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19 December 2009 @ 09:54 am
The travels of Brammers, part 11 (probably)  
As many of you probably know, I have bad feet. This comes from shattering one of them and a mix of balleting and overcompensating with the other. So, if you were in Musee d'Orsay or the Louvre yesterday, and small a short woman creeping about in stockinged feet, my apologies.  Also, if you were in the Renaissance Gallery of the Decorative Arts section of the Richleau wing of the latter institution and saw same said stockinged figure swearing ineptly in four languages, that was the point at which my camera card was full. Not a single painting seen! My computer's death is an ongoing source of woe, as I cannot unload. Not to fear, there is an FNAC nearby and I will stop there on the way out for a new one. Since our last update, I have been stalking the Musee Cluny. It is just around the corner from our hotel, and rewards repeated visits. There was an entire room of jewellery that had been closed to me on my first visit, for example. Yesterday's jaunt began later than I had meant it to, and so I was not even on my way back to the hotel until midday, at which point raitala and pingrid were stirring and half-dressed. Young people, let this stand as a solemn warning of the dangers of drink. There had been an inkling the night before that this could be the case: 'We shouldn't open the second bottle.' 'No, we should. Brammers will drink some.' 'Oh no I won't, I've already brushed my teeth.' 'Well, if we open it we'll drink all of it and then we will feel seedy.' 'If we drink just a little ...' 'Excellent plan! We can stop easily!' Time passes ... 'Oh no! We drank it all!' 'No, there is a glass left!' Much more to add, but pin is ready to run out on a breakfast mission, so I will save it for later, assuming I can wrangle a computer. Woe is a dead laptop!
 
 
 
κάτι τρέχει στα γύφτικα_inbetween_ on December 19th, 2009 12:55 pm (UTC)
If stockinged better, sounds more like bad SHOES.

Ah, gay Paris. Once I was also meant there to go on a work trip. The drama, the trauma! I shall never see thee!
Libbylibby_drew on December 19th, 2009 08:26 pm (UTC)
You were a ballerina? I didn't know that.
Vaysh Swiftstormvaysh on December 19th, 2009 09:52 pm (UTC)
The woes of drink. Well, well ... ;) I hope you brought a pic of Rai the day after, my sweet?
Hueyphoenixacid on December 20th, 2009 02:33 pm (UTC)
stirring and half-dressed

*is suddenly awake an interested* XD
brinianbrinian on December 21st, 2009 11:20 pm (UTC)
*is jealous!* I LOVE the Musee d'Orsay! Thanks for posting your travel diary. I'm living vicariously through the posts.