This morning took us to Saint Etienne-du-mont to visit the church and venerate the tomb (alas, missing most of its borrower), St. Genevieve.
Here you will also find the grave of Pascal and of Racine.
Who wants to do the perfect, and yet smooth, English for us? I did it standing there.
Then across the street to the Pantheon, which I find sort of creepy. Down in the crypt you can find writers such as Voltaire, the horrid Rousseau, Hugo, Dumas… scientists Marie and Pierre Curie, etc.
Off the the Grand Palais for the Velasquez exhibit. I couldn’t take pictures, but we spent hours. I took lots of notes, as is my wont.
Outside the Grand Palais, there were flowering bushes. Anyone know what this is?
Then onto the Metro for a ride to Saint Denis… heads attached.
Work is being done, but we could still view the vaults.
Tomb on the left, middle, Charles Martel! When shall we see his like again?
Back in town, we went to Saint Sévèrin.
Let’s all play: “What’s Wrong With This Picture?”
Tonight, our final supper in Paris. Tomorrow, off to Roma.