during the first sunday of each month
paris opens all of its museums and galleries
containing permanent collections
to the public
our first thought was 'oh no...it is going to be a gong show
and that the line ups are going to be miles long'.
maybe we were here for the right sunday on the right month
because it turned out to be the most lovely day of art.
for our free sunday, we took in the picasso exhibit
and the moderns and contemporaries at the centre pompidou (WOW!!)
after 5 days of training, we have finally found our walking legs
and are averaging 20 thousand steps or more a day.
our days usually start around 10 am and we are back in our apartment,
exhausted and laden with groceries, by 5 pm.
once we sit down or put our feet up, it is very unlikely that anyone is going to be able to get up again (you would feel sorry for the last person standing who takes on the position of caterer for invalids!!)
due to the time change, my two teenagers are asleep by 8 pm (haha...that hasn't happened in years) so ian and i enjoy very quiet evenings of reading, knitting, wine and cheesing.
and then we do the same the following day...