The next day was a Sunday, and found Theo still sick, and he seemed to be getting a cough. But our museum passes were all pre-purchased, and Theo still had hopes of seeing the beaches of Normandy Monday, so we decided to see if he would improve. We left him to his internet and manga and headed back to Paris, Myriah to the international service at the Cathedral du Notre Dame, and Stoney and I to Sainte-Chapelle, apparently once a royal chapel, and an amazing collection of stained glass.
The chapel is under renovation, it’s third one, I believe.
See some of the results, and our visit to the MO, by clicking here.
After this enchanting beginning to the morning, we moved on to the Musee D’Orsay. The D’Orsay was a very different experience than the Louvre! It is mostly focused on the period of and around the Impressionists, in a beautiful old train station. The museum is perfectly lit for the artwork, and there is an abundance of seating everywhere you go. Every piece I saw was exquisite. I could LIVE in Musee D’Orsay. After growing weary seeing 80% of the museum, had I had enough energy, I would have started over and seen the whole thing again. Unfortunately, there was a strict no photos policy. I only snuck a few.
We returned to Theo in the late afternoon, to find that he had now developed a fever, and the cough had worsened. We decided he would have to see Normandy some other time, and Myriah would just have to miss it. First thing next morning we checked out and began the 6 hour trip home. We did pop into Limoges for lunch and a break, but Theo enjoyed his own bed that night, and a visit to the doctor next morning.