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Ron & Meg's Photo Book - Christmas in Paris 2006

Wealth, relatively speaking, and a little savoir- faire has its benefits.  We started out teaching the kids about buying Museum Passes.  They come in 2 day, 4 day and 6 day denominations and get you into all the HOT museums of the day.  Its like getting into Studio 54 or Elaine's back in the day.  The savvy traveler starts at some, "oh well who the hell gives a rip about Foucault's Pendulum anyway" kind of museum.  That would be the Pantheon.  It is a big place with big ideas.

This picture shows Meg and a few years with the help of gravity and the La Leche League and their obsessive breast feeding. This installation was a lot of oversized panty-hose filled with sand or Styrofoam pellets. I like this museum, not  a lot of people and it is easy to get inside and buy your Museum Pass.  Had we thought about it a little more, we could have improved the value of everyone's pass.  We bought them on December 26. We get to write in our own names and the dates that we start using them.  If you do it right the 6 in 26 can later be made to look like an 8 and one can add two days to the pass.  Before you plan on doing this, remember something.  They are NOW bar-coded and the bigger museums scan the bar-codes.  BUSTED!

But one always has to be thinking.  If not, you are worm food....or a room mate of Emile Zola, Victor Hugo, and Alexander Dumas.  They got a private room in the basement of the Pantheon, and luckily for them, they are not breathing anymore.

We also got over to our favorite: La Musée d'Orsay.  The kids went their way...the Clark Griswold (National Lampoon's European Vacation - Chevy Chase) method, and we went ours.  We planned on meeting at a certain statue at 3:30, but got "text messaged" to "Better make it 3:45".  They saw a lot.  We have seen most of it before, and we have always loved it and been in awe of it all.  It is art that they eye can love without the mind having to work real hard to find the beauty.  I am not a lazy guy when it comes to thinking, but please don't hand me a snow shovel!  I don't want to play priest, bartender, hair-stylist or shrink to some neurotic artist and try to figure out what the hell they mean and why Mom and the La Leche League got the artist's knickers in such a twist.