Finally have a French meal - breakfast in a pastisserie and it's great - then think about how we can allocate our meagre time (and after yesterday, Polly's even more limited stamina).
First
stop is a short Metro ride to the iconic Arc de Triomphe - very imposing - then a walk down the Champs D'Elysee. Whilst it has some grand places - Cartier, for instance - much of it is somewhat, how do you say, trés ordinairé. Burger joints both foreign and domestic, department stores, sandwich shops. But just by being here in the thin sunlight we feel in Paris for once.Next, the Pompidou Centre, centre of modern art in Paris. We love it. We see an exhibition by Yves Klein. Forgive this oike Australian but he seems famous for a new kind
of blue - but oh, what a nice blue! We see his work and footage of him creating the work - slathering models with blue and pressing them to canvas, dragging them on big sheets of paper. We have lunch in the cafeteria - which is lovely, and hang the cost! - then look at the other exhibitions, mainly focused around Polly's passion, moving images. But in the end we had no time left for a visit to Sacré Coeur (nor anything else we would have loved to have seen). Over dinner, a pleasant enough mid-priced meal, we plotted our return.
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