Wednesday 31 December 2008

Musee d'Orsay






The most impresive thing about the Orsay are by far the queues at the entrance...
There is a 2 hour waiting line at the main entrance, but smart people make reservations in advance for their tickets.  THen you have to wait about half an hour in line at the desk for reserved tickets and one more queue hour at the entrance for reserved tickets - the french call it something like "shortcut entrance", which is hilarious. 
It also seems to rain everyday in front of the Orsay. At least everybody I know that has visited the Orsay have stated that they stayed in line for at least on hour, in the rain. 

This all means that the final satisfaction of viewing Picasso, Van Gogh, The Masks and the rest will be quite high. It better be! 

A final advice for any future visitors: be sure you have eaten plenty back home, but not that much that you would require a visit to the little persons room. There are reasonable sized queues both at the caffeteria and the toilets. And while the toilet is free, at the caffeteria you will pay for a soda and yoghurt more then in the Buddha Bar...  Enjoy  

Monday 29 December 2008

...we faught the law and the law....



To my amazement I found black men still fighting for their legal rights in Paris... I know France is very socialist and everybody is striking on every ocassion they get, but I know from a friend who visited Paris in summer that the black activists where gathering signatures for the same petition back in August... So, allez, Les Pantheres Noires!!!

The irony of their protest was that they where playing some old Michael Jackson songs - not quite the proudest of his own pigmentation. I think some Bob Dylan songs would have suited the ocassion better. "Like a Rolling Stone" or "Hurricane" sang with an African accent like the one of the guy on Montparnasse - that guy was unbelievable...  


Some mainstream Paris - The Notre Damme





Politics on the walls of Paris...





statues and totems of Paris continued





statues and totems of Paris





Paris - not only city of Minis






Not everybody in Paris has a taste for fine British craftmanship... some guys are rolling on Italian, German or Japanese wheels...