They got up late but accomplished things. They wandered around Montmartre, seeing all kins of things being sold on the street. Had to ask a gendarme where the Church of the Sacred Heart of Montmartre was. The gendarme was much amused.
She had a good lunch of cold chicken and brioche with chocolate sauce at a pleasant restaurant restaurant – Albert C .
Walked up about 270 steps to the church. People chanting, candles all around, some confessing. Strange shape. Many chapels. Beautiful blue window, terrible red window.
They came back to their hotel after buying precious dogs.
She slept for a couple of hours then had a nice dinner of melon, veal, artichoke, and peach tart at the Miramar.
Mr. Jansen was their guide for both the morning and afternoon tours today. In the morning they saw the Louvre, the Church of Saint Germain, Palais de Justice. They went into the Pantheon and Notre Dame.
(Since Notre Dame was in the news recently, I’ll go into more detail about what my mother had to write about that Cathedral.). She wrote that the Notre Dame had marvelous stone carvings and statues – gargoyles and saints. Gorgeous deeply colored rose windows at the back and at either end of the transept. The columns are fancy, but the roof quite simple. The far end of the Cathedral is beautifully shaped.
The tour continued. They saw the copy of Trojan’s Column depicting Napoleon’s battles – made of cannons picked up at Austerlitz. The Bastille, the Tuileries, Arc de Carrousel.
Had a good lunch at Webers. Strong red French wine.
The afternoon tour – the Church of the Madeleine- impressive but she didn’t like it very much. Place de la Concorde, Napoleon’s Tomb. Passed the Eiffel Tower and the schools of the Sorbonne. Stopped at the Trocadero. Walked back to their hotel via some markets.
Had a good dinner at the Medova Tea Room.
The night tour – drinking champagne, Les Oubliettes, La Boule Noie, Le Moulin Rouge, Bal Tabarin, more champagne, dancers in costumes and less.
A few images (credit Google Images)
Queue for the Louvre
Arc de Triomphe
After breakfast they went to American Express and joined the tour bus (full) to Versailles. Visited Malmaison, the Palace, Petit Trianon, Temple D’Amour.. Returned to Paris through St Cloud. Detailed listing of the things they saw. Napoleon and Marie Antoinette = many portraits and statues. (It sounds as if they really enjoyed it all.)
Chateau de Malmaison
They were a party of seven – three English, two American, two Indian The country looked quite different – beautiful parts of Bournemouth with many trees and much shrubbery, farther out sandy moors with great treeless spaces then thick inviting woods, New Forest. Stopped at Minstead.
Got to Winchester about 1:30.. Had lunch at Dumper’s.
Winchester Cathedral awesome – described in detail.
Rode home by way of Southampton.. Saw colts and horses in the New Forest. Stopped at the Green Swan for tea. Walked Boscombe Pier.
A man from American Express came for them and took them to Waterloo Station. They were seated in the dining car for the ride to Bournemouth where they took a taxi to their hotel. They went swimming right away and stayed on the crowded beach from four to six. They went down in the lift from which one has a very scary view. The beach is quite long and the cliffs are quite high, steep, and white.
For dinner they had pigeon for meat.
After leaving Edinburgh their first stop was Abbotsford – Scott’s home.
On to Melrose Abbey for lunch and then pn to Dryburgh Abbey. More history and gardens The most beautiful view in Scotland – horseshoe bend of the Tweed. Traveled through more level country to reach Penrith at 6 o’clock.
In the evening Mr. Thomas took them on a tour of the garden.
She had a morning of sightseeing – Edinburgh Castle, along the King’s Mile, St. Giles Cathedral, Holyrood Palace. She shopped in the afternoon with the DeLongs. She walked back along George’s Street. After dinner she played bridge with Lois, Lib, and Mr. Lewis, with the Dr. and Mr.Thomas looking on. She drank beer. She gambled with the Beatons. She had a whiskey so she felt very happy.
John Knox – Leader of the Scottish Reformation
On the road again. From Loch Awe they went to Lochearnhead, stopped and walked around. Libby took photos of Scottish bicyclists wearing kilts. Drove through Woodsey hilly country. like the Trossachs. Saw the edge of Rob Roy country. Came down to flatter country. Stopped at Strathyre Hotel for fair lunch.
At Stirling they walked around the castle which had become a barracks. Pretty little gardens. Saw the room where Douglas was stabbed, the William Wallace Monument. Had a good tea at the Golden Lion – sandwiches, scones, cookies, cakes. Saw Allyn from the east. Stopped at the Fprth Bridge – magnificent span.
Arrived Edinburgh. Walked down Prince’s Street, attractive things in the windows , people good-looking and well dressed. Sight-seeing King Arthur’s seat. Holyrood, the Castle. Strolled back to the hotel. Played bridge and ate candy.
Old Station Hotel. Strathyre
(The days were full as they covered a lot of ground)
Sauchiehall Street Glasgow
They headed north from Glasgow up into the Highlands.
From Glasgow they went north to “Beautiful” Loch Lomond. They were traveling through wide, narrowing, steep hills – which she likens to the Lake Winnepasake area of New Hampshire. A stop for lunch and then more riding on the narrow twisting roads. Finally reached Loch Awe at 5 p.m.
She and Lib got the props and rehearsed for a play they were going to present at 9 o’clock. The play was called appropriately “Mary of Argyle”. The performance – they couldn’t remember their lines and they laughed too much = (so hard they couldn’t speak!) Afterward they played charades and other games. They couldn’t go for a walk later because the hotel had to be locked.
Another long day riding in the coach. She liked riding up front part of ye time. They went to Dove Cottage of Wordsworth and De Quincey, a very pretty garden. They road around Lake Windermere. She notes the usual things – boats, islands, beautiful cloud shadows, foxglove, rhododendrons. They stopped for a cold lunch at the Prince of Wales Hotel in Grassmere. Afterward she “putted terribly” – (was there a miniature putting green attached to the hotel?}
More riding in the coach to Keswick. A delicious tea at an “old fashioned” hotel with china all over the walls, big vases, pictures.
She and Lib and Lois went downtown – they got bridge tallies and prizes for the big party planned for later. They dressed up for their big 6 course dinner. They played 3 rounds of bridge, then trades and professions.
She, Mr. Thomas, Lib, and Lois walked down to the lake. Great to get out and walk. It was very dark – seemed romantic.
Prince of Wales Hotel, Grassmere
Keswick Market Square
Walking near Keswick
n.b all images from Google