"Yes" I replied.
"That's great" he said.
"Where is it?" said I.
"Paris."
Pause. He lives in North Yorkshire, and my home is in deepest Shropshire.
"Even better." said I.
So started a short trip to the French Capital in November 2010 with my Brother in Law, Malcolm. We stayed in a hotel a few yards off the river next door to the Musee d'Orsay, and had 5 days wandering around this lovely city. We ended up seeing four separate exhibitions of Monet paintings, and I came home thinking I'd probably seen every single brush-stroke he'd ever painted.
Because we were staying so near the river, to get around we used the Batobus, a river based taxi service which chugged its way up and down the Seine. As a way of getting around a big city in style, it's unbeatable.
People sometimes moan about Paris, but I think it remains one of the most enjoyable places to spend some time. Visit the "Must see" sights by all means, but there's just as much pleasure wandering around the back streets.
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