Tuesday morning we made our way through neighborhood streets towards Montmartre.
Palais Garnier, the Paris Opera House
We took a tour of the Galeries Lafayette, an upmarket department store across the street from the opera house.
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Montmartre cemetery is a good place to hobnob with the formerly rich and famous.
It is a cemetery of a certain age … and enduring style.
We lunched with Berlioz.
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And found the last resting place of Osiris (Daniel Osiris, that is).
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Sated with ghosts, we wandered back through Paris streets towards the Seine…
…where we hopped a boat for a later afternoon river cruise.
What had been a glorious summer day suddenly turned gray – and the heavens opened.
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The deluge included a goodly does of hail – ironically, much like the hail concurrently pummeling my tomatoes back home.
A fitting end to our Paris adventures!
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