Fantasy world of Musee des Arts Forains |
Musee des Arts Forains
and Bercy Village
Musee des Arts Forains is a "carnival museum" exhibiting
rides and games from carnivals and fairs dating from 1850 to 1950. This is a private collection viewable only by
reservation and only with a French-speaking guide. Anne had to telephone from
the U.S and cajole a woman in her best French in order to make this reservation; but she has
been wanting to visit ever since she saw the museum in the movie “Midnight in
Paris.” We were unable to follow a lot
of the guide’s spiel, but the main appeal was the fabulous atmosphere and being
able to try out the attractions of the past.
Frank plays the "Paris Waiter Race" game |
Walking into the dimly lit museum was like entering a
fantasy world with carnival horses suspended from the ceiling, calliopes
playing, and automated figures “singing” operatic arias from the ceilings. Best of all, we were allowed to play. We rode carousels and competed in a “Paris
Waiter Race” where you roll a ball up a ramp (similar to Skeeball), and every
time your ball goes into one of the high-value holes, your “waiter” (made of metal) advances along a
track. Anne actually won one of the
races -- she has always been a big skeeball fan! Frank had a dud-of-a-waiter; he just couldn't get the momentum going. (The game actually commemorates a race held
annually in Paris with Parisian waiters racing each other down one of the
boulevards, each one carrying a tray and a glass of wine – only in Paris! )
Anne pedals her velo on the bicycle-powered merry-go-round |
We also rode a highly unusual merry-go-round that enabled us to cruise on turn-of-the-century bicycles. It wasn't all that easy to pedal our own bikes, but the real chore was trying to keep your feet on the fast-rotating pedals as the bikes picked up speed!! Supposedly, the record speed of the past was 56 km./hour (almost 35 miles/hour)
accomplished by some strong young men (pompiers)
– we never came close to that speed, but we were flying!
Frank on the carousel |
Bercy Village (before the lunch crowds arrive) |
The museum is located in Bercy Village, another hidden gem
of Paris with a lovely park full of greenery and rows of cafes operating out of
what used to be wine warehouses. At one
time, Bercy was the largest center for wines and spirits in the world! We topped off our museum tour with a delicious
lunch of grandes salads served at an
outside table at one of the cafes.
Frank checks out the action on stage at the Palais Garnier Opera House |
A Night at the Opera
We always like to take in an opera whenever we have the
opportunity. This year, we hit the
mother lode with Rossini’s “Italian Girl in Algiers” at the incomparably beautiful opera
house, Palais Garnier. Anne had to get
up at 3:00 a.m. several months ago just to buy these tickets. Opera at the Garnier is a rare event, and
tickets were selling like they would for some rock concert! We had nosebleed seats way up on the 4th
and highest level, but luckily we could take the elevator, and the seats were
not bad at all. We were in the very
front of a small section of balcony suspended over the main floor – not good
seats if you suffer from vertigo, but we were out in front and just loved them. We had a good view of the stage, and we could
admire the incredible Marc Chagall ceiling right before our eyes.
The magnifique Marc Chagall ceiling at the Palais Garnier Opera House |
The opera was great fun. Rossini has always been a favorite of ours, and we enjoy his humorous treatment of opera. We know that “fun” may sound like an odd description for an opera, but
this one especially was very light-hearted and filled with crazy French humor. For example, the opera opened with a scene in a
men’s bathhouse in Algeria (like a spa). All the male singers wore grotesque fat suits making
them look just like naked, super-sized, pot-bellied sultans. When the curtain rose, the whole audience cracked up.
In the gardens of the Albert Kahn Museum |
Anne has made a hobby out of finding hidden gems in Paris, and the Albert Kahn Museum is another to add to her list. The museum is located on the western edge of of the city near Bois de Boulogne (Paris's version of NYC's Central Park). Albert made his fortune in finance and decided to promote world peace by taking photographs of people all over the world. Eventually he enlisted a team of photographers to take the pics and amassed over 72,000 photos.
An example of one of Albert Kahn's autochrome photos |
Ancient Japanese Garden at the Albert Kahn Museum |
Choco anyone? |
Fun around Town
Paris is such a walkable city, just roaming is a joy. Of course, we do have some goals in our
wanderings. One was to pick up some of
the world’s greatest dark chocolate at our favorite choco shops such as Patrick
Roger and Jean Paul Hevin. We don’t know
how they do it, but the French create the most delicious creamy chocolate at a
healthy 65-75% of cocao (with no bitterness!)
Anne at her favorite chocolatier, Jean Paul Hevin |
Most of our experiences here are
idyllic, but all is not perfect, and we did have a bad experience at a restaurant
called “Aux Delices de
Manon” on rue Saint Honore (near the chocolate shops). The place looked cute, and prices were
reasonable, BUT these people were real scam artists. Anne ordered a Croque Madame (melted cheese
& ham on toast) which came with salad, but when the friendly waiter asked if she
would like a salad with tomato and some mozzarella, she foolishly agreed. Turned out that the substitute salad cost more than the
sandwich! And when we asked for tap
water, the waiter said they had none (first time that ever happened) and brought
us one small bottle of Perrier that cost 5.50 euros. The whole experience was a total rip-off, and
Anne was furious that she fell for it.
Back at the apartment, she wrote a scathing review on Trip Advisor and
discovered that many other tourists had been scammed as well. One poor foursome ended up paying 127 euros
($175) for a small breakfast! Many
times, Anne feels like she goes overboard with her trip research, but this is a good
example for checking a place out; a little research would have warned us off, as many complaints have been registered on the internet already. It’s also a good reminder not to be too
trusting, even on a fancy schmancy Paris street like rue St. Honore.
At the Paris institution called Chartier |
The Chartier Boullion Restaurant provided a much better lunch
experience for considerably less money.
Chartier is a Paris institution, a traditional place that has been
serving locals (and now tourists) since the late 1800’s. The place can be crazy at mealtimes, but when
we arrived about 4:00 p.m., it was almost empty. The waiter wrote our order right on the paper
tablecloth, and our meals of roast chicken and veal chop were simple but
excellent. We especially liked the
recommended appetizer of hardboiled egg served with mustard mayo sauce – sounds
boring but it was delish! Good food at a
reasonable price in a charming old venue – parfait!
Another favorite was the Breizh Cafe, a popular place serving gallettes (buckwheat pancakes covered with a sunny-side up egg, gruyere cheese and other goodies). Inexpensive (for Paris), very friendly, and a nice change of pace. We washed down our gallettes with some famous Breizh Apple Cidre (5% alcohol) (Brut) that was unlike any cider we have ever tasted. Not bad!
Gallette at the Breizh Cafe |
Frank checks out at electric car getting charged up in the middle of Paris |
The electric car..... in Paris, the electric car has apparently arrived and, as you can see, is definitely in use! They even have roadside standardized (?) stations for charging up the batteries. Unbelievable!! We have nothing like this in America that Frank knows of. Maybe they have some prototype stuff out on the west coast, in California or Washington State. Frank knows that Tesla, BMW, GM, and some others are experimenting with the electric car, but so far, there are no units in use like this on our highways. Our electric car refueling stations will probably not be ready for production until around 2020 in America. I was amazed to see a Renault truck "fueling up" with electrons at a roadside electric station here in downtown Paris.
Some of the police here in Paris patrol on inline roller blades. We watched this group of young police officers cruising the streets along rue St. Honore at a leisurely pace; all of a sudden, they seemed to get a call, where upon they jumped into action, and were off and running. Or is that "off and rolling?"
Paris Police on inline skates |
And they're off to skate down some bad guys! |
And some sights around the apartment:
We managed to have an evening of celebration together here in our lovely Paris apartment; we procured a bottle of the tasty and famous Godme Champagne at the wine salon and popped the cork for some enjoyable bubbly!!
We managed to have an evening of celebration together here in our lovely Paris apartment; we procured a bottle of the tasty and famous Godme Champagne at the wine salon and popped the cork for some enjoyable bubbly!!
A quiet evening at home |
Frank really pops his cork! |
Chin chin!!!! (French for cheers) |
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