Day 4 - Tuesday September 4

I had set my sports watch for an alarm to wake up but didn't hear it as my arm was under the pillow, so I was getting a late start. After this I also set the alarm on my phone so not to lose time. Today's objective, Musee D'Orsay.

I had an pre-purchased entry ticket so I could go to the shorter of the lines to enter the museum and headed up to the fifth level where the impressionist paintings are located.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The D'Orsay is a repurposed building, formerly a train station, is a beautiful as the contents. The first picture is a view from a stairway showing the length of the building.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 The next two pictures are from the restaurant where I ate lunch. Not a bad view for a lunch.

 

 Sculpture inside and out, a beautiful horse outside. Lots of interesting figures on the inside as well. The museum mainly houses art from 1850 and later.

 

 

 

 Nice backside, nice frontside too! LOL!

 

 

This is a footbridge across the Seine by the D;Orsay, which is called Passerelle Leopold Sedar Senghor - Formerly named the Passerelle Solférino. This is not the original bridge where locks were being attached, that was the Ponts des Arts just a bit farther upstream. This bridge is purely a pedestrian bridge and not for vehicles. Paris has been removing the sections and here it appears that they have wire that can be removed with the locks to help keep the weight down. 

A picture from inside the D'Orsay, you can just make out the Basilica of Sacre-Coeur. I would be up close and person with this in a few days.

Plus I had an upclose and personal interaction with a gypsy. I was walking way from the D'Orday towards the bridge when this girl bumped me while seeming to pick up a large gold ring from the ground. Oh you dropped this! Nope, not my ring, doesn't fit, no I don't want this, you found it, you keep it. I kept walking while she kept trying to press the ring on me and then asking for change for Coca-Cola. Nope, not stopping, not opening my bag, just keep walking. I kept going until she dropped back and I was halfway across the bridge. I looked back and she had picked out someone else to bug. I told the rest of my group what happened so they could be aware of this and some others on the trip had the same thing happen a few days later, but with a man. We had been warned of pick pockets, gypsies and people who would try to stop us to sign petitions while hoping to lift something off of us. Thankfully none of us lost anything to them.