Day 7. September 8, 2012
James had been a bit stressed, and so decided to go get a massage while I relieved my own stress by shopping. As relaxing and fun as a vacation can be, it can also be exhausting! So, a low key day was exactly what we needed.
After a bit of online searching, we found a Thai spa with reasonable prices (which was also recommended in Where magazine.) Imagine my delight when, walking towards the spa, I spotted a Naf Naf! I had been eying dresses from Naf Naf since before we’d even left the States, and I was determined not to leave Paris without one. I got three! In addition, on my little shopping adventure, I purchased a pair of earrings shaped like angel wings, and some French lingerie (because, duh!) All that, and I still had about 45 minutes left before James would be done with his two hour massage. I found a sort of cafe/grocery called Daily Monop (they’re all over Paris) and got some Greek pasta salad, and a small bottle of pink wine. I sat down at one of the tables on the sidewalk and enjoyed people watching while eating my little lunch. I felt very happy. The day had already been a success and it wasn’t yet 2 p.m.!
After collecting a much more relaxed boyfriend from the spa, we took the Metro to Musée d’Orsay.
My main reason for wanting to visit d’Orsay was that I love the Impressionists! I really enjoyed being able to tell James things about the paintings that we saw. It’s nice when I can teach somebody something new. It was also very exciting to view Impressionist pieces I had never seen before. Next, we saw some amazing Art Nouveau furniture and planned what our house will look like when we’re rich. By this time, the museum was closing, and it was time for us to leave.
Back to Montmartre we went! It seemed like we walked uphill at all times, regardless of which way we were going! Along the way, we stopped at a little cafe for some libations. Here we met Max. He was a very friendly and interesting little fellow, but he didn’t want to stay still so I could get a good picture of him. This was the best I could do:
After sufficient refreshment (and scratching Max behind the ears) James took me to see Moulin de la Galette, one of the two remaining windmills of Montmarte.
Directly across the street, we found a bar serving Delirium Tremens on tap for €4.50! It was decided that it would be irresponsible not to share a pint.
Finally we made it back down to the district we don’t talk about in polite company. On this strip sits the Moulin Rouge, the Musée de l’Érotisme, and numerous strip clubs and grown up toy stores.
We wanted to have dinner at the Moulin Rouge, but the show was sold out (as were all the shows for the next week!) We did visit the Musée de l’Érotisme, which was. . . interesting.