I don't think we're in Paris anymore Toto 11-2-15

It was a very foggy day in Paris this morning and somehow it transferred over to my mapping skills. Deb suggested we go to the Musee Dapper, a museum dedicated to African tribal art and considered to be one of the top museums for this type of art in the world. She didn't know exactly where it was but compared to her I was playing pin the tail on the donkey, BADLY!
I looked it up online and got the address, rue Paul Valery, so I looked it up on a tablet app I have that will give the metro, bus, car, and bicycle routes and timing.  I found it and because it was kind of complicated I wrote it all down.  What I neglected to notice that the rue Paul Valery that I had accessed was clear to hell and gone down to the south of Paris, not in the 16th arr. close to the Arc de Triumph as it should have been.  So we jumped on the Metro and transferred to the RER C train and at the first stop I said, "wait a sec, this doesn't seem right" but I looked at my instructions and at the route map and everything corresponded.  So we kept on going, about 30 minutes south and in no way, shape, or form were we going to get to this museum on that route.  So a quick executive council was held and we got on a train going back into town.  So about an hour later we walked up to the front door of the museum and thoroughly enjoyed it.
Many of the objects on exhibit were collected in the early 20th century and are outstanding specimens of the genre.   There are ritual dolls, masks, funerary items, a couple textiles, some metal sculpture, weapons, etc.  It's a small museum but very high quality.
The takeaway from this little entry is to check the city as well as the street and next time I will.  Did I mention that it was foggy and that we still enjoyed the little train ride?