After the quiet sophistication of Copenhagen, the heat, noise and population of Paris came as a real shock. By this stage of our holiday we were absolutely exhausted. We were beginning to realise that we had tried to fit too many countries in and it was starting to show.
I didn't warm to Paris I'm afraid. Too much to take in. Sensory overload. It wasn't as quaint or as pretty as people make it out to be, in my view. I was also missing Copenhagen and had very swollen feet which didn't help!
We managed to get out and see some sights despite the heat and our tiredness. The Musee d'Orsay gallery by the river Seine was a first stop. Magnificent collection of mostly French artists' work. The restaurants and cafes we didn't think were very charming but one night we found a lovely tiny Italian restaurant and ate outside in a little alleyway on a warm evening. The meal was fantastic. There was some shopping, of course! Not much as before because French sizing is so tiny. I did visit the Sezane store which was lovely. I bought a coral red shoulder bag and a light cotton scarf. Lovely store and so nice to visit after coveting her stuff for so long.
On our last day we took the metro to the famous Pere Lachaise Cemetery. It was lovely, with shady trees and interesting tombs to look at. We visited James Morrison and Oscar Wilde of course!
I was happy to leave the hubbub of Paris behind, but our journey to San Francisco via Zurch was a killer. We were awake for 24 hours!