Ah, well... what should I say about this weekend in Paris? Most of you know the general story anyway... Okay, so we headed over there on the Eurostar on the Saturday morning for what was to be a final trip into Europe together for some time. Once checked into our hotel, we hit the streets and moseyed along from Gare de l'Est down Rue Saint-Denis to the gardens
between the Louvre and the Champs-Elysées. Along the way, passing many varied shops of all sorts of vendors and cafés.
Despite the cool weather, we strolled through these gardens, past the large boating lake (tempted to hire a model yacht, but refrained), and made our way over the river to the Musée d'Orsay.
Last time we were in Paris together, this museum was closed for renovations and a large amount of the works were in an exhibition in Canberra!
So, now we got to see them in their home, which is an amazingly refurbished old train station. The venue was as impressive as the art works it contained, and we spent a couple of hours here while it rained outside - perfect timing!!
Later that evening we returned to a restaurant that we visited last time for a most extraordinary evening: Au Vieux. You may recall the night we had for Sheryl's birthday here.
Well, we walked in the door to be instantly recognised by the staff and very warmly welcomed. Frederic showed us to a table upstairs and also presented us with two champagnes "for old time's sake". We were well looked after for the rest of the night, and enjoyed catching up with Frederic. Again, the food was amazing. Odette and her chef's out did themselves.
As you no doubt know, it was at the end of this dinner that I proposed, with Frederic being the first to find out. He excitedly rushed off and returned with three champagne flutes and a bottle of champagne "on the house". He then proceeded to excitedly ask for my camera and a re-enactment.
Once finished with our champagnes, we were again invited to celebrate with the staff, owners and their friends. This time, in another room across from the restaurant via an incredible little courtyard - one that Sheryl had joked would make for a great reception (this was before I'd proposed, and I still had the ring hidden on me at the time!). But I digress... We spent some time with Georges and Odette, and their friends receiving many congratulations and quite a few
jokes about babies and other wedding situations.
We then headed into St.Germain to a small little jazz club that they recommended to us - Au Trois Mailletz (right). We whiled away the night to the impromptu singing and pianists in the club - amidst all the phone calls and texts to and from everyone...
Sunday had a fairly mild start after such a late night, but we headed into the Bastille area. We found a great little café for brunch, before heading along the markets that lined the Boulevard Richard Lenoir. These are very large
markets where you can find just about anything. Amazing fresh produce too. We then strolled back along the river Seine past the Hotel de Ville and eventually back into St.Germain. Just strolling through the area, watching the busking troup, poking through shops and stopping off for a coffee in a café. From here it was back to the hotel for our bags and then Gare du Nord for the train home...