Paris

When we got back to Paris


we made straight for the Picasso Museum, which was stunning and which I'm still recovering from ...


and then it began to rain, so we stopped into a cafe.



We found a good hotel and made ourselves at home. The view from our balcony:





I haven't mentioned this yet, but a few days ago on the boat I banged my right knee hard on a mooring bollard while we were going through a lock. It hurt like bloody hell and still bothers me each step I take. City walking doesn't help.



But it's worth it.


Our hotel is two blocks from the Seine:





The Seine!