Picasso, Paris, Goodbye, Day 11

Our day starts with French music underpinning a Euro breakfast. I’m actually digging the fresh bread and croissant with jam thing. Might have to change things up when I get back to Melb.

Time to try and sort out a problem with my eldest daughter’s camera. On to google, check out google maps and zing, I find a place around the corner. Get to the counter at the store and no-one is interested in talking to me about anything in relation to my problem. As I turn to walk away, a customer nearby asks if he can help. Turns out he was born and educated in Melb, currently living in Munich. He tries in vain to fix the thing, but alas zippo. His girlfriend gives me the name of a good restaurant in Santorini. The magic of travel. Serendipity. Back to the Hotel.

We head off to the Pompidou Centre. After some intense map reading we get there. The problem with the Paris road labelling system is that things change from block to block. Very strange. Up at the Centre its a carnival atmosphere. We head for the 5th floor and start to peruse the modern collection. After a few Picassos we head to the roof for the most amazing view of Paris. A few photos later and we go to down to the forecourt of the Centre. I opt for someone to do a caricature of myself and we check out some fantastic street performers. Suns out. Great stuff.

Stop off for some coffee and people gazing.

Back to the Hotel. Early start tomorrow. Off to Nice.