Little Storping-in-the-Swuff

Since the Musee D’Orsay closed just as I arrived, last year, it was my first port of call this time.

I can never decide whether the paintings on the 5th floor or the building itself is most awesome. Bankside is nothing to this.

Through the clock you can see across to Montmartre (I didn’t have my D50, so I couldn’t capture that in the picture).

Then, after chocolat in the Jardin de Tuileries, walking back to the flat through the Louvre.

And next day, before climbing up Montmartre (having decided to visit what I’d seen through the clock), just outside Abbesse Metro station (lots of steps, but not in the Covent Garden league): the Eric Fournier Quartet.

Terrific, I picked up a CD so I can continue to enjoy the swinging sounds of Paris.