“PARIS, THE CITY OF LIGHT”
This is my final set of post cards from Paris, “The City Of Light”. The lights of New York are bright and the neon is harsh, night becomes day and it is always a little frenetic. Paris is the antithesis. Driving around Paris at night is somewhat of a fantasy. It seems candle lit, with chandeliers and beautiful street lamps everywhere. You almost expect “La Vie En Rose” to be playing in the air…..it’s very romantic. The restaurants are equally romantic whether they are beautifully decorated or look some what rundown where you know history took place. Allard, is such a place. Le tour Eiffel suggested we try this bistro type restaurant, which was on a very quiet street in a very quiet neighborhood of Paris. It is very small and quite old. You can imagine characters from “Les Mis”, plotting the revolution. The photo of the interior is right above Jac and I. When we arrived only one table was taken….by the time our bottle of wine arrived the place was full. You always know a restaurant is good when the patrons are all French……and it was delicious! Another restaurant we loved was “George V”….photo in the upper right. We were pretty much early birds due to jet lag and full itineraries for the next day……so the restaurant wasn’t full when we arrived………again, by the time we had our first sip of wine, the room was filled to capacity. Jac’s little Linea shrug came in very handy. She brought it in the black and violet and wore it over little dresses. One of the things that left me speechless was our trip to the opera house of Paris….”L’Opera”……you know “Phantom of the Opera”. We both had passed it a zillion times on our trips to Paris, but neither of us had ever been in! It is extraordinary!! It is very dark inside so it really felt like night…..every chandelier and lamp was lit and you can see Jac descending one of the many staircases in the photo at the left bottom. The theater itself is a wonder. The gilt and the painted ceiling are amazing. You can imagine the men and women dressed in their best with all of their jewels…..sitting in the red damask boxes……….one more fantasy of Paris. At the end of each wonderful evening we returned to our lovely room, and as we entered we would always see the fresh rose in the bud vase…..attached to the wall next to our door……..photo in the upper right……which was a quick reminder of just how special Paris is……………Bon Soir, Paris!