The last full day in Paris. This is when you realise what you haven't done and that time didn't allow you to do more anyway. The Harrises went to Versailles today. The workmen at the apartment building advised that they needed access today so we waited for 90 minutes but weren't prepared to hang around and certainly weren't going to leave the apartment unlocked. So we headed off to La Defense to see a completely different side of Paris. Since the 1950s this ar...

The Harrises headed off early to Disneyland. After a slow start to the morning, we headed out to Musee d'Orsay. This former railway station is a magnificent building and works well as a museum. A new exhibition had opened today - Masculin Masculine. While not the same as a recent controversial exhibition in Vienna, it has a similar theme; the male nude in art. Some good pieces of work, although nothing great. One notable work is titled "The Origins of War" and it...

Bruce woke feeling a lot better. Those French drugs did the trick. He still took it easy so I headed off to the Louvre. I read in Lonely Planet that if you glanced at every piece on display, it would take nine months. Still, a great venue to do it in. I wonder if they would let you stay in the Royal Apartments? The heat would probably do you in - it was so hot in the Louvre. The queue was long enough but I had the benefit of my Visite Card which saw me swish pa...

One often ponders the vagaries of international emergency contact, but this is not a good idea when you wake at 3am to find someone having difficulty breathing. Bruce had a terrible night and thankfully I didn't need to scramble around trying to work out how to call for aid (in Europe it's 112 by the way). Consequently I lay awake for a long time, drifting off at some point to wake at 10:45! We dragged ourselves about and made it downstairs at 1pm to meet Fraser...

A big day of viewing the best that Paris has to offer. We headed out at 10am to make our 11am tour of the Tour Eiffel. The Metro at our doorstep is only for ticket holders; should have checked that earlier! So we headed off to the advised address - an empty building. A helpful bar owner with no English assisted; the Academie Francaise would shout "quel horreur!" as my question for "les billets de Metro" was responded to with "Ah, les tickets"! Suitably ticketed ...