La Seine, houseboat with greenery growing on top, fall leaves on the tarp in front.
Clock in the Musée d'Orsay, former train station turned refuge of 19th century art.
Not water, but a glass bench to sit on while gazing at Monet's water lilies.
Art and unabashed art-lookers. Well, they may be non-looking at the moment.
Unabashed art with appreciative onlooker.
Rodin Man, whether unabashed or not seems less important here than the twisting sinews of his face, arms, hands, and legs.
Walk up the Champs Elysées to the Arc de Triomphe this afternoon. Drizzly and grey, but a bit of blue broke through to give interest to the sky. Ken took this nice shot.
After wandering through an interminable Santa's Village being set up along the first third or so of the Champs Elysée (triumph of American-style consumerism, methinks), we stopped into a Brioche Dorée for hot chocolate and pain au chocolat, then wandered over to the belated monument to Napoleonic Greatness and enjoyed another Parisian eloge to monumentality.
Patriotic fervor on the patriotic Arc de Triomphe.
Tomorrow, hopping on the bateaux mouche to visit the Eiffel Tower and other sites, cruising the Seine. Definitely November weather, but still navigable.
Attempting to express japanese genes..."sugoi!" The U.S. election results seemed to affect the weather even here, but tourists will be tourists, even in the face of mind-numbing national news from home.