Sightseeing in Paris through my lens Part 2

I hope you've enjoyed the sightseeing tour so far. I'm going to take you to the other side of the Seine, the Left Bank which in fact, is one of my favorite places in Paris. As you cross over the Pont Alexandre III bridge and take a short stroll, you'll see a sign for Musee d'Orsay on your left.

Musee d'Orsay

Assemble Nationale, the lower house of the French Parliament.

However, I've been to Musee d'Orsay a couple of times so we'll skip it this time. If you keep walking straight down the street, you'll reach Les Invalides or officially known as Hotel des Invalides. It is in fact is a host of different buildings for the military which includes a museum, a burial ground, hospital and retirement home for war veterans.

 Hotel des Invalides

And this is what you'll see when you walk into the courtyard.

As we left Les Invalides, I caught sight of these hilarious "graffiti". I'm afraid we'll have to hurry along because Mr CCC has been dying to go to Musee Rodin for the longest time.

Needless to say, everyone clamors to see The Thinker. I guess some people "think" better in the nude. I know I'm suppose to say something rather clever but all I could think (excuse the pun) was Rodin managed to strategically cover the private parts.




The Kiss. Little L studied the sculpture a little too intently if you get my drift. "Mommy, why don't they wear any clothes?". Right. Move along. Next question.




You get the odd Van Gogh paintings too.

As we walk towards St Germain des Pres, we gawked at the beautiful buildings that line the streets. Coming from a new country, it is still a novelty to see these magnificent structures with fascinating history.

This is what Parisians do when they move.

Hubby has been harping on and on about "the intellectual cafe" at St Germain des Pres. It finally occured to me that he wanted to visit the cafe where the so called intellectuals used to meet. Well, you know the myth about men are from Mars and women are from Venus. Well, it's true. Despite the fact we converse in English, we actually speak different languages.



Hubby could not contain his excitement and raced inside Le Deux Magots the minute we arrived. Thankfully, the regal waiters were very accommodating and allowed him to take as many photos as he wanted without having to buy a cup of coffee.

This was Pablo Picasso's table.

Simone de Beauvoir's table. To my dad's consternation, I decided to take a couple of papers in Feminism when I was in university. My first year's tutorial was rather interesting because being a heterosexual, I was clearly in the minority. One of the many feminists we had to study was Simone de Beauvoir.

Apparently, a few intellectuals also gathered by Cafe de Flore which is adjacent to Le Deux Magots. I love that the waiting staff are so smartly dressed and seem to take pride in their work.

We set off to explore all the little lanes off St Germain Boulevard and came across St Sulpice, an imposing and breathtaking Catholic church. It is the second largest church in Paris after Notre Dame.

Do pop in for Part 3!