(September 15, 2016, Thursday) We returned to Musee de L’Orangerie today because the “scarf” that my mom had bought yesterday wasn’t actually a scarf, but a pillowcase. We got the scarf in exchange for the pillowcase and the price difference between the two items.
I bought a medallion to remember the museum by.
Our next stop was the Notre Dame Cathedral, which I hadn’t seen the first time I was in Paris, in 2009.
We didn’t do many things today because I would fly to Rome tomorrow, while my mom and my sister would fly to Stockholm. We needed to prepare our stuff.
It’s bittersweet, because I had to leave Paris’ lovely Montmartre area. But tomorrow I would see Rome and the Vatican City, something that I had wanted to do the first time I went to Europe in 2009.
I took pictures of Sacre Coeur in Montmartre for the last time. Well, the last time that Sacre Coeur would be so close.
I also bought a Sacre Coeur medallion as a souvenir.
As I prepared for tomorrow’s flight to Rome, I learned that French traffic controllers were on strike, resulting in several flight cancellations. My Ryanair flight wasn’t cancelled, but I continued to monitor the situation.
(September 14, 2016, Wednesday) It’s been said that France takes art seriously. After spending a day visiting some of the museums in Paris, I can personally say that it’s true.
It’s impossible to miss the Water Lilies series of paintings by Claude Monet:
But I have to admit that I was pleasantly surprised when I saw a painting called “The Origin of the World” by Gustave Courbet.
There are many sculptures here, but what really caught my attention was Auguste Rodin’s Le Penseur, or The Thinker. It’s hard not to notice such an iconic sculpture.
Hôtel des Invalides
This wasn’t really part of the itinerary but we saw it on the way to the Louvre. Isn’t the dome magnificent?
I bought a 0-euro souvenir banknote bearing the image of Napoleon Bonaparte, whose tomb is under that dome.
It was challenging to take a decent picture of Leonardo da Vinci’s Mona Lisa. ‘Nuff said:
The Venus de Milo sculpture is also in the Louvre.
(September 13, 2016, Tuesday) A trip to France ain’t complete without Champagne and fine dining.
We did those in Reims, which is a 50-minute train ride from Paris. The map below shows the car journey because for some reason Google Maps doesn’t have the option for transit. Anyway at least the map shows how far Reims is from the French capital. Plus, the map looks good.
Our first activity was the G.H. Mumm tour, which included a history of making Champagne and, yes, actually drinking Champagne.
After that tour, we went straight to a restaurant to have lunch. I tried to remember all of the fine dining etiquette I had learned several years back. I was happy because I didn’t spill anything. I didn’t make a mess! Yeah I think I’m starting to grow up 🙂
Notre Dame Cathedral of Reims
Before going back to Paris we explored Reims on foot. The Notre Dame Cathedral of Reims dominates the city.
The certificate above came from Open2study.com, which, fortunately, still gives free certificates to those who finish and pass its courses.
Many, if not all, courses found in other massive open online course or MOOC providers now require payment. Learners can still enrol but I think they can only receive certificates if they pay for the courses (and pass them of course).
I know the free certificates I’ve obtained won’t be considered formal education, but they do demonstrate my passion for learning.
(September 12, 2016, Monday) On our first full day in Paris, we visited the Eiffel Tower and the Arch of Triumph – the two most iconic landmarks in the French capital.
One of my officemates once said that people shouldn’t take too many photos when they’re visiting a place because they should savor the moment of being there instead.
But of course I still took a few pics, especially of the Arch of Triumph because I don’t have a day view of it yet.
(September 11, 2016, Sunday) The Hong Kong to Munich flight was about 12 hours long. Then we had a layover of about 3 1/2 hours in Munich.
Compared to the looooong Hong Kong to Munich flight, the journey from Munich to Paris was a breeze. Lasting only about 1 1/2 hours, the flight felt like I just flew from Manila to Hong Kong.
Upon arrival at the Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris, I was surprised that we didn’t have to pass through immigration and customs. One thing I learned: documents would be checked at the first point of entry in the Schengen area. In our case, it was Munich.
My sister was already waiting outside the arrivals area. The three of us (the other one being my mom) rode a taxi that would take us to a flat in Paris. It would be our home until Friday.
Our flat offered an in-your-face view of Sacre Coeur. I didn’t see it the first time I was in Paris way back in 2009, despite efforts to find it. Now all I had to do was look out of the window to see it.
After sleeping for like a couple of hours, I went out of the flat together with my mom and sister to explore Sacre Coeur and its surroundings. It was easy because all we had to do was cross the street to reach the church.
As I said here on October 3, I should write more detailed blog posts about my two-week trip to Europe. I’m starting today.
All of them will have the tag twoweekeurotrip2016 to make it easier for me to look for them when newer, unrelated posts bury them in the future.
(September 10, 2016, Saturday) The journey started in Manila’s Ninoy Aquino International Airport Terminal 2, which, to my delight, seemed less crowded than Terminal 3.
I asked for our boarding passes, but the Philippine Airlines ground crew member told us that she could only give the first ones because she had no access to Lufthansa’s systems.
So upon arrival at Hong Kong International Airport, I frantically looked for the transfer desk where I could get the Lufthansa boarding passes that would take us to Munich in Germany, and then to Paris, France.
This is actually a reminder to myself. While I blogged about the trip every day, the individual posts were really short. Of course I wanted to spend my time exploring places, rather than blogging about them.
Now I have more time to write longer blog posts.
Just writing this one makes me feel that I’m in Europe again.