Yesterday Faye and Robert went museum hopping. I stayed home to rest because I have a cold.

They visited Musee dÓrsay and Monet’s Water Lilies at the lÓrangerie.

  A walk across the Pont de Solferino bridge gave the a view of all the “love locks.” Lovers place these locks on the bridge with their name and date of how long they have been together.

A quick trip to the garden book store and Faye scored some note cards.

This ferris wheel is at the Concorde but is it not operational yet.You can see the obelisk in the background.

Thursday was “B”day.

Beginning one minute after midnight on the third Thursday of November and running through mid-December, Paris welcomes the arrival of the Beaujolais Nouveau with uncharacteristic enthusiasm for such a controlled people. The fresh, fruity wine is rushed from vineyards a bit north of Lyon direct to Paris, where wine bars and most cafés serve it happily and buzz with news of the latest vintage. The first 24 hours is the most fun and raucous, and it’s easy to join the party if you don’t mind elbowing your way to the comptoir for un verre. Cafés and bistros continue the celebration for weeks, many offering dishes with a glass of the Beaujolais Nouveau.
Beaujolais nouveau has arrived! Who wants the first sip?

Faye and I went out on our own today and visited the St. Germain-des-Pres Church. We enjoyed French Onion soup at the Café de Flore. This is in an expensive area of town so we just window “licked ” – what the French call window shopping.

Saturday we are going to the American Church in Paris Christmas market and the Flea Market!