Well, as you know from the last post, we had quite a Sunday -- a fabulous art exhibit, a gorgeous garden, a wonderful walk. Of course, we needed a bit of a rest after that so we stopped back at the hotel for a quick feet-break.
And I have to add here that our hotel was lovely!
What could we possibly add to an already terrific day to make it even better? The answer is simple. Friendship and reacquaintance.
That afternoon our intrepid group of Rick, Jerry and I, walked across the Seine to visit our blog friend Peter of Peter's Paris. We passed by this new church with its golden onion domes along the way. Quite impressive.
Peter's was one of the first blogs I followed when I began blogging almost eleven years ago. His posts on Paris (and his occasional "diversions" to other places) are fascinating with loads of photos and terrific research about various places and themes relating to the city. When we visited in 2012 we were lucky enough to spend the day with Peter as he took us through Montmartre, making the visit all the more enjoyable.
As we crossed the Seine we were at Pont de l'Alma, a road bridge crossing the Seine, just east of the Eiffel Tower and north of the bridge on Place de l'Alma. It is very near to the tunnel where the car carrying Diana, Princess of Wales, crashed on a late August evening in 1997. A statue called the Flame of Liberty stands at the end of the bridge.
It is a replica of the flame on the torch of the Statue of LIberty and it is full sized with the flame in gold leaf over gilded copper. Many people believe it is a memorial to Diana and in a way, it has become one, although the intial gift of the flame ten years before was as a thank you for restoraton work on the Statue of Liberty by two French businesses. While we were there, several came to pay their respects to the late princess and several items had been left behind, almost like a shrine.
We rounded the corner and passed this lovely site...
...and shortly after arrived at Peter's. He graciously offered us champagne and we had the most wonderful talk. It could never be long enough -- but that means there must be a next time!
We left Peter, heading to Rue Cler for our final dinner in France. Although we would have most of the following day, we would be leaving in late afternoon for London.
Even though it was a little nippy, the outdoor patio was heated and we were cozy.
We enjoyed a lovely red wine first (with all the photos that go with it!). The toast...
...the critical evaluation!
And then it was time for Rick to try snails. And they were -- as always -- delicious!
I love that the French don't rush you at dinner. We stayed rather awhile and enjoyed our delicious meal as well as a little more wine!
Then home again -- and off to bed. Tomorrow would be a full day!
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