Tuesday PM

Tuesday PM, we continued on the 5th floor, taking in many of the similar works. Guess who's mother showed up! Lots and lots of Impressionist and post Impressionist works. Navigated the labyrinth of lifts and elevators to work our way down to the second floor. We whizzed by the Objects de Art, sculptures etc,., to get right back to the paintings, many of these form the Symbolist's. Getting late as we take all of these in and need to get down the the bottom floor where there are a lot more paintings we want to see. More long wheels to find the right connection elevators. Pushed the limits of the closing time of the museum scurrying from room to room to see the best of the Impressionists, Monet, Manet, Sisely, Pissaro, and the rest. Speaking for rest, time for a trip back to the hotel. Since we needed the 24 bus to get back, and it let us off right across the street from the museum, we got back on it. Didn't matter that it was going in the opposite direction from the hotel, we were confident that we would end up back at the hotel after it finished the loop. On the way back, the #24 passes within a block of Notre Dame. We decided to get off and walk the block. Too bad we did not know that Notre Dame closed at 18:45 and it was 18:55. Back to the bus, looking in a couple of souvenir shops @ the bus stop. Of course we purchase something only to go next store to find it a nearly half the price. Back to the hotel for a rest, while I tried to make reservations at that restaurant around the corner. Someone was inside and opened up for me, only to tell me that Reservations Tuesday and Wednesday nights meant minimum parties of 5!. Back to square 1. I walked all around to try to find a nice restaurant. Found a couple possibilities, but not what I was looking for. Back to the room and time to look up some restaurants in the area from m notes and the books. Found 3 that I though we might be able to get to. Called one, they don't take reservations (works cooperative, nice food large portions) so I thought that would be a good one. The book suggested a couple of others if that one was crowded, so I called one to see if we could get a reservation. Not tonight. OK, to the cooperative. Next step was to get a taxi. The desk clerk told us it would be faster if we went to the train stations across the street. Walked over but the line waiting for a taxi put us off so back to the hotel to ask the clerk to call for one for us. He tried 3 numbers and none were available. Plan C, walked up the street to the 2 bast possibilities. looked at the 2 menus, with the second one undoable because of the cigarette smoke waifing throughout the place. back the the first. This happened to be a store-front that the proprietor had turned into a restaurant. It looked like a former butcher shop or deli, with a counter and display cases, tables taking up the rest of the space. We sat in front of the display case and he explained what all the dishes were. Mom had beef cannoli and I had salmon lasagna. Wandered back to the hotel for a sort of early bed time.