Dr. Bonnie Henry, the British Columbia Officer of Public Health, announced today that we’re looking at another month of COVID-19 related restrictions. I can deal with that. Another month of staying home except for quick trips out for more essentials, or for sanity breaks in the fresh air – it’s important and necessary.
We’re back in Paris this week to take a look at one of the many doors at the Church of Saint-Germain-l’Auxerrois.
I thought I’d link back to a couple of posts to a fantastic church in Paris. Not only because I’m happy with my posts – but also because I recently rediscovered a short video I took inside.
Chauvigny, a medieval clifftop town overlooking the Vienne river, boasts not 1 but 5 châteaux. It’s also important for Roman architecture; the Saint Pierre Collegiate Church (12th Century) with its famous sculptured chapels and painted columns, the Notre-Dame Church (12th Century) and the Saint-Pierre-des-Eglises with its pre-Romanesque murals.
Pebbly and surrounded by high cliffs, the beach at Le Tréport is typical of the seaside towns along Côte d’Albâtre.
On the upper level of Le Tréport, we noticed these stairs. They looked out of place, surrounded by a stunning vista but seemingly going nowhere.
It turns out that they were once part of Hotel Trianon, a grand hotel turned WW1 British Military Hospital. Later, during WW11 the German forces bombed the site. All that was left are the stairs we see today.
Here are some photos I took of display boards, to help imagine how the site looked decades ago.
The fishing town of Le Tréport is split into two parts; one being at sea level and built around the area where the Bresle River meets the ocean – and the other being on top of the striking white cliffs.
Take a (free) ride up or down Le Tréport’s funicular, which joins the upper and lower parts of the town. The ride, at less than 2 minutes, cuts through a tunnel in the cliff on a 155 metre long track.
I’m sure that fans of the Scandi-noir styled French cop drama Witnesses (or Les Témoins) will recognise the funicular.
I loved that program and really hope a third season is filmed. Fingers crossed.
The obvious draw for most visitors to Musée Marmottan Monet is to see paintings by the master himself. But what was surprising to me was the wide range of paintings by other well-known artists.
Yesterday I shared some sculptures and interesting pieces of furniture that I found at Musée Monet Marmottan.
But let’s be serious.
For any fan of Claude Monet’s work, or Impressionism art in general, I recommend a visit to Musée Marmottan Monet in Paris’ 16th arrondissement.
While it’s a little further out from the city centre, I found it to be well worth the minimal effort it took me to get there.
I was sporting a very unfashionable walking cast during my visit, which made traipsing around town very interesting, but I would do it again in an heartbeat. The wearing of the boot – not the injury – of course.
There is, after all, nowhere else in the world that can boast the largest collection of Monet pieces!
In addition to housing 100 of Monet’s masterpieces, the Marmottan also features numerous works from the artist’s personal collection (Sisley, Degas and Gauguin to name a few).
The museum is housed in what was once an old hunting lodge owned by a Duke.
Upon the Duke’s death, he left the property and his impressive collection of Impressionist pieces to the French Academy of Fine Arts.
One of Monet’s sons rounded out the collection by adding many of his Father’s personally owned pieces.
The museum is a treat not only for the paintings, but the vast number of other pieces. I’ve shared just a sampling of these that I found myself drooling over.
Check out my full post about this impressive monument, showcasing contributions made by French citizens throughout history.
I’ve accumulated a large (admittedly random) collection of photos of my feet taken during my travels. I thought it might be fun to occasionally share them here on MOTM and link each photo to a more in-depth post I’ve previously published.
It’s days like today that I’m extra thankful for our home. It’s the one place where I can relax and feel safe while blocking out the craziness – and a certain virus – at the door. I’m sure that I’m not alone in this.
This week’s Parisian door is a little different. Instead of being external and ornately decorated, this one can be found at the dark end of an hallway at Hotel La Louisiane in the city’s popular Saint-Germain-des-Près area.
Times are scary. Unpredictable and stifling with a dose of terror. Many people are turning to different types of self care to offset the negativity.
Like meditation, for example.
Personally, meditation hasn’t ever worked for me. My brain hasn’t figured out how to shut up.
I’ve got a couple of really exciting trips planned for the coming year. They’ll inevitably be cancelled though, because of
the impending apocalypse COVID-19.
In my attempt to avoid people (surprisingly easy for a non-peopley person such as myself) I’ve been spending time going through my Google albums. I found this short clip of a musical tree at Les Jardins d’Etretat, which you may remember me posting about last week, and thought I’d share it with you.
Cute, non? It was a nice treat to find in an already magical garden.
While looking at the impressive facade of Paris’ Notre Dame Cathedral, back before the horrific fire and its resulting devastation, I noticed this headless statue holding its head and wondered its significance.