In a cafe near the Arc de Triomphe, we had a French breakfast, croissants+hot cocoa+orange juice. Although I have eaten two apples and chewed a small piece of dry bread this morning, I still feel that I am only half full (well ... I admit I ate too much. . . )
The cat's sense of disorientation was revealed again after leaving the cafe. We turned half a circle around the Arc de Triomphe, and finally found the right direction of the Champs Elysé es with the help of the map and compass (on the iphone, but I didn't dare to turn on the gps during international roaming). At that time, the cat said, "Anyway, it's a street facing the Arc de Triomphe. It's really no good. We can always find it when we turn around." Well, it's my turn to thunder ... Champs Elysees is really a shopping place, and there are big luxury stores one after another, but I am a person who has no feeling about shopping and shopping ... I just came to see it and went through the motions. I only accompanied the cat into a clothing store and a cosmetics store, but ms is not cheap (I don't know the general price, so I can't compare it). And winter is the weekend here, slightly deserted.
Walking along Champs Elysees, I happened to see a small shop on the street. The wrought iron of an angel on the roof was a little chic, but I didn't go to see it because the door was closed.
Later, I happened to see a place leading to a bridge full of golden statues. The cat said I wanted to see it, so I went to the Hotel des Invalides/Musee d'armee by mistake.
This bridge is located on the Seine River, from which you can also see the Eiffel Tower in the distance. It's just that snowflakes are floating in the sky at this moment, and it's a little vague.
I said to the cat, "There are many green wowotou." The cat was stunned, looked at it and said, "It's a bit like it."
After a turn, I still like that statue of cannon best, hehe.
Then, we detoured back to the Tour Eiffel, and it was the way to go to Eiffel and then to Invalides. But this time, follow me, and I found the right direction. o(∩_∩)o Haha, the cafe on the roadside was seated, perhaps because of the snow, and it was empty.
Gray weather, cold iron tower, crows on dead branches, somehow think of "dead vines and old trees faint crows, heartbroken people are in the end of the world." The cat said that Paris in winter is the real Paris. There is no romance in people's imagination, but it is more cold.
Here I took a photo of Juck Zhang's feelings for the cat. Of course, I kept it for myself, so I won't post it. Wow, Kaka. The cat helped me negotiate the price and bought some key rings of the small tower as souvenirs. I remember it was five euros and eight, but later I heard from other high school students in Paris that those who would bargain could get four or five or even more 1 Europe. If anyone comes here and wants to buy it, remember to bargain well ~ hehe.
My cat and I had lunch in the restaurant in front of Eiffel subway station, but the steak she ordered was so old that she couldn't cut it. After dinner, we took the subway directly to Notre Dame, and of course, we skipped the ticket. There is a dedicated cosplay at the door, dressed in Pharaoh's clothes, motionless in the snow.
I am not afraid of the cold, and I am walking along the Seine with a cat that is very afraid of the cold. Is this a digestion? Maybe. The cat wrapped its head in a scarf and then turned to me and asked, "Is it like an egg seller?" Hehe, unlike this, you are still beautiful. It's just that I didn't say it, but I just smiled silly, like in middle school, pulling the cat's cold hand to warm it. At that time, the cat always said that my hands were like a small heater, and they were always so warm in winter. Walking slowly along the Seine, maybe it was too cold, so it was just the two of us along the way. Oh, by the way, there are some waterfowl (waterfowl, birds by the water, make do with this understanding. I feel like a seagull.
We passed the Musee D'orsa (I was impressed by it because the teacher said in the French class that it was an art museum transformed from the former station, but we never went in after leaving), stepped over the Neuf pont and walked all the way to the outside of the Musee du Louvre.
Through here, it is the world-famous Louvre.
However, it was late, so I didn't go in. I was going to take another day before I left to ponder over the civilization here.
Through here, I came to the subway station. It was still early and it was really cold, so we decided to have a cup of coffee.
By the way, secretly report a small story, the chat-up game I played with the cat. Me: "Tutu (cats like to call me Tutu) accosted cats. Cat, Bunny buys you coffee. " Cat: "No." Me: "Oh …" Cat: "Bunny, buy me coffee." Me: "Well, good!" Naive game, later in France, we have been playing like this, never tired of it. Hehe, so we warmed up with two cups of coffee in a seemingly expensive shop, but it was actually more expensive.
In the evening, we went to the friend's house of my adopted brother who worked in Paris, and we made a package for jiaozi, but it was New Year's Eve. I haven't been home for the Spring Festival for many years, but I'm really happy to have a cat this year. After eating jiaozi, I watched the clips of Spring Festival Gala uploaded on the Internet and had a lively and exotic New Year. However, because we will continue to wander in Paris the next day, the cat and I left early. Outside the la defense station, overlooking the brightly lit night in Paris from a height, the Arc de Triomphe echoes Eiffel from afar.
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LV.30 Sugar Card (Beijing) 2010-10-1311:57: 07 Reply to quote Hehe O(∩_∩)O~ Travel notes, which are both romantic.
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LV. 15 _ xd (Kyoto) 2010-1312: 21:52 The day after replying to the quotation is Valentine's Day, and I wanted to be in Paris with my cat. Finally, I spent a half-day trip to Paris with my dry brother. In the morning, it should be said that the cat didn't get up until noon. We just checked out and checked our luggage in the hotel. While waiting for the bus at the station, we took our only photo in harmony.
My brother took me to Montmartre Heights, and the destination was a great restaurant, which was located under the stairs of Montmartre Heights that were always printed on postcards.
The roast foie gras in this restaurant is very good. If you have a chance, I recommend you to try it. As for the coffee ordered after dinner, it may be because of Valentine's Day. Even the sugar cubes are made into hearts, and suddenly they are a little lost.
To Montmartre Heights, you must go to Sacred Heart Church.
Looking down from a height, this is not the romantic Paris with many tall buildings. When the shutter was pressed, it was discovered that the diabolo from nowhere broke into the four-frame image.
Walking down the stairs, I saw the merry-go-round that should have been in the garden. Does it remind people of some childhood fun? !
By the way, I also looked at the famous Moulin Rouge, but I didn't even set foot in a bar, so I naturally didn't go in.
LV. 17 Sugar Little Sugar (Beijing) 2010-1313:10: 21Reply to the live broadcast?
LV. 15 _ xd (Kyoto) 2010-1314: 48: 45 After replying to the quotation, we went to Pyramides and met the cat in front of the Paris Opera House.
Along the theater avenue, I came to the so-called Japanese area, which is really a lot of Japanese restaurants, but I have been in Japan for several years and I am not very interested in it. So the three men went straight to Pompidou Center. On the street glass, the snowman seems to be hugging each other, with a faint sweet breath.
First, an Italian ice cream shop (ms is Italian, but not a French brand) opposite the Pompidou center, and each person has a cup of hot chocolate with rich fragrance. After that, I had an ice cream. I ate what the cat bought for me. The cone scooped out a flower in the shape of yogurt and cashew nuts. It was delicious ~ Pompidou Center, with its strange shape, and many strange things in it, which both cats and dry brothers were very interested in. I am tempted by some photo albums and albums in the bookstore.
When it came out, night had fallen and the sun went back to rest early.
When the cat strode forward, it left a handsome back in front of my eyes. I don't know why, when I think of the merry-go-round that I met in the afternoon, the cat and I, just like people sitting on the merry-go-round, can only see the back in front of us forever, so close, but we can't touch it. Between us, we are chasing or waiting for the distance that we can't reach ... Because that night, I was going to Nancy by TGV with my cat, and it was still early, so I strolled to Uncle M's house to kill time. Passing through a church, it looked a little weird. Later, although I asked where it was, my bad memory had long since forgotten.
M's coffee paper cup, very cute. That is to say, a coffee bean+a heart = a cup of fragrant coffee ~ just, a deep attachment and a sincere heart are not equal to a beautiful love. Hehe ~ forgive my nonsense.
My brother took my cat and me to Paris South Railway Station, and the conductor kindly helped me out of the seat next to the cat (the round-trip ticket that the cat bought when he came to Paris). Knowing that the cat is carsick, I hold the cat on my shoulder and can have a rest even if I can't sleep. In this way, we left this so-called romantic city-Paris together.
LV. 15 _ xd (Kyoto) 2010-1314: 50: 41reply to the quotation and reply to the sugar card: Hehe, just a brief description.
LV. 15 mi _ xd (Kyoto) 2010-1314: 52: 28 Reply to the quotation: As early as winter, reply to sugar sweets.
LV. 15 _ xd (Kyoto) 2010-13 23: 47: 05 Reply to the quotation. Later, I traveled around Germany, visited Luxembourg, passed through Switzerland, and returned to the cat for two days again. The first morning, I still woke up early, but I couldn't see the sleeping figure, and some didn't want to get up. . . Finally, I chose to deposit myself in the Louvre where the treasures of civilization gathered, but I felt a little careless. Like the reflection of a runner, what is he chasing?
I like miniature and small things since I was a child, and here is no exception. ------------------to be cont nued is so tired and sleepy ... I'll write it again tomorrow ...
LV. 15 _ xd (Kyoto) 2010-1412:13:14 Reply to quote that there are too many worlds in the Louvre. Frankly, I don't understand. For me, art is just an external attraction, that's all. Draw quietly and intently alone. Look at it carefully and then turn around gently. Only these two people make me feel that I am still in a temple of art, not in a busy city.
For sculpture, I prefer to find what I am interested in in in the details.
Too famous things, coming here, it is just an eye addiction. If you really need beautiful pictures, you should look for them in those picture books. So, there are some unknown little things under the shutter.
Although the word "buy a gift and return it to the pearl" is not very appropriate, when people pay too much attention to those priceless treasures, has anyone noticed the details outside the location of Louvre?
At lunch time, I accidentally walked into a space that was almost empty. I called the cat (for more reasons, maybe I missed it a little) and asked a very ignorant question, "Which of the three treasures of Louvre is it?" The cat is almost speechless ... I said, "I have seen the Mona Lisa hidden behind thick glass, and I have passed by Venus, which has been watched by countless people, but I can't remember what the last one is." The cat just told me that there is still a sphinx missing, which is hidden under Egypt, so I can find it myself slowly. Hehe, it turns out that I forgot this "feat" of Napoleon. Mona Lisa is the charm revealed in the hazy; The sphinx is the profound and solemn mystery; Only Venus, I think "she" is more suitable for that beautiful figure.
Still focus on all kinds of small treasures.
Maybe it's all because of small sculptures, which are relatively complete.
The little claws of the pervert found out! Before leaving, I saw a man looking at it carefully.
Intentionally or unintentionally, write down a ppMM sitting against the wall and copying. Youyun: Don't play dumb, it's obvious that the MM is beautiful, and you want to take a sneak shot, but you have a wicked heart and no guts! Besides, you also took nude photos of people (referring to statues)! )
Another strange MM broke into the camera and stood in front of it as a matter of course.
Take another look at Louvre and say goodbye.
LV. 15 On the way to see the scenery (Shanghai) 2010-1412: 44:13 Reply to quote sentimental beauty.
LV. 15 _ xd (Kyoto) 2010-14 20: 51:53 Wandering in the streets of Paris, crossing the bridge of the Seine, unwilling to stop, that's all. Leisurely Parisians sit and spread out newspapers and bask in the winter sun.
Does the obelisk at Jinding record the glory of victory or bear the memories of war?
Triangular building on the corner. It may be that I have seen too many square buildings, and I always feel a strange feeling every time I see them.
Unconsciously, I came to the Seine again, only this time without the company of the cat. So, I walked slowly along the river bank, as if remembering something.
It's Orsay again, but now I don't have the feeling of going to four museums in one afternoon when I was in Germany. After all, it's just passing through here again.
Sunset twilight
On the river bank, a little moss, like me, is low-key and quietly guarding my own inch of land.
I still remember that day, we walked all the way here, only to find that there was no road ahead. Smile at each other, but you are not in a hurry to leave. Although you are already very cold, you are still here, holding hands and chatting. It's just why the light and shadow these days feel far away.
The streets of Paris are not as square as those of Xi 'an and Kyoto, which I am familiar with. If you don't walk, you can't know what direction the road will lead to.
The tour bus, just because of the cold winter, makes people sit on the top floor in the open air and enjoy the scenery of the streets in Paris.
From Notre Dame to Louvre, from Louvre to Notre Dame, slightly different routes, inverted starting point and ending point. Vaguely feel that between me and the cat, will return to the original starting point ...
Notre Dame, the chapel on the right (I don't know what to call it, but I just entered Notre Dame, in a small place on the right where I need to buy a ticket), and those who like stained glass can go in and have a look. In a month, although I have seen more than N churches, only here can I look closely.
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LV. 15 _ xd (Kyoto) 2010-10-17 00: 07: 41reply quotes walking around, I don't know where. Because of one person, I don't care where I am.
LV. 15 _ xd (Kyoto) 2010-17 09: 09: 59 On the last day in Paris, I was going to the Palace of Versailles. When I backed up, I found that I had run out of throat lozenges, so I went out to buy a new one. I got on the bus again, sat in the empty carriage, and looked out of the window, somewhat confused.
On the way, I met two Arab girls, saying that they wanted to donate money. One posted it very close and almost pushed me to the window. Looking at the poorly printed statistics, I guessed that it should be a scam, so I didn't understand what they were saying and sent them away. Later, I thought, maybe I gave them a few euros at that time, so the loss would be smaller. The car stopped slowly and leisurely, and rummaged through my pockets before leaving the station to find the ticket I put in. Only then did I find that I had lost my new wallet. Holding the last glimmer of hope, I saw if I left it in the car. I added words in English and asked the cleaner. The answer was that no one had seen it. I searched the whole train and never saw it again. In a bad mood, depressed.
The first thing to be thankful for is that because I am leaving, my passport, air ticket and bank card are all packed in another big wallet, lying safely in the box in my room, without me. Another lucky thing is that the 5 euro note I found after buying sugar was put in my trouser pocket and not in my wallet. In this way, plus the scattered coins in the coin purse, there is enough money to buy a return ticket. When it comes to money, I haven't lost much, less than 60 euros. I just feel bad about the crocodile's new wallet that I have only changed for a few months, and then I have a lot of tickets when I travel in Europe for a month (I have a hobby of collecting tickets). But I'm here after all. I don't know about my wallet, and I still have my passport and everything. I'll consider myself unlucky, and I'll still go outside Versailles, at least take a look and see it all.
Then, I bought a return ticket with all the cash in my pocket. When I got back, I ate a Turkish barbecue, cleaned up and left. But in the end, I went to the wrong boarding gate again, which surprised the ticket checking staff. I was nervous that someone had not boarded the plane and the door had been closed. Before leaving, I sent a short message to the cat, but there was no reply. From the greeting the night before, I never heard from the cat again. Until later, those later things … started here and ended here. My trip to Europe was from joy to loss, from companionship to loneliness.