
Another beautiful day so we grabbed the opportunity to be outside, Deb had expressed interest in seeing the garden associated with the Hotel de Sully. The building was built during the 1600's and belonged to Duc de Sully, who was a finance minister to Henri IV during that time. It houses the Center for National Monuments now and preserved as a national historic building. It has a front courtyard then at the back of the main wing the garden. The garden also has a backdoor that opens into Place des Vosges, the first planned square in Paris.


On the way down we stopped for lunch at a little bistro that sits behind Place des Vosges and had a very pleasant lunch of mushroom soup and for me a small filet of fish and for Deb a salad of shrimp, avocado, and tomato. After lunch we walked a block over to Place des Vosges and sat for a half an hour in the sun and watched all the people enjoying themselves in the park. During the summer there were people all over the grass sitting, playing and eating, but now there is a gardien who walks around shooing people off the grass to let it rest for the winter, or so the signs say. She also chased out a young woman with an even younger pup that could not contain his excitement, a very proper park indeed.

A little later we walked over to the southwest corner of the place and through the door into the garden of the Hotel de Sully. It is a small very formal French garden, small hedges set with geometrical precision filling the space, the east wall of the garden is overgrown with Ivy and various creepers that cover the blank spaces. It would have been very secluded in its time and likely very quiet.

The only anarchists in the garden were the sparrows who were darting in and out of the small hedges and into the surrounding ivy. We spent a nice bit of time in the garden and then headed down Rue de Rivoli in the direction of the Louvre, passing the Hotel de Ville before coming to the Tour St. Jacques.

The Tour St. Jacques is the beginning of the pilgrims trail from Paris to Santiago de Compostela in Northern Spain. Uncountable numbers of pilgrims took up the staff and shell of St. James in the middle ages, usually for at least couple years roundtrip and remission of all their sins, if they survived. It was getting late in the daylight when we arrived but we were able to sit for perhaps 45 minutes and just enjoy the peace of the garden, even though Rue de Rivoli is right next to it and Chatelet sits just off one of the corners.

We had a very low-key day, which was what Deb really wanted since she leaves for two weeks in Denver, helping a dear friend going through a life transition tomorrow. A quiet evening at the apartment and off to the airport tomorrow.
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