Off we went for three train rides of two stops each to the Arts et Metiers Museum, basically the engineering and inventions museum of France. Lots of trains, planes hanging from the old church, an entire section on printing, steam engines, cars and other mechanical implements. After some three hours of that, we headed back the way we came to visit the Musee D’Orsay, one of the great art museums in the world.
And once again, the Museum Pass paid its own way, as we walked through a special line to enter, a special line for security and a special line right into the main room of this century-old train station. The line to buy tickets queued up for at least a half hour.
Once inside, we never made it past the second floor, but who cares? It’s free with the Museum Pass.
Lynn’s foot hurt, so we retreated to our ‘hood to buy a poulet rotî (rotisserie chicken), cheese, wine and a few vegetables to complete the round of necessities for life. On the way home, we stopped at L’Annexe, a little bar at the end of our street for a real cocktail. Scotch tastes so much better with eau de Paris.