More Mixed Day 9-5-15

Today was another mixed day only more so.  Our goal today was to get a rail pass, if possible and economical, down at Gare de Lyon.   We got a bit of a late start and caught the bus on our way to the station.  However on the way there was a brocante market taking place right next to Pere Lachaise cemetery. Since it was right along the bus route we decided to get off the bus see the market and then continue down to the station.  We walked the market looking at things but only saw a few things really interesting; a sculpture of an artist with a sculpture in his hand, and a plaster casting of a hand that was likely used in a drawing class, interesting but not riveting.  As we finished the market we decided to make a quick visit to the cemetery as Deb had not been here since we arrived.  It is one of the big tourist draws of Paris and there are always people wandering around inside.   But it's not only tourists because many Parisians have their forbearers within these precincts and come to visit their graves.
For years I've been trying to find the grave of Jacob Bronowski, author of  "The Ascent of Man" without success, Deb and I tried several years ago and I sort of tried when Elizabeth and I went last time.  Today I mentioned it and Deb announced that she had been curious some time back so looked it up on the internet only to find that he was buried in London, Hah!  Still we had a pleasant and quiet visit, and we did see the resting place of Camille Pissaro, an early impressionist painter.
After leaving the cemetery we walked down a few blocks and stopped for bit of refreshment at a small brasserie with a good recommendation from our acupuncturist.   Finally around 4:00pm we got back on the bus and rode over to Gare de Lyon.
We went directly to the ticket office got our number, which was about 20 later, and sat down to wait. We waited probably 25 minutes and got called to a kiosk, where the very pleasant young woman listened to our story and then told us that they don't sell passes there, but we would have to go down to another ticket line downstairs, Arg!  So we went downstairs and found the line for another set of ticket sales which we joined.  We waited probably 15 minutes in that line and got a very pleasant young man to whom we relayed our intentions.   He listened very nicely and then told us that the only passes they sell there were of a type which would not be very useful to us and that we would likely have to buy the passes on the internet. So here we are, forced to go back to the first thing we did after talking to the youngster yesterday when he told us to look at the internet to compare prices.  We'll have to price it on the internet and decide whether to buy it or just buy tickets as we need them, did I mention that we're old farts.