We had booked a super hotel in the 6eme for two nights for us to wander around our favorite city to say our good-byes. This would be the last time we would be in this magical city for a while. So odd wandering the streets that had become so familiar to us over the past 7 years, knowing that we would not be returning to our home on JoLi’ at the end of the day but rather to a hotel room.
The day started wandering through the Marche Raspail, one of our favorite markets in Paris.
The Marche ends at the intersection of Boulevard Raspail and Rue de Sèvres where the famous Paris landmark Hotel Lutetia (the original name for the city of Paris) is located. No matter how many times we wander by this landmark I always stop to read and remember this plaque.
It basically says that from April to August of 1945 this hotel was transformed into the center to receive a large portion of the released people from the nazi concentration camps. Overjoyed to receive their freedom and be reunited with their loved ones whom they were torn away from.
Their joy could not erase the pain and agony of the families of the thousands that had disappear that waited in vain for their loved ones in this location.
40th anniversary of the liberation of camps– 21 May, 1985
Even though our time was short in Paris, we made it a priority to eat at our favorite Japanese restaurant, Hokkaido, that we frequented over the 7 years we lived in Paris. Though at times there is a line out the door to the sidewalk, it’s well worth the wait. The family owned and run spot is always quick to welcome us. A couple of the waitresses even remember our usual order.
From there it was off to the Musee d’Orsay for the special Van Gogh exhibition.
Membership had it’s privileges as the line was quite long to get in, but with our membership we whisked right through.
From there it was off to the 16th and the Musee Marmottan for another special exhibition. We had a lot to pack in to one day in Paris!
That evening we ate at one of our favorite soup kitchens in the 6th. We were seated upstairs vs our usual downstairs preference. The food was good but downstairs is the place to be when eating at this lovely time in Art Nouveau.
Tomorrow is adieu to Paris