Tuesday, May 26, 2026

France 2026—May 24th & 25th, Paris

May 24th, Day 5

It's Sunday morning and we're going to walk to Saint-Germain-des-Pres because our B.I. neighbor Ken said it was beautiful inside. Oh, and Descartes is buried there. Saint-Germain-des-Pres is just a few blocks from St. Sulpice where we wanted to listen to the organist play before 11AM Mass so we visited both.

Theory of Saint-Germain-des-Prés (translated below)

Childebert, son of Clovis, built a basilica around 543 dedicated to Saint Vincent and the Holy Cross. It became the necropolis of the Merovingian kings (Saint-Symphorien Chapel). Saint Germain, after whom it is named, was also buried there in 576. Pillaged by the Normans, the church was rebuilt starting around the year 1000; the bell tower-porch bears witness to this. 

The construction was lengthy and brought new solutions to architectural problems. The nave was completed around 1050. The semicircular choir is surrounded by an ambulatory bordered by five radiating chapels with ribbed vaults (1163). Pierre de Montreuil added the Chapel of the Virgin and the cloister to the church in 1245; these have since disappeared. 

The Benedictine abbey, under the direct authority of the Pope, adopted the Rule of Saint Maur in 1631; it became a fruitful center of historical research thanks to its scholars, such as Dom Mabillon. The abbey was suppressed in 1790. While the restorations carried out on the church in the 19th century were not always successful, its architecture has now been restored to its former glory.

Looking toward Saint-Germain-des-Press altar.


Looking from the altar back to the organ.
Saint-Germain-des-Pres is the oldest church in Paris.

We arrived to St. Sulpice for the 10:45AM organ prelude to Mass. 
This is an audio only of the organ prelude. This is
2:30min and begins kind of subdued...
...and this 56 second audio is dramatic.
We stayed through most of the Mass, leaving
at the homily since we wouldn't understand
a word of it.
It was 90F (32C) by the time we got to Baguette Paris at noon at the end of our lane.
Marie ordered this grilled veggie sandwich.
I ordered a croque monsieur–so yummy!

We hung out in our cool apartment until we met Carmen, Sam, and his fiancée Aly at Le Viaduc for a drink.

Carmen Crenshaw-Hovey, Aly, and Sam, her eldest son, live in Zurich, but Sam works for Citibank and is on a 3 month assignment in Paris so Carmen and Aly came down to Paris for a three day weekend. We all had a good visit. Aly had to catch her 6PM train back to Zurich so Sam walked her to Gare de Lyon and joined us again at Le Viaduc.

We saw Carmen three years ago during our post-Covid trip and we were surprised when she texted us and said she was in Paris too and suggested we get together. 
Sasha, the dog, Carmen, Alexzander, Sam,
and Aly his fiancée the day after Christmas.

I love these kind of serendipitous moments. Carmen's sons were not in town when we visited her in Zurich, so the last time I saw Sam, he was 7 and now he's 31 and a stock trader for Citibank and is getting married this August. Time flies! 

We all walked to Place de la Bastille and had a light dinner on the square at La Falstaff. Carmen enjoyed a melted goat cheese on small triangles of toast resting on a salad and Marie and I shared a caesar salad. We both had a bowl of the ubiquitous (and delicious) French french fries. Sam was whipped from his long bike ride earlier in the day so he headed back to his apartment to take a cool shower.
Aly and Sam in Paris.

Alexzander is now working on a cruise ship out of Nassau. He's a sports director for a cruise line and is thriving even though he's putting in 70 hour weeks.

Carmen said he'll get a couple months off starting in  August and will return to Zurich to recharge his batteries.













May 25th, Day 6—Too Damn Hot!

Underground RER train. It's not always about the metro.
Our train is one stop to the Tuileries Gardens. We took the train 
because the station is at the end of our lane, one stop away
from the Tuileries Gardens. Why?Well, at 11AM it was already
86F (30C)
We crossed the center walkway at the gardens to get
under the shade.

Lots of folks in the gardens were lining up for gelato.
Place de la Concorde and the obelisk marking it is in the background. 
This is where Marie Antoinette was beheaded during the reign of terror.






Folks in the Tuiluries Gardens catching
some shade, and hopefully a breeze.
Is this a bit of Picasso in the Tuileries Gardens?



                            This art installation at Pont Neuf is pretty cool
We visited Saint Chapelle 3 years ago so we
don't feel compelled to do so again even though
it's a block away from our apartment.

The walk back to our apartment was hot, damn hot (91F/33C). Thankfully, we brought our umbrellas with us to create our own shade, but I have to say, the heat radiating up from the street wasn't helpful.

Both of us took a cool shower as soon as we entered our apartment. Marie ate a banana and some potato chips to replenish her potassium and salt. We hung out, avoiding the 91F/33C heat before making our way to Bateaux-Mouches for an evening Seine River cruise.

The cruise was worth it once we were underway, but standing in line with a horde of other folks wasn't exactly what we had in mind. I purchased tickets on line, and for some silly reason, I thought we'd skip lining up. Ha!

Anyway, once on the boat, we sat topside and so enjoyed a light breeze as the sun set. The cruise lasted about 70 minutes and was quite pleasant looking at the city from the river. Enjoy the pictures without commentary.














After we docked, we caught the RER on our way back to our apartment only to find out a few minutes into the ride that Invalides would be the train's last stop. Um, what?! So a 15 minute train ride back to Place St. Michel ended up being a long walk along underground tunnels in search of a Metro link that got us home. An hour later we did finally arrive and we dropped into bed after a third shower shortly after midnight.










Saturday, May 23, 2026

France 2026—May 23rd, Paris

May 23rd, Day 4

Oh man, it's going to be 89 today, but it feels like it will get hotter. I'm basing this on our walk this morning to Jardin des Plantes (Botanical Garden), around and a peek inside the Grand Mosque, and back to our apartment. By 11AM it was 80F (26.6C) and we were happy to be inside where it was cool. Marie turned on the fan and I mixed a liquid IV packet in her water bottle. We've only walked 3.2 miles, but walking on the black tarmac in the heat feels longer. 

On our way to the Botanical Garden.
Gotta love the architecture here. This apartment is across
the street from Madame Currie Medical School and about
a block from the gardens.



NATIONAL MUSEUM OF NATURAL HISTORY, A CENTER FOR EDUCATION

Heir to a heritage unique in the world and a major scientific authority, the National Museum of Natural History also houses a Master's program and a doctoral school. Its educational offerings are based on the richness of its collections and the dynamism of its multidisciplinary research. It fosters synergies between the natural, human, and social sciences.

Its ambition is to support, in initial training, continuing education, or returning studies, students, doctoral candidates, teachers, and professionals facing contemporary environmental, heritage, and societal challenges.


Ya, this is a kangaroo. It's part of the menagerie section.
Just chillin.


This wallaby was hungry.

We walked around the garden, staying in the shade as 
much as we could.


There was a lot of work going on so some of the gardens were blocked
off, but we visited the Flower Market yesterday and saw tons of flowers.


This historical plaque is translated below.

History of Paris: The Mosque

Its origins lie in the creation in 1920 of the Muslim Institute, directed by Si Kaddour ben Ghabrit, president of the Society of Habous of the Holy Places of Islam, under the auspices of France, which contributed to the financing. The project to build a mosque was added to this. The City of Paris offered the land of the former Pitié Hospital (75,000 m²). The Habous Society chose the architects Robert Fournez and Maurice Mantout, but it was Moroccan, Algerian, and Tunisian artisans who created the marble cladding, polychrome earthenware, stucco work, porphyry fountains, and cedar doors.

The mosque, built thanks to the generosity of Arab countries, was inaugurated in 1926. Its minaret rises to 26 meters.

The Grand Mosque takes up an entire block. This doorway leads into its tea shop.

I don't know what this says, but the calligraphy is pretty. Maybe
it says "Grand Mosque entrance is to the left, 100 meters".


We're making our way back to our apartment and I'm keeping us
in the shade as much as possible, because it's 80F (26.6) at 11AM.
This guy and his cat play opposite Shakespeare & Co. Bookstore.


Cooling off in our living/dining room and kitchen.

I'm posting this now (2:15PM Paris time) and will continue the blog later today. 

We walked down the street and across Place St. Michel and over to The Great Canadian, a pub that has traditional pub grub. We had a beer and cider and an order of nachos for linner (lunch/dinner). 
The view from our table.


Our neighbors, Ken and Cyndi, came by and we had a nice visit.

Ya, our neighbors on Bainbridge were in Paris too!