shows the original Metre.

I actually took this photo

However, I was turned around and didn’t bother to bring a map with me, so we were a little lost and stumbled onto all sorts of things on foot that I had seen already in the car a few nights before. Each time we would get somewhere new we would decide not to take the Metro, but to just keep walking. It was such a beautiful day. But then we got to the point where we were too close to home to take a Metro, but too far to want to continue to walk…ack! Some of what we saw…

We walked from the Eiffel Tower down fancy Avenue Montaigne which is like walking down 5th or Madison—lots of Gucci, Chanel, Dior and the like (and the Canadian Embassy).

photo by Jacques Bravo fotopedia.com

This deposited us right onto the Champs Elysee where Grammy got her first good glimpse of the Arc de Triomphe. We decided to walk down the Champs Elysee since it was such a nice day and this took us past the Theatre Marigny on foot so we we could get a closer look at the jewel box theatre where Cabaret is going to be performed in October.

photo by dm1795 on Flickr

We then walked all the way over to the Luxor Obelisk given to the French by the Egyptians, I believe it is the oldest monument in France at over 3000 years old.

photo by Frederic_WB on Flickr

The Obelisk marks one end of the Champs Elysee and marks the Place de la Concorde which is a famous square where Marie Antoinette was beheaded during the Revolution (gulp).

photo by Brigitte Djajasasmita fotopedia.com

Just beyond the square is the beginning or end (depending on how you look at it) of the Tuileries Garden and the Arc de Triomphe du Carrousel which is a smaller version of the Arc de Triomphe (it, of course, was also commissioned by Napoleon), and then the Louvre. So it’s a lovely line of vision to stand at the Arc de Triomphe du Carrousel and look over through the Tuileries, past the Obelisk and all the way down the Champs Elysee to see the Arc De Triomphe.

photo by orangebrompton on Flickr

Anyway! We headed north towards the Place Vendome, past the Ritz, past l’Église de la Madeleine,

photo by gwhalin on Flickr

past the crazy cool subway station spider of pearls that marks the Palais Royal stop.

photo by G-rome on Flickr

We went into the gift shop at the Louvre and we bought French Children’s books…

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Then we finally landed at St Eustace church where the playground lies that we take the baby to every day. We collapsed on benches while we watched him play with adorable French children.

photo by Jacques Bravo fotopedia.com

PS—maybe I chose wrong, but I thought about going to the Hemingway Bar at the Ritz where, aptly, Hemingway used to go, bla bla bla. There is some guy there (this guy) who makes amazing drinks, bla bla bla. But the cocktails were priced at 30 Euro a piece. Meow meow. That equals 45 US dollars for one drink and the drinks didn’t look that hard to make. One was just a champagne cocktail for heaven’s sake. So I decided I would make a champagne/apple cider cocktail myself when I got home and drink it in the bathtub while I read The Sun Also Rises and project this photo on the wall.

photo by pablo.sanchez on Flickr

Paris at Night

With Grammy in town we had a built in babysitter so we could go out to dinner with some of the cast and crew of Cabaret. They wanted to show us their town, by car, at night. We started at the Palais Garnier Opera House

photo by Suzan Black fotopedia.com

and then walked to La Place Vendôme

photo by Lightmash on Flickr

where the Ritz (remember that swimming pool photo?) and all the jewel houses lie. This is also the place Napoleon and Josephine were married…

Jacques-Louis David Consecration of the Emperor Napoleon I and Coronation of the Empress Josephine in the Cathedral of Notre-Dame de Paris on 2 December 1804 1808

and it, of course, is marked by a giant pillar made of cannons with Napoleon carved on top dressed as Ceasar. Practically everything in Paris people come to visit was built by him, or honors him and honestly…well…I’m just saying…

Anyway—we met our friend Fred, avec his voiture, and we went for a little ride at dusk. We passed les Invalides (Napoleon’s tomb),

photo by Françoise Brenckmann fotopedia.com

 

drove over Pont Alexandre III

photo by Volker Gilbert fotopedia.com

drove under the Eiffel Tower.

photo by Stuart Robertson Reynolds

We drove down the Champs-Élysées

photo by Juan Diego Godoy Robles fotopedia.com

around the Arc de Triomphe (commissioned by—you guessed it—Napoleon),

photo by Ralf Moritz fotopedia.com

past the Théâtre Marigny where Cabaret will open in October (it’s next to the president’s house on the Champs-Elysees).

poster art for Cabaret

We drove by the Petit Palais

photo by Minerva Bloom fotopedia.com

and finally stopped at the Grand Palais.

photo by Suzan Black fotopedia.com

Our restaurant was in the Grand Palais and it was very, very good. The company was lovely, we discussed food and wine and France. We practiced our French, they practiced their English and a lovely time was had by all. We also discovered that the last Chanel Spring fashion show had been held in the room next door—we got to go have a peek.

Then we went for our nighttime driving tour to Trocadéro

photo by Jacques Bravo fotopedia.com

to watch the Eiffel Tower light up with sparkly lights (grandpa O has no patience for sparkly lights on a monument—but I thought it was sweet, and romantic even).

Then we went to look at the Musée du Louvre lit up and tucked and rolled into bed…mmmmmm.

photo by Manuel Colom fotopedia.com

Theatre Mogador

photo by Jean-Yves Roure fotopedia.com

On our third day in Paris (which seems oh so long ago now!) the baby and I were pooped and we decided to take it easy with a little tour of Captain O’s workplace. The ‘repetitions’, which is what the French call rehearsals took place at Théâtre Mogador. This is a really beautiful theatre tucked just behind the Palais Garnier Opera House (photo above) and the elegant shopping of Galleries Lafayette…

photo by Pierre Margueritte fotopedia.com

and Printemps…

photo by JournalDesVitrines.com on Flickr

By the way, I’m pretty sure both are housed in what used to be…you guessed it…palaces…

July-Another Spot on the UWS

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Since it is still a mystery as to where we may land come October, we have decided to embrace our homelessness for the next few months and become vagabonds. But we’ve decided to make the most of it and become fancy vagabonds. To start, some friends were kind enough to let us come stay in their pretty apartment for the month of July and August up until we leave for Paris.  So say bye bye first temporary UWS apt and hello 2nd temporary UWS apartment.

I will tell you this dear Reader, we LOVE this apartment. doorman building, elevator, laundry in the basement, nice sized living room, an eat-in kitchen (dishwasher!), 2 bedrooms and views of the Belleclaire Hotel (I’ve always been a big fan of that building). Plus you can hear the church bells ring from Collegiate down the street where the baby will go to school one day. Heh Heh Heh. No, I’m serious. But the best part about this building is that it’s not NEW. It’s a pre-war building—1920s I think, but it’s well maintained and just nice…lovely…civilized. Plus, I’m not going to lie, it’s nice to be right next to Fairway again…sorry Zabar’s….I will always love your housewares.

On the road to increasing the civilized nature of our homelessness, Michael was talking to an old colleague and Paris came up.  He said, ‘you have to come stay at my house in the south of France so I can see you and meet your family.’  I swear he really said that, Michael showed me the email. So after much debate (2 seconds worth), we decided to accept his gracious invitation and figure out how to make it happen. So now we’re leaving for Paris on Sunday, August 7th, traveling to Provence the 9th-11th, Michael starts work on Cabaret back in Paris on Friday the 12th. Eeeeeeeeee!…we’re getting very excited. Who cares if we don’t know where we’re living September 1st? Not me. Why would you think I would care about that?

Life Circumstances

Many things happened this month that could be determined as amazing (because they are amazing) or stressful (because they are also stressful).

A brief list:

—Michael was offered a job setting the choreography for Cabaret in Paris for the last 3 weeks of August and the baby and I get to go with him!  Hoooray!

#3—Michael has also been put on hold for a potentially awesome job that would start in October.  Michael has had and has been put in the running for some awesome jobs in his life, and I just know another one is about to come around the bend soon, BUT—this is show business.  So we count on nothing.  Nothing is done until a contract has been signed.  The sticky widget though is we’re not sure where this job, if he gets it, might set him down.  So we aren’t entirely sure if we should sign a lease for an apartment for July or hold off for the moment.  Eeeeeeeeeek!  Who knows?

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