A final day of theater in London


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The amazing venue for Agatha Christie’s Witness for the Prosecution is County Hall, London.

This is my final full day in London and to keep myself out of the stores, I have discount tickets for two more productions, a play and a musical.  If you have been following the blog you know this is day 3 of 3 days in London with two shows each day.  Pure heaven for Natasha.  I love that discount tickets are available even several days in advance so I could do a little planning.


The Mansion House, the official residence of the Lord Mayor of London with a statute of Wellington in front. Across the street is the Bank of England.

I had some cash from my last visit to London that is no good.  The paper 5 and 10-pound notes have been reissued in a more plastic feeling version.  So I have to go convert these old notes.  Since I don’t have an account at a London bank, I have to go to “headquarters”, The Bank of England.  The Bank was started in 1694 as a private bank for the govenment and is now the Central Bank for the United Kingdom.  Luckily we are staying in the Financial District so there is a branch (actually the main location) within walking distance.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. On my walk over to the bank, I stepped into a church wedged between the new construction in the financial district before continuing on to the Church of England.  It was charming.

Apparently the new notes have been circulation since September 2016, but some proprietor was happy to foist the old notes on me during my last visit.  According to the Bank of England, the £5 note featuring Sir Winston Churchill was “the first Bank of England banknote printed on polymer. Polymer is a thin, flexible plastic material that lasts longer, stays cleaner and is harder to counterfeit than paper banknotes.”


Photo ©Jean Janssen In the financial district in London, a statute of Wellington with the main branch of the Bank of England in the background.

Not surprisingly, there is a lot of security at the bank, sometimes referred to as the “Old Lady”.  I had to wait in line a while.  I found out my 20-pound paper notes were ok and my 10-pound note was in the new material, so I ended up changing only two, five-pound notes.  A lot of work for not much reward, but at least the building was interesting and next door was a tube station (not surprising named BANK) that took we directly to Waterloo Station, the closest tube station to the “theater” for my first performance of the day.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The production will be at London County Hall. Note the top of the London Eye in the background.

The line was direct to and from the Bank station in the financial district and the Waterloo station, on the South Bank; it is the only direct link line in the London underground system.  Navigating the Waterloo station is a bit confusing as it is also a major train and bus terminal.  There was also construction going on outside.  I am now south of the Thames, near the London Eye.  I went looking for the theater venue first and once I located it, I found a spot for lunch.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. I sat next to a charming British couple at lunch who were also going to the show.

Its my last day in London so I wanted to take advantage of my last chance for authentic fish and chips.  I sat next to a charming couple who are also in town for the play.  They come with a group to see London productions on a regular basis.  He is a retired civil servant and she is a yoga instructor.  People I meet when I travel always want to talk about American politics; under the current leadership, it embarrasses me.  However, Natasha will share her thoughts when they ask.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. London County Hall


Photo ©Jean Janssen. London County Hall.

I have to admit that one of the reasons I chose this play was because of the venue.  The idea of seeing the play in council chambers that look like an English Courtroom intrigued me.  I also love Agatha Christie and this is one of her own favorite works. “According to her autobiography, Witness for the Prosecution was one of Agatha Christie’s favourites of all her works, stating: ‘One night at the theatre stands out in my memory especially; the first night of Witness for the Prosecution. I can safely say that that was the only first night I have enjoyed… It was one of my plays that I like best myself.’”


Photo ©Jean Janssen. London County Hall


Photo ©Jean Janssen. London County Hall


Photo ©Jean Janssen. London County Hall

The fact that I am a lawyer, particularly a litigator, means that courtroom dramas fascinate me.  It was not a hard choice to make this selection.  The promotion material drew me in. “A brand new, site-specific production of Agatha Christie’s Witness for the Prosecution will be staged in a a unique court room setting inside County Hall, adjacent to the London Eye on London’s South Bank…[It] will place the audience in the centre of the action within the court room.”


Photo ©Jean Janssen. London County Hall


The acting was superb and they did very well with the limited set.  But of course, they had this amazing room.  The actors moved smoothly in and out of the council chambers, often passing right by me.  Its a great play to begin with and includes-in true Christie fashion-a wonderful twist.  I highly recommend this special production.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Near Piccadilly, London


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Lots of flags out for VE Day in London.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Celebrity selfie, sort of.

After the play, it was back to the Waterloo Station to head to Piccadilly.  I found my next theater venue easily and then wandered around the area.  This week the country celebrated the anniversary of VE Day, or V Day, Victory in Europe Day, the end of World War II.   There were lots of flags out; the country is also celebrating the wedding of Price Harry to Meghan Markle.  Plenty of souvenirs celebrate the event and I picked up the one Emma had requested.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. One of the Chinatown gates, London.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. One of the Chinatown gates, London.

I was once again in the area of Chinatown, but today opted for Italian Food near the theater.  Once inside, a single patron was vacated her place and offered me her spot by the window.  Here I enjoyed the food and watched the world go by.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Watching West End activity through the restaurant window, London.

Tonight, I am seeing a musical, Everybody’s Talking about Jamie.  This show was not on my radar before I came over, but I heard so many wonderful things about it from other theater patrons I have met the last few days I thought I would give it a try.  I got a pretty good seat purchasing my discount ticket at TKTS on Leicester Square.  From this retailer, you have to buy your tickets in person, but you can check out availability on-line.  You can also buy discount tickets up to two days in advance of the show.  More tickets become available closer to the show and sometime the discount increases as well.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The Apollo Theater, London, current home to Everybody’s Talking about Jamie.

Everybody’s Talking About Jamie centers around a 16-year old boy from Sheffield who wants to be a drag queen; the musical was inspired by a true story.  The telling of the story started as a documentary film, was supported by regional theater and eventually became the West End musical currently playing at the Apollo Theater.  The real break-out star is John McCrea who plays the title role character of Jamie.  McCrea already has a string of theater (including West End), television, and film credits, but he is beyond phenomenal in this role.  He played the part in the original Sheffield production and transferred to the West End.  To be honest, you must see the very tall, platinum blond McCrea in this role.  I can’t image the production without him.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The stage set for Everybody’s Taking about Jamie at the Apollo Theater in London’s West End.

I loved the musical.  Its a strong story, very sad at some points and hysterically funny at others.  Great staging with the band just above the action at all times and a set that transitions easily.  And what about the musical numbers?  Of course the choreography and costuming is fantastic, but I just loved the music.  It is not typical for me to buy the CD after the production, but this time I bought it at intermission.  Yes, it was not good.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The beautiful ceiling in the Apollo Theater, London.

After the show, I made my train connections from Piccadilly.  I throughly enjoyed 5 of the 6 productions I saw.  Its been a great trip to London for me; I just love theater here.  Until I travel again…Natasha


Photo ©Jean Janssen. I spotted the seemingly out of place, General Lying-In Hospital near the London County Hall. Note the names of the patrons on the building. “The General Lying-In Hospital was one of the first maternity hospitals in Great Britain. It opened in 1767 and closed in 1971. Lying-in is an archaic term for childbirth, and “general” here refers not to a hospital handling all sorts of cases, but to one accepting all patients, i.e. not linked to one religion, as hospitals often were.”

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I’m just wild about Harry: Harry Potter and the Cursed Child in London


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The Palace Theater, London, the current venue for Harry Potter and the Cursed Child.

As my frequent readers know, I am a Harry Potter fan.  On one of my last visits to London, I took a bus out to see the Warner Brothers Studios in Leavesden.  Today the Harry Potter theme continues with the two-part play, Harry Potter and the Cursed Child.  To experience the full story, you go to two performances, one of each part.  You do not need to see both parts the same day, or even on consecutive days.  However, given the timing of our visit, it only worked for me to see a Wednesday matinee performance of part I and Wednesday evening performance of part II.  I have the same seat on the aisle for both.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The Palace Theater in London, the West End venue of Harry Potter and the Cursed Child.

The play was highly recommended to me by the Dean of the Faculty of the the liberal arts University where I serve as a member of the board of trustees.  She had seen the plays on a trip to London with her husband and son.  It can be very difficult to get tickets.  The plays are now also being performed in New York, but when I saw the London venue I was so glad I had chosen to see them here.  The Palace Theater location just added to the experience.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The Tower Hill Tube Station was just a few blocks from our hotel. The platform there offered a great view of the Tower of London.

I figured out my route on the tube and left from the Tower Hill Station, just two blocks from my hotel.  I arrived early to pick up my tickets at Will Call.  The box office ticket agent let me know that the theater would open an hour before the performance.  At the time, I wasn’t sure why he made such a big deal about that.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The McDonald’s just across from the Palace Theater in the West End, London has large screen terminals where you place your order.

Since it sounds like I might not have as much time as I thought, I just went to the McDonald’s across the street to grab lunch.  I really try not to go to chains restaurants, particularly American chains, when I travel.  However, I just wanted something quick.  There were a lot of “American” options nearby.  As I ate my lunch siting next to the window that gave me a view of the theater, I realized why the box office worker had stressed the opening time.  Long before security began clearing people for the 1,400-seat theater, patrons began lining up.  As I sat, I saw the line growing and growing.  It snaked completely around the building when I finally got in line, just under an hour before the play started.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The side wall of the Palace Theater, the West End, London. The brick facade dates from the theater’s opening in 1891.

I cleared security in plenty of time and stopped at the gift counter.  Hard to know what you wanted before you actually saw the play.  The Palace theater is a wonderful venue for the Harry Potter production.  It originally opened in 1891 as the Royal English Opera House, but shortly thereafter converted to a grand music hall and reopened under the name Palace Theatre of Varieties.  In 1897, they also began showing films as part of the varied entertainment.  The Marx Brother appeared on the Palace stage in 1922.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Inscription over the stage door at the Palace Theater in London.

The name of the venue was shortened to the Palace Theater in 1911.  It became a preferred venue for musicals in 1925.  Through 2013, many famous musical productions found their home there.  “The Sound of Music ran for 2,385 performances at the theatre, opening in 1961. Jesus Christ Superstar ran from 1972 to 1980, and Les Misérables played at the theatre for nineteen years, beginning in 1985. In 1983, Andrew Lloyd Webber purchased and by 1991 had refurbished the theatre.”


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Natasha at the Palace Theater, home to the London production of Harry Potter and the Cursed Child.

The theater only went dark in January of 2016 in preparation for a new large scale production.  Harry Potter and the Cursed Child‘s opening performance at the theater was in June of 2016.  In April 2017, the play picked up a record-breaking nine Olivier Awards, including Best New Play and Best Director.  I anticipate a long run.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Stage set for the opening scene of Part I of Harry Potter and the Cursed Child. Luggage at the railway station, platform 9 3/4.

The story picks up where the last Harry Potter movie leaves off.  In fact, the first scene of dialogue is an on-stage recreation of the closing scene in the film.  The story centers around Harry and Genny’s middle child, Albus Severus Potter, his first year at Hogwart’s, and his unlikely best friend.  I warn you, you won’t be so wild about this Harry.  The adult version makes many mistakes as a parent and is not necessarily a very likable character in the play.  That was probably the only disappointing and weak point for me in an otherwise wonderful production.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The stage is reset during intermission at Harry Potter and the Cursed Child Part I at the Palace Theater in London.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Looking up at the three additional levels of seating above the stalls at the Palace Theater, London.

I loved seeing the magical moments recreated on stage.  You will want to see it, so I won’t ruin any of the surprises for you.  I did enjoy the Part I, more than Part II.  I had fairly close up seats on the aisle in the stalls (orchestra or ground level seating), worth springing for.  This is one of the largest theaters in the West End, seating 1,400 on four levels.  The building itself is long and narrow.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. YMing Chinese Restaurant just behind the Palace Theater in London.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Natasha’s main course at YMing Chinese Restaurant in the West End, London.

After being drained by the first show, I went to an early dinner between the productions.  I had done a little research and realized this is an area of London with an Asian bent, so I chose a restaurant on the back side of the theater with authentic Chinese food that came highly recommended.  YMing did not disappoint.  I had a lovely table in the corner by the windows and throughly enjoyed my dinner.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Bar in the Palace Theater, the West End, London.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Things are a little darker as the story begins again in Part II of Harry Potter and the Cursed Child at the Palace Theater, London.

I knew to get in line a little earlier this time for security.  I had time to check out the gift shop and buy a few things, find the bar, and look around the theater a little bit before the Part II production began.  After the show, I walked a little farther to a tube station where  I could get a direct train back to the hotel.  The crowds leaving the theater made this safe.  I have now had two full days in London and seen 4 shows-3 plays and a musical.  You would think I would be done with the West End by now, but I bought discounted tickets for two more production tomorrow.  Natasha loves her theater.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Natasha is wild about Harry, Harry Potter and the Cursed Child that is.

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Our last day in Paris


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Brassiere Lipp, the Left Bank, Paris

We are headed to London later today on the Eurostar.  After packing, we decided to return to Saint-Germain to have lunch and to see the Abbey Church.  We rode through this area a couple of days ago on the hop-on/hop-off bus.


Photo ©Jean Janssen


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The Abbey Church of Saint-Germain de Pres, Paris, as it is today.

The Saint-Germain district of the city in Paris’ 6th arrondissement was home to existentialist movement in the 40s and 50s and it the current home to the Ecoles des Beaux-Arts, the famous school of fine arts.  We started with a visit to the cultural center of this area of Paris on the Left Bank, the Church at Saint-Germain de Pres.  Founded in the 6th Century, the Benedictine Abbey of Saint-Germain-des-Prés, sits just beyond the outskirts of early medieval Paris.  In medieval times, the Left Bank of Paris was prone to flooding from the Seine, so much of the land could not be built upon. The Abbey stood in the middle of meadows, or prés in French.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The Church at the Benedictine Abbey of Saint-Germain de Pres, Paris


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The Church at the Benedictine Abbey of Saint-Germain de Pres, Paris

The Abbey of Saint-Germain-des-Prés was the burial place of Merovingian kings of Neustria.  The Abbey has seen its tragedies.   During the French Revolution all the Abbey priests were killed.  “An explosion of saltpeter in storage levelled the Abbey and its cloisters, but the church was spared… in a [later] fire in 1794 the library vanished in smoke.” The church was actually hit by a German artillery cell in 1918 and people inside the church were killed.


Photo ©Jean Janssen The Church of the Benedictine Abbey of Saint-Germain de Pres, Paris.


Photo ©Jean Janssen The Church of the Benedictine Abbey of Saint-Germain de Pres, Paris.


Photo ©Jean Janssen The Church of the Benedictine Abbey of Saint-Germain de Pres, Paris.

The abbey church remains as the Église de Saint-Germain-des-Prés, one of the oldest churches in Paris.  It is exceptionally beautiful.  There are some very remarkable tombs to be seen inside and the glass work and decorated columns and ceiling are particularly lovely.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The church at the Abbey of Saint-Germain de Pres, Paris.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The church at the Abbey of Saint-Germain de Pres, Paris.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The church at the Abbey of Saint-Germain de Pres, Paris.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The church at the Abbey of Saint-Germain de Pres, Paris.

We emerged from the church in time for our lunch reservations.  There are many famous cafes in the area.  Two of Boris’ favorites are Cafe de Flore and Brasserie Lipp, both right next to the church.  On one trip we had lunch in one and then crossed the street to have a drink at the other.  One of the things that made this area of Paris popular were the annual fairs which began in the Middle Ages.  It was at one such fair that the first cafe was started.  When the fair moved on, the proprietor made the establishment permanent.  And so it began.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Brasserie Lipp, Saint-Germain de Pres.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Brasserie Lipp, Saint-Germain de Pres.

Today Boris has chosen Brasserie Lipp for his final “timeless” Paris restaurant destination (5 of 5).  One of the oldest brasseries in Paris, Boris loves this place because of the literary connections.  Brasserie Lipp was a favorite of Earnest Hemingway (he along with William Faulkner are Boris’ two favorite authors) and F. Scott Fitzgerald (my favorite author).  One of Boris’ favorite stories about this brasserie is when Faulkner saw James Joyce eating but was too shy to say anything.  Boris wishes the two of them had sat down and had a conversation.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Brasserie Lipp, Saint-Germain de Pres.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Brasserie Lipp, Saint-Germain de Pres.

We started with champagne cocktails and added lunch fare and dessert.  We had a noon lunch so we could make our train and it was pretty empty (again we are ahead of most of the locals) while we were there.  I was underwhelmed with our seats, but we had a terrific waiter who had been there a long time.  That along with the wonderful food and drinks made the meal memorable.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Brasserie Lipp, Saint-Germain de Pres.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Boris at the Brasserie Lipp, Saint-Germain de Pres.

We will catch the Eurostar this afternoon and be in London this evening.  Once we arrive there it is mostly work for Boris.  I get to play.  I am going to see quite a few shows.  I have done enough shopping in Paris, so I am cutting myself off in London.  Its been a wonderful birthday trip for Boris.  Glad to have shared this with him.  Until London…Natasha.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The Abbey Church, Saint-Germain de Pres, Paris.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The Abbey Church, Saint-Germain de Pres, Paris.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The Abbey Church, Saint-Germain de Pres, Paris.




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High Tea in London


Photo©Jean Janssen. A well-placed table to enjoy a English sparking wine, the entertainment, and traditional high tea in the Thames Foyer of the Savoy hotel, London.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. High Tea at the Savoy in London is in the Thames Foyer under the glass dome.

While Boris is in London on business, I tagged along to enjoy the city while the hotel room is “free”.  We just concluded a long weekend to Paris celebrating a milestone birthday for Boris.  This part of the trip will be all work for him.  We usually stay near the West End, but this trip our hotel is next to the Tower of London in the Financial District, close to Boris’ firm’s office.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. High Tea with the Queen at the Savoy-well, kind of. Portrait at the entrance to the Thames Foyer at the Savoy in London where high tea is served.

Our hotel is not in the best location for tourists, although we are right next to a Tube station.  I just need to plan out my routes, get a oyster card-prepaid travel by local trains, and allow more travel time.  The Tower of London is a major tourist attraction, but I have been several times and there is always a long queue, so I will not make another visit on this trip.  We do have a wonderful view of the Tower and Bridge from the hotel elevator bank.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Highclere Castle, England


©Jean Janssen. Set for the Gryffindor Common Room at Hogwarts from the Harry Potter films at Warner Brother Studios, Leavesden, England outside of London.

Since the dollar is not particularly strong against the pound right now, I did my shopping in Paris and will be spend my time in London enjoying the theaters.  The last few trips over, I took several excursions, even some out of the city-Warner Brothers Studios in Leavesden where the Harry Potter films were shot and where currently the sets and props are stored and Highclere Castle and Bampton Village where the Downton Abbey television series was filmed.


Photo ©Jean Janssen Sandwiches at High Tea at the Savoy, London.

One of the wonderful things about theater in London is that they have matinees multiple days of the week at various theaters.  On this Tuesday, I got a matinee tickets to see An Ideal Husband at the Vaudeville Theater right on the Strand.  I realized that our location at the Waldorf (last trip) would have been perfect for the theaters I am going to on this trip.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Tea tower for one at the Savoy, London. The waiter didn’t know what to do at first when I said I did not want any chocolate.

Just across the street from the theater is the famous Savoy hotel.  Their traditional tea is very highly rated and begins early.  It starts at 1pm and the last seating is at 5:45.  I booked the first seating at 1 pm so I could make the 2:30 curtain across the street.  It was a fabulous tea.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Special offerings at the Savoy during their traditional high tea.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. A sparkling rose from Sussex, England, an offering at the High Tea at the Savoy, London.

They are currently offering a special tea in honor of Price Harry and Meghan Markle’s wedding.  They also have an English sparkling wine and I decided to go with that to accompany my tea.  After champagne for four days straight, it would be a shame not to continue with more sparkling.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Entertainment for High Tea at the Savoy, London.

I completely threw the waiter when I asked for no chocolate offerings with my tea.  His flustered reply was “but almost everything is chocolate.”  Actually, there was plenty to enjoy without it.  I am more about the sandwiches anyway.  When I was almost finished, I made a quick trip to the restroom to freshen up before the play.  There was a woman there so heavily made up, I wondered.  A few minutes later she appeared in the foyer as our pianist.  She did a wonderful job, but since she didn’t start until 2 pm I didn’t have long to enjoy the music; I needed to close my tab in order to make the play.


Photo ©Jean Janssen.  In the center of the room in the Thames Foyer at the Savoy, London, where traditional high tea is served, sits a gazebo and above it a beautiful domed glass ceiling.

The Thames Foyer is a large, lovely room just off another dining area.  In the center sits a gazebo covered in (fake) wisteria, rather ironic after our trip to Giverny and the Monet’s wisteria-covered bridge at the water garden.  The ceiling is a beautiful glass dome.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Even if you don’t have time to stay for tea, you can stop into the shop just outside the Thames Foyer at the Savoy and pick up some tea and pastries to take home with you.

I had waited in a seating area just outside where there are comfy sofas and a gift shop where they sell the pastries and teas served in the Thames Foyer.  There is also a portrait of Queen Elizabeth.  I was able to sit here, having arrived early for my reservations.  However, there was no time at the end to stop in the shop.  I needed to get across the street quickly for my matinee performance.


Stock photo of Freddie Fox from the Vaudeville Theater performance of An Ideal Husband.

I made the play with no problem at all.  It was a wonderful performance.  I am familiar with Oscar Wilde’s comedic play An Ideal Husband and have also see the film adaption with Rupert Everett, Minnie Driver, Cate Blanchett, Julianne Moore, and Jeremy Northam.  The stage performance was a hoot and in this small theater the intimate seating made it even more special.  That is another thing I love about English theater, many of the performances are given in smaller venues.


Edward Fox in the Vaudeville Theater’s An Ideal Husband.

One of the things that made this performance particularly memorable was that real-life father and son Edward Fox and Freddie Fox starred as Earl of Caversham and Lord Goring respectively.  The set was well done, the costuming spot on, and everyone gave a wonderful performance.  I highly recommend the show.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. I had dinner at a brasserie, Cote, near the London Coliseum.

My evening show is also in the West End near Covent Garden, very close to the Vaudeville Theater.  I found the next venue, the London Coliseum, easily.  Remember what I said about small theaters, forget it for this one.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. A charming outside table and the sparkling wine tradition continues in London.

After I found the theater, I had dinner at a bistro nearby.  I guess I am still channeling the French vibe from Paris.  Champagne and dessert have somehow become part of my routine the last few days.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The stage for Chess at the London Coliseum.

I am seeing Chess “written in 1984 by ABBA songwriters Benny Andersson and Björn Ulvaeus, and Tim Rice (Jesus Christ Superstar, The Lion King, Evita) [The musical] tells a story of love and political intrigue, set against the background of the Cold War in the late 1970s/early 1980s, in which superpowers attempt to manipulate an international chess championship for political ends.” (from the production’s website)  It is the first revival in more than 30 years; the original production was in 1986.


Stock photo of Chess at the London Coliseum.

The audience loved the performance.  For my dime, I think a limited run is a good thing.  Because much of the action takes place around a chess match, it is hard to stage in a large venue.  They have chosen to use cameras to catch the action and close-up facial expressions.  I was impressed with the additional adjustments the actors had to make, but I found that I was very distracted by the large screens where they projected the images the cameras captured, not the mention the distraction of the cameras and cameramen on stage.  This is live theater; I don’t want to see projected images.  Perhaps this is a new production wave, but I was disappointed.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Lighting adaptions to an older theater at the London Coliseum.

The only memorable song was One Night in Bangkok.  If you want a different type of production, maybe give it a try.  Otherwise, I think the story is thin, the staging distracting, and the songs unmemorable.  Spend your theater dollars elsewhere.  I have no qualms with the acting or vocal performances; they were top notch.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Waiting area outside the Thames Foyer, the Savoy, London

After the show, I made my way back to the tube station and took a direct line back to the station near the hotel.  I feel pretty safe in London, even traveling alone at night.  Lots of people about in the West End with all the various productions going on.  Just stay alert and plan your route ahead of time; you’ll be fine.

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Boris’ Birthday in Paris


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The Moulin Rouge in Montmartre in Paris’s 18th arrondissement.

We spent the morning of Boris’ 60th birthday touring Claude Monet’s farmhouse and Gardens in Giverny, France.  Now the birthday celebration returns to Paris for lunch at one of his favorites, Brasserie Bofinger.  Last time we were in Paris the restaurant was closed for the season, much to Boris’ disappointment.  We stopped by so Boris could show me the location, but I only got as far as the curb.  This visit we have reservations under the dome.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The beautiful stained glass domed celling in the main dining room at Bofinger’s in Paris.

As the restaurant puts it…”Founded in 1864, close to the Place des Vosges and the Place de la Bastille, the Brasserie Bofinger is considered the ‘most beautiful brewery in Paris'”  The restaurant’s claim to fame is Alsatian food.  Alsace is a cultural and historical region in eastern France, on the west bank of the upper Rhine next to Germany and Switzerland.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Boris makes his sections for his birthday lunch at Brasserie Bofinger Paris.

My impression is that the specialties of the house include German pork as well as fresh seafood.  We started with seafood appetizers.  I have been drinking champagne on this trip (my favorite).  Boris has been joining me, but today he has switched to beer.  And not small beers either.  We are talking a really tall mug.  We have ordered the assorted German meats to share as a main course.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Boris’ escargot at Bofinger, Paris.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. My clams at Bofinger’s Paris.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Our neighbors’ seafood towers at Bofinger’s, Paris.

The seafood was extraordinary from Boris’ escargot to my clams to the seafood tower that our neighbors had at the next table over.  It was a lot of food.  Next the waiter brought a raised stand to hold our meat and maintain the heat.  By now Boris was on tall beer number two and we were both on butter overload.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The speciality of the house, assorted pork and potatoes at Brasserie Bofinger, Paris.

Boris looked at the food.  I served him; he was halfway through that second beer.  He looked at the food again and then he got up, left the table, and said “I’ll be back in a minute”.  Twenty minutes later (or at least it felt like it) he returned to the table and told me he didn’t feel so good but that I should keep eating.  What?  I am supposed to eat that platter by myself.  (I do admit to eating some of the sausages while I was waiting, my German and Polish heritage shining through.)


Photo ©Jean Janssen Paris

Once he tilted his head back and moaned I knew we were done.  I hated to not try at least one of the desserts-it was probably the best dessert menu I had seen in my life.  I will definitely go back, for the seafood and the desserts (not sure about those large pork portions).  I don’t know if it was the heat of day, the mix of beverages when we were a bit dehydrated, the excess of butter, the heavy meats after the seafood…In the end it really didn’t matter.  I knew we had to leave.  We handled the bill, got a cab, and got him to the hotel room as quickly as possible.  Not exactly the way you want to celebrate a milestone birthday; I was also becoming increasingly concerned about out evening reservations at the Moulin Rouge.  Timeless meal 3 of 5 didn’t go so well.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Paris.

Once I knew the worse had passed and there was nothing I could do for him, I just let Boris sleep.  At one point he got up and said he just wanted to sleep some more but that I didn’t need to stay.  And then I remembered where our hotel was-right in the heart of all the department stores in Paris.  Suddenly Natasha knew how to salvage the afternoon.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Saint-Germain de Pres, Paris.

So I just walked down Rue Lazare and checked out a few of the stores I had found on-line or seen while we were walking by.  I found an interesting boutique with colorful clothing and went in.  The saleswoman-the only one who spoke any English-sized me up and then proceeded to pull things for me.  Actually the clothing was quite reasonably priced and we had a lot of fun while trying to communicate with each other.  Some reactions are universal.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Paris.


Photo ©Jean Janssen Paris

A mom was in the dressing room next to mine.  Her two teenage daughters sat in the chairs by the large mirror next to the upstairs dressing area.  The girls knew a little English from school, so they tried to help too.  I actually had fun and came back with some unique and colorful clothing.


Old photo of the Moulin Rouge I spotted in the lobby before we got our seating assignment.

Boris was awake and reading when I got back and said he really wanted to try to see the show at Moulin Rouge.  So he got up and got dressed.  We’ll give it a shot; we had prepaid reservations for the dinner and show.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Waiting in line in the lobby of the Moulin Rouge for our table assignment.

At the Moulin Rouge, you check in in a hallway with several set of stairs.  We arrived early for our 6:30 reservations, but the room was already crowded with guests.  Just after 6:30, we were ushered into the lobby where our seats were assigned.  Our wonderfully-placed table seated six, but we are the only two guests for dinner.  Four more will join us for the show.  There are two nightly shows at the Moulin Rouge.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The dark lighting made photography a little difficult, but I tried to capture the red and white fabric panels that cover the ceiling at the Moulin Rouge, Paris. It is almost a circus tent feel.

According to Paris, the official website of the Convention and Visitors Bureau, the Moulin Rouge is the “most famous cabaret in the world [and] was immortalized by Toulouse-Lautrec…it opened in 1889[. Today t]he room is magnificently decorated in belle époque style and red velvet, with typical burlesque frescoes.”


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The Tropicana, Havana, Cuba

We have now celebrated Boris’ birthday at two of the three famous cabarets in the world.  First the Tropicana in Havana in March on our Cuba Cruise and the now the most famous, the Moulin Rouge in Paris.  If we could make it to the Copacabana in Rio de Janeiro this year we would have the perfect trifecta.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. My octopus appetizer at the Moulin Rouge. Note the icon on the plate.

Boris pulled his disappearing act during the three course dinner.  He ate nothing.  The food was good, but not the best of Paris.  My octopus salad was particularly interesting and very good.  The upside was that with Boris not eating or drinking I had the whole bottle of champagne to myself; nothing to complain about there.  During dinner there were singers performing but the real show happens once dinner service is complete.  That was when 4 additional guest joined us.  Most people were there for both dinner and the show; that is certainly the way to get the best seats.


Natasha at the Moulin Rouge.

Unlike the Tropicana, I was unable to take photographs during the show.  The performance featured a troupe of 60 artists from all over the world.  The current show is called Féerie and is done in four acts  Here we go again: “feathers, rhinestones, sequins, sparkling decor, acrobats, original music, international attractions … not forgetting the famous fast-paced French Cancan.”


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Happy 60th birthday Boris! Celebrating at the Moulin Rouge, Paris.

The roller skating performers had to be the strangest, but excellent.  The men’s costuming resulted in almost complete body coverage (unlike the Tropicana).  On the flip side (and unlike the Tropicana) 95% of the time the women’s breasts were completely uncovered.  You get used to seeing them.  And if I may say, these women appeared to be natural and in all sizes.  Not the fake oversized American “breasts” featured in the stateside shows.  I liked all the acts except the clowns.  (I’m not afraid of clowns, not do I find them creepy.  I assume this part of the show was meant to funny, but it just came across as odd.)


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Attempted selfie in the dark Moulin Rouge, Paris. Dinner performers are in the background.

Of course the highlight of the evening was the cancan.  I am sure they can’t get away with doing a show without it.  It was definitely Boris’ favorite.  All too soon the evening was over and then you have to fight for a cab.  Lot of price gouging was going on-be sure to settle on a price before you get in the cab or take alternative transportation.  We tried several cabs before we found one with a price we could live with.  The further from the door, the better the price.


Photo ©Jean Janssen From the cab, the facade of the Moulin Rouge, Paris.

Dinner and a show at the Moulin Rouge, this is the way to end a milestone birthday.  Congratulations Boris!




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Giverny, Normandy, France


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The wisteria-covered bridge in Monet’s Japanese-inspired water garden in Giverny, France.

Today is Boris’ 60th Birthday.  We have chosen to do an half day excursion outside of Paris to the edge of Normandy to visit Claude Monet’s farmhouse and gardens at Giverny.  Giverny is just under 50 miles west of Paris.  There are countless tours going to the gardens.  We have chosen to do a small group tour.  The van is picking us up at 8:15 am on this Sunday morning, just after our full breakfast at the hotel.  Boris and I were the first two in the van.  There is a total of 6 guests plus the driver on the tour.  They told us we would be back by noon.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The flower garden at Monet’s farmhouse, Giverny, France.

It took quite a while to pick everyone up across the city and finally make our way out of town.  In route to the farmhouse, our guide told us about Claude Monet and the impressionist movement.  The artist was christened Oscar-Claude Monet, but was forever known to his family as Oscar.  Although born in Paris, at age 5 Oscar moved with his family to Le Havre, Normandy.  Among his influencers was Eugene Boudin who he met on the beaches of Normandy.  Boudin taught Oscar to use oil paints and the techniques for painting outside.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. In Claude Monet’s water garden, Giverny, France

Monet eventually won agreement and financial support from his father to train as an artist in Paris, but he felt confined by the formal schooling.  He eventually dropped out and joined a less structured group of artists who were more experimental in their techniques.  When his father learned of this, he cut off Oscar’s financial support.  The movement later became known as impressionism after the title of one of Monet’s paintings.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The flower garden at Monet’s farmhouse, Giverny, France.

These renegade artists organized their own exhibitions.  At one such, Monet showed his painting Impression, Sunrise, painted in 1972, depicting “a Le Havre port landscape. From the painting’s title the art critic Louis Leroy…coined the term “Impressionism”.  It was intended as disparagement but the Impressionists appropriated the term for themselves.”


Photo ©Jean Janssen. One of my favorite perspectives. Monet’s water garden, Giverny, France

Claude (as he was now known in Paris) married his model Camille and she and their eldest child, a son named Jean, were featured in several of Monet’s paintings.  Camille died in 1879 of cancer after giving Monet two sons, Jean and Michel.  Monet moved his family to live in a village with one of the patrons of the Impressionists, Ernest Hoschede, a wealthy department store owner.  When Hoschede went bankrupt and moved to Belgium,  Monet and his sons remained with Hoschede’s wife Alice and the six Hoschede children.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The flower garden at Monet’s farmhouse, Giverny, France.

This usual family situation continued for years, the group moving together many times.  In 1883, Monet spotted Giverny from a train and initially rented  the property and moved the family there.  Monet later purchased and added additional buildings and land as he prospered with the sale of his paintings.  He planted the flower garden and later added the water meadow which he redesigned as a Japanese-style water garden.  Monet then painted almost exclusively the things found on his own property in various seasons of the year.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Monet’s water garden, Giverny, France.

Upon the death of Ernest Hoschedé, Monet married Alice.  Alice passed away in 1911 and his son Jean in 1914.  It was during this time that Claude Monet developed cataracts and his art came across as more red in tint.  He eventually had two surgeries to correct the cataracts.  Monet was cared for by his step-daughter/daughter-in-law Blanche.  Blanche was Alice’s oldest child and she also married Jean Monet.  I told you it was an unusual family situation, although maybe not as strange then as it appears now.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. A butterfly in flight in the flower garden at Monet’s farmhouse, Giverny, France.

In December of 1926, at age 86, Oscar Claude Monet died of lung cancer.  He is buried in the church cemetery at Giverny.  Today the farmhouse and gardens at Giverny are a major attraction.  We hoped early on a Sunday morning would mean lighter crowds.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Monet’s water garden, Giverny, France


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Monet’s water garden, Giverny, France

After parking, our guide maneuvered us down an alleyway to the less-crowded group entrance.  Since the early crowds were viewing the farmhouse and flower garden, we went through the tunnel under the roadway (formerly the rail line from which Monet had spotted the property) and visited the Japanese-inspired water garden.  Our guide gave us directions on what to see and set a specific time to meet us at the exit.  I was beginning to get concerned about making our 12:30 lunch reservations, but I didn’t want it to spoil our day.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Map of the attractions at Giverny, Normandy, France.


Boris and Natasha on the Japanese bridge in Monet’s water garden, Giverny, France.

There is a map of the garden, but really all you need to do is roam around and enjoy.  The waterlilies were not in season, but the wisteria over the Japanese bridge was.  There are people who specifically choose to come at this time of year to see the wisteria.  There is no chance to take a picture alone on the bridge.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Monet’s water garden Giverny, France.

This is a photographer’s heaven and I was ready to kill Boris for recommending I not bring my good camera on this trip.  I did the best I could with my iPhone.  It also gives me an excuse to return.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. One of my favorite shots, Monet’s water garden, Giverny, France.

Boris didn’t last as long as I did in the water garden and headed back to locate the flower garden and farmhouse.  I was in my element.  I could have just sat and looked the whole day; there was such beauty.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Monet’s water garden, Giverny, France


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Natasha’s selfie at Monet’s water garden, Giverny, France

Eventually I realized that there would be limited time for the other garden and the farmhouse if I didn’t begin to head that way.  As I was going back through the tunnel I noted how large the crowd had grown and was glad I had at least gotten some distance shots without lots of people in the background.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Monet’s water garden, Giverny, France


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Monet’s water garden, Giverny, France

I wandered around the flower gardens at the farmhouse with the manicured rows and pebble walkways.  Beautiful, but somehow I got the sense that the best of my visit was behind me.  Boris caught up with me and pointed out the line at the farmhouse so we decided we better get in the queue for that visit before we ran out of time.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Monet’s farmhouse garden, Giverny, France.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Monet’s farmhouse garden, Giverny, France.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Monet’s farmhouse garden, Giverny, France.

There was a long time in the hot sun and I was really glad that Boris and I had purchased hats yesterday.  The line did continue to move and we kept a steady pace through the house.  It was interesting to see the photographs of Monet in the same rooms we were visiting.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Monet’s farmhouse garden as seen from inside the farmhouse, Giverny, France.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Photographs of Monet’s bridge and the water garden from 1902, Giverny, France


Photo ©Jean Janssen. My favorite room in Monet’s farmhouse, Giverny, France.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. My favorite room in Monet’s farmhouse, Giverny, France.

My favorite room looked like an addition.  You walked down and there was comfy furniture and literally every inch of the wall was covered in paintings.  This was another place I could have just sat in for hours, just looking around and studying the paintings.  Unfortunately the line needed to keep moving.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Colorful dinning room for a large family, adults plus 8 children, Monet’s farmhouse, Giverny, France.


Photograph of Monet in his dining room, Giverny, France


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Beautiful tile work in Monet’s farmhouse kitchen, Giverny, France.

After the farmhouse, we made a quick tour through the gift shop and then I spent our remaining time in the flower garden.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The flower garden at Monet’s farmhouse, Giverny, France.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Natasha selfie in the flower garden at Monet’s farmhouse, Giverny, France.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The flower garden at Monet’s farmhouse, Giverny, France.

When we left the touring area, the line to get into the farmhouse and gardens was incredibly long.  I am pretty sure we are not going to make our lunch reservations at Bofinger back in Paris.  The driver kept a steady pace and dropped off one couple first, but then we had to remind him that we were told we would be back at noon, that we had reservations at 12:30, and that we had confirmed the restaurant drop off when we made the arrangements for the tour.  He got moving and we were there by 12:45.  Now it is time for Boris timeless restaurant meal 3 of 5 and the birthday lunch…


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The line to get in to Monet’s farmhouse and gardens at Giverny was really long when we came out, still before noon on a Sunday.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Today one of the best ways to see Claude Monet’s paintings is in the Orsay Museum in Paris


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Today one of the best ways to see Claude Monet’s paintings is in the Orsay Museum in Paris

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Day touring in Paris Continued


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Cathedral Notre-Dame de Paris


Photo ©Jean Janssen

Boris and I continued our tour of Paris via the Hop-on/Hop off bus, leaving behind the Eiffel Tower.  We passed by Les Invalides, more commonly known as Hotel national des Invalides, a complex of museums and monuments dedicated to the military history of France.  This complex of buildings is (like the Eiffel Tower) in Paris’s 7th arrondissement on the left (south) bank of the Seine.   Boris and I have toured this area before particularly the Dome des Invalides, a large church with many tombs, where Napoleon Bonaparte is buried.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Dome de Invalides, the large church within the complex of buildings dedicated to France’s military history. Napolean Bonaparte is buried here. The church is definitely worth a visit.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Parisans enjoying the lawns along the Esplande des Invalides, Paris.

On this beautiful sunny day, sunbathers and picnickers enjoyed the large lawns along the Esplande de Invalides.  The larger buildings are undergoing construction on the exterior.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Les Invalides. The facade is under renovation.


Arrondissements of Paris

A word about arrondissements, the municipal districts within the city of Paris.  There are currently 20 arrondissements in the city of Paris, arranged in a clockwise spiral.  You’ll note I refer to them when I try to give you my placement within the city.  They are a common reference for addresses and an important reference to have when visiting Paris.IMG_1601

Photo ©Jean Janssen


Photo ©Jean Janssen St. Germain des Pres, Paris

We traveled next through the lovely area of St. Germain, also in the 7th arrondissement.  The architecture here is what I think of when I dream of lovely Paris apartments.  This is the University quarter and enjoys a youthful vive.  It is also the area of historic cafes and artists.  Just across the street from the famous Cafe de Flore, sits the heart of this district, Saint-Germain des-Pres, a lovely historic church, the former Benedictine Abbey of Saint-Germain-des-Prés.  “The original foundations were laid in the 3d century A.D. but the church standing today was built in 1163 and is the remnant of what was once a rather large monastery complex.” (from A Paris Guide)

We’ll be back in a few days before we depart for London to tour the church and have lunch at one of Boris’ favorite restaurants, Brasserie Lipp.  By now we were ready for some time off the bus, so we got off near Our Lady of Paris, the 855 year old Cathedral Notre-Dame de Paris, and headed straight to a sidewalk cafe for lunch.  It was a touristy spot, but we had a great view of the Cathedral and the River Seine and nabbed a spot right at the edge of the cafe’s outdoor seating.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Spot of the little French bistro where we had lunch near the Seine and Notre-Dame.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Boris and Natasha, time for a bistro lunch.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. While seated at lunch, I looked up and noticed we weren’t the only ones enjoying the view on this beautiful day.

We went for traditional French bistro fare-crepes for Boris and a croquet monsieur (grilled ham and cheese sandwich) and potato frites for me.  (I dare not call them French fries, although the waiter did because he noted my American accent and is so used to tourists.)  This was a prime people-watching spot.  The food was simple, yet good.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Boris’ lunch crepe.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. My croquet monsieur and potato frites.

As important as lunch was and as lovely as Notre-Dame is, Boris’ real reason for wanting to get off the bus here was his favorite Paris book store just a few steps away from the cafe.  Shakespeare and Company is an English-language bookstore first opened by an American in 1919. During the 20’s it was a favorite gathering place of aspiring writers including Ernest Hemingway.  During his 20s when traveling through Paris, Boris slept on the bookstore sofa. He swept the floors and stocked books in exchange for the place to sleep.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Shakespeare and Company, an English-language bookstore in Paris.

There is often a line waiting outside to get in.  As many times as Boris has talked about it, this was my first visit.  I liked the odd-shaped rooms.  The store really did have a wonderful selection.  Although I do almost all of my reading on a tablet these days, I did buy a few books.  Definitely worth a stop and you can fill up your water bottle outside while you are there.


Photo ©Jean Janssen Just outside Shakespeare and Company, Paris.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Time for a fill up in Paris.

After a stop at the lovely park next door, we crossed the Seine to Cathedral Notre-Dame de Pairs.  There is always a mob here and we have been inside the church several times-I highly recommend it-so I just took some pictures outside.  This is definitely a “get here early to tour” location in Paris.


Just across the Seine from Notre-Dame.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. View of Notre-Dame from the left bank of the Seine.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Crossing the Seine to Notre-Dame.

The Cathedral celebrated 850 years in 2013.  It actually sits on an island in the middle of the Seine. “The Ile de la Cite is one of two remaining natural islands in the Seine within the city of Paris.  It is the centre of Paris and the location where the medieval city was refounded.”  It is considered part of Paris’ 4th arrondissement.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The facade of Cathedral Notre-Dame de Paris


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The Cathedral’s famous portals and a tourist who just wouldn’t get out of my way.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Cathedral Notre-Dame de Paris on the Ile de la Cite as seen from the River Seine.

One of the things I really liked about this area were the lovely views of the Seine, the artists set up to draw your portrait, and the booksellers with their rented storage shops along the river.  Their were antiques, cheap prints, and originals.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Along the Seine, Paris’ left bank.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Artists, print sellers, and book sellers along the Seine, Paris.

We got back on the hop-on/hop-off bus.  Before returning to the right bank, we passed the Pantheon in the Latin Quarter, part of Paris’ 5th arrondissement.  It was originally meant to be a church dedicated to Saint Genevieve but it became a place for great individuals to be buried and turned into the Pantheon.  It is the final resting place for among others, Victor Hugo, Voltaire, and Marie Curie.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The Pantheon, Paris.


Photo ©Jean Janssen The Pantheon, Paris.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The Pantheon, Paris

I enjoyed just crossing back and forth over the various bridges that cover the Seine.  There was lots of activity on this sunny day.  Other tourists took advantage of the stop at the boat launches to tour the city by waterway.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Crossing the Seine, Paris


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Crossing the Alexander III bridge headed toward the Great Exhibition Hall, Paris


Photo ©Jean Janssen Alexander III Bridge, Paris


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Traveling from the left to the right bank of the Seine on the Alexander III bridge, Paris.

Sometimes I take pictures of things I do not recognize just because I find them beautiful and/or interesting.  We passed a large structure I found particularly lovely.  I later identified it as the Petit Palais, an art museum built for the 1900 Exposition Universelle. The Petit Palais is in the 8th arrondissement of Paris and houses the City of Paris Museum of Fine Arts.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The Petit Palais, Paris.


Photo ©Jean Janssen Paris


Photo ©Jean Janssen A fountain of Paris.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. I thought I recognized this guy. A statute of George Washington in Paris, France.

We returned to the Place du Concorde and snarled traffic.  It took quite a while just to get down one street off the “roundabout”.  It looked like it was the tour bus stop ahead that was causing the problem.  The buses ahead of us wouldn’t move until there was a place for them to park and make the stop.  Eventually we heard the distinctive police sirens of Paris and there was some official assistance to break things up.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Traffic at the Place de la Concorde


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Traffic at the Place de la Concorde


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Fountain on the Place de la Concorde


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Traffic at the Place de la Concorde

When we finally got through the intersection, we passed Maxim’s, the famous Paris restaurant where we will be having dinner tonight.  Speaking of which, it was time to get out of the sun and rest a bit before dinner, so we headed back to our original stop and returned to the hotel on foot.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Perhaps the most famous restaurant in Paris, Maxim’s.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. The entrance to Maxim’s, Paris.

This is a shopping area, so we had to make one stop to get hats for our touring.  Too bad we hadn’t got them in the morning, but we have several more days to go.  We were not anticipating the weather being this warm or the sun being this bright.


Photo ©Jean Janssen.  We passed Saint-Augustin near our hotel in the 8th arrondissement several times. I have added it to my list to visit on a future trip. What you need more distance to see is the church’s fabulous dome.

It was nap time for us and then we needed to get changed for our evening out.  One winter when we were in Paris, Boris took me to Maxim’s.  I remember it being very red, very dark, with excellent service and food.  Dressing up a little more tonight with a black lace dress.  It is the eve of Boris’ 60th birthday.


Photo ©Jean Janssen. Lights on the department stores at night in Paris’ famous shopping district near the Opera, Paris.


We started with cocktails, but ended up choosing a bottle of Maxim’s own champagne. Maxim’s, Paris

It was just as I remembered it.  The room has a small dance floor (although no one danced) and a stage.   A singer performed for about 15 minutes.  The service was impeccable and the food fabulous.  However, Maxim’s is well past its prime and extremely expensive.  Our waiter did reseal our empty bottle of champagne so we have a wonderful souvenir.  This was the highlight meal for Boris and he loved it.  Worth it for a very special occasion, as this was.


Maxim’s, Paris


Maxim’s, Paris

Extravagant, timeless dining, 2 down, 3 to go.

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