I think I have found my favorite place in Paris...
...And I am sorry to report that it is a cemetery...but more on that later
Well we have now been in Paris for three whole days and have seen alot of what the city has to offer. In the last 2 days, we estimate that we have walked about 15 miles which is no small feat for someone like me whose feet are constantly a source of pain and aggravation (thank you Merrells).
Yesterday we hopped on an early morning train to Versailles, not early enough apparently because when we arrived, it was already a lot more crowded than we anticipated. Luckily we did not have to stand in line to buy tickets, only to go through "security" which was of course the bigger of the two lines but it did more fairly quickly and we were into the main palace in about 15 minutes. We started the day by taking a tour of the royal apartments. As you can imagine or for those of you that have been, the palace at Versailles is ENORMOUS. Louis the 14th who was responsible for building the palace was in no way short on ego or cash apparently because the place is huge. The royal apartments cover a very small part of this sprawling estate and with all due respect, were not impressive. Perhaps it was the fact that we were trapped between various loud and rowdy tour groups at all times or perhaps it was the fact that it was just rather boring walking from room to room and looking at chairs that were 400 years old. There were of course a few interesting pieces, the chandeliers were rather extravagant as were some of the statues but all in all I do not believe that it was worth the pain of squeezing between hoards of people all trying to take a photograph of an ottoman Marie Antoinette may or may not have sat on. I found the gardens to be far more impressive (although as the French would say "une grande rip off" because we were forced to pay 8 euro each to enter. Normally with our museum pass it would have been free however since it was Saturday and on Saturdays in May they have something they refer to as a "Festival" of musical fountains (I use the word "festival loosely) we were charged entry to see it. This festival basically consisted of them turning on the fountains, blaring music through the loudspeakers and....well that is pretty much it. Needless to say, we were less than thrilled to be charged but of course we were not going to miss the gardens. It is hard to describe the layout of the grounds. First of all, everything is immaculately maintained. There are groves that resemble hedge mazes. I was kind of hoping to run through the Shining style but it was not to be, they were fairly easy to get out off - I could definitely outrun crazy Jack Nicholson in one of those groves. I have included some photos to better show the grounds (unfortunately the camera died pretty early on)
Of view of the sprawling grounds from the back of the palace
A view of the grand palace from wayyyyyyyy off in the distance (via the zoom on my camera). We rented bikes to see as much as we could of the grounds and this photo was actually taken from one of the farthest points from the palace itself
The orangerie. The Sun King (aka Louis the 14th aka the guy to be when it comes to Versailles) was said to be so full of warmth that he could even make oranges grow in chilly France. Proof below.

Just some cool shrubs and a great example of the immaculate landscaping.
We spent about 5 hours at Versailles and then headed back into the city to see a one man show that I had booked before we left. This show was called "How to Become Parisien in One Hour" and it was hilarious. It was a one man show done be a man names Olivier Giraud (my new facebook friend) where he comments on the social differences between Parisien society and that of the rest of Europe and the states. It was exaggerated of course but at times, quite true.
After the show we returned to the Marais neighborhood where we had been the day before had possibly the BEST falafel ever!! The place suggested in our guide book was closed but the place we went to was equally incredible.
This morning we got a late start, didn't leave the hotel until just after noon, but boy did we make up for it. First up was the Pere Lachaise Cemetery, home to such famous souls as Edith Piaf, Oscar Wilde and of course, the one and only, the one everyone goes there to see...Jim Morrison.
This place is magnificent. The moment we walked in, we left the noise of the city behind us. It was perfectly calm and perfectly pleasant throughout our entire journey through the cemetery. It was not morbid at all, in fact it was very uplifting in a way to know that so many people had been immortalized there in such a beautiful way. I hope that photos that I have posted below will provide some sense of what this peaceful sanctuary was like but I anticipate that short of seeing it for yourselves, it will be hard to convey its true beauty.
Many of the graves at Pere Lachaise are actually family plots with some sort of monument paying tribute to the entire family. These monuments along with many many graves are all jammed into Pere Lachais. One would almost think they were placed one on top of the other but under closer scrutiny you can see that everything is very carefully laid out with small walkways separating all of the stones.
A shot down one of the narrow walkways taking you deep into the rows of graves
Here lies Oscar Wilde, a pioneer of his time, and now the memorial which stands to commemorate him is kissed all over by women we wearing red lipstick
Here lies Edith Piaf, the "little sparrow" and singer of the famous French tune "La Vie En Rose"
Another picturesque view of Pere Lachaise
Here lies Moliere
The final resting place of one James Douglas Morrison.
A better view of his grave. There are gates up blocking access to the grave itself but apparently that did not stop one lady from throwing her bra in there
A few people sitting and drinking champagne near Jim's grave - pretty cool if you ask me
Here lies Frederic Chopin. I really wanted to get a shot of the man who seemed to be conducting a symphony in front of his memorial (after which he proceeded to plant a big wet kiss on the stone) but it just didn't feel right.
The majority of the day after Pere Lachaise was spent walking around. We started at Notre Dame...
And proceeded down around Ile de la Cite and Ile St. Louis...
We then walked over to the Left Bank (la rive gauche) and proceeded to walk...and walk...and walk...
sorry, no anchors allowed
Al the way until we reached...
La Tour Eiffel!!!! Even though it was almost 7 o'clock in the evening by the time we reached it, it was MOBBED. There was absolutely no chance of us going up given how long we had been walking in the sun so we decided to take a pass for the time being and instead ate dinner in a charming cafe close to nearby Rue Cler.
Tomorrow is a new day and it is off to Montmatre and then back to Rue Cler for dinner. Hope you are all enjoying reading this blog as much as I have been enjoying writing it.