Day 20 September 4, 2008
If someone would've told me that I'd visit Notre Dame three times within the first three weeks of my stay, I would've said, "No way Grandma, you're off your rocker." Well, Grandma would've been right. I don't think anyone could have foreseen how much I like this cathedral. It says "Paris" as much as any other landmark in this city, except for maybe the Eiffel Tower. I'll count for you later how many times I've been there.
So the reason for my multiple visits is my good friend Britton arrived gaily fresh (or is that freshly gay?) from New York City to spend a week with me. Being a city man, he found his way right to my door where I left him shouting my name for a good half hour before I heard him. No, just kidding. I'm deaf as hell. I never heard him. I just stuck my head out the window and there he was. Like magic.
Britton and I are sort of travelling buddies. We've been to Boston, Provincetown, Montreal and Richmond (yes, THAT Richmond) and now Paris together. He keeps tactfully turning down my offers of going to Vegas, but he says it's because I keep offering a better choice, kinda like "cake or death". I asked him Montreal or Vegas? He picked Montreal. I asked him Paris or Vegas. The silly guy picks Paris. You never really know a person, you know?
But I guess Paris wasn't a bad choice. This time. We saw Notre Dame and then walked through the 5th, 6th and 7th arrondissements to get to the Orsay. Like I said before, I'm not a big modern art fan, but I really do like Monet's paintings of the Rouen Cathedral. Here, you can admire all of them, too.