So this is going to be my last post about my trip to Paris. It came about, as you may remember, by my imagining what my ideal weekend in the French capital might be. And that post won me the recent trip, courtesy of the Regional Tourism Committee of Paris Ile-de-France (Le Nouveau Paris).
Now my imagined weekend was based upon the premise that I was completely left to my own devices; whilst the trip itself was as part of a small group of fellow bloggers (Claire, Jenny and Marc) and our friends (one each), plus Pauline from we are social and Marjorie from Nouveau Monde DDB. I'm not complaining about that of course: very far from it, because the weekend simply could not have been better. But that meant that there had to be compromises in what I otherwise might have done. So I missed out on my studio trip to Qui Resiste (sorry about that, Pierre - but it does at least give me good reason to return to Paris again soon.) And I didn't get to see The Lacemaker, either.
I did walk past the Louvre, but I figured that I was never going to get in there, locate the Vermeer and get out again in the time that was available between meals (which, to be frank, wasn't very long at all). So, yet one more reason to return soon.
But what I did get to see was the musée du quai Branly. And let me tell you that this alone is worth a trip to Paris: to marvel at the architecture, and to be awe-struck by the exhibits.
It's even better once you get inside. And there's one section that really knocked me out:
I now want to find out a lot more about Maggie Napangardi Watson and Peggy Poulson Napurrurla.
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