Yesterday was a long day and we were determined to make this day, Saturday, a lot easier... we'll see.

First off, I noticed that our room number 15 was labled the Marguerite room, (I like to think it's the Marguerite Suite but it's MUCH to small to be called a suite. After all the "Fenwick Hubbub" last night it was fitting to notice this. Marguerite was my Grandmother Fenwick's first name. The room, once again is on the small side, but there is a table to sit at, kind of. Any Motel 6 in the states would be at least 50% larger but in Europe you really don't care about that, there is so much to see outside.

Internet... still non available, although I can see the signal from the hotel across the street. I've been wondering if I could bribe the guy at the front desk to give us a password. You don't realize how much you depend on being online until you are diconnected... At times I feel like Keanu Reaves in "Johnny Mnumonic" (obscure reference I'm sure) "I must... get... ON... LINE!"

With so little room it is REALLY easy to make a mess.

Again Beth loves the old keys. It is also the only Hotel I've ever stayed at where they ask you to leave you key behind when you leave.

This was so cool. Some guy had put together a bunch of little pedal powered cars on a walkway right insight of the Eiffel Tower in Champ de Mars Park. These kids were having the time of their lives, AND getting exercise. Of course they could care less about the Eiffel Tower.

After finding something to eat near the Eiffel Tower we headed back down the Seine toward the Musée d'Orsay (don't ask me how to pronounce it).

Lunch at the Eiffel Tower.

Like London, Paris is trying to win the bid for the 2012 Olympics.

The courtyard in front of the Musée d'Orsay.

Musée d'Orsay is built in an old train station, and when you walk in, it looks like any European Train Depot that I've seen, Very long, high ceiling and actually, this one is quite breath taking. I remember thinking, here we go again, the building is going to out shadow the art... well not quite but the main open area, (where the trains was were) was very amazing.

Honestly, i don't understand Monet or the impressionism, but Beth loves this stuff.

Whistler's Mother

I hate to admit it but I recognize a lot of this art from playing the game Masterpiece as a kid. It was a Milton Bradley game where you had a stack of postcard sized paintings and a stack of postcard sized "value cards". At the beginning of the game you would carefully put a painting and a value card together with a clip and then the rest of the game you would buy and sell paintings from each other. So now here I am standing in front of "Whistler's Mother" and all I can think is... "I wonder how much the 'value card' on the back says it's worth today".

The most impressive thing that I saw was this 6 foot tall model of some opera house, I'm sure it's a VERY famous opera house but I just don't know what it's called. It was TOTALLY detailed, I think it even had operational batons that allow you to fly set peices up into the ceiling above the stage. I stood and stared at it for a good long time and was just amazed by it. It was facinating to look at the usable space and the "dead space" those areas that the general public never get to see but help create the areas that are so grand and breath taking.

This was like a doll house on über steroids... it was REALLY COOL.

Inside the model.

By the end of walking around the museum we were beat. I felt as if someone had beat the bottom of my feet with a 2 by 4 and then wrapped my legs in 50 pound bags of rice. I was exhausted. So we decided that we would walk outside, find an ATM machine to get some more cash and then catch a cab back to our hotel.

Let me give you a pointer about winning the Olympic Bid Paris... you're gonna need more ATM machines to cater to the world visiting in 2012. We ended up walking about 2 miles back to our hotel before we finally found ONE ATM machine that was about 100 yards from our hotel. So basically a cab was out of the question. We went into our room at 5PM and essentailly that was the end of the day for us. We were beat.

Beth ended up staying up editing pictures till all hours of the night but I slept more then I had slept in a LONG LONG TIME.