Привет, странник!
Третий и последний день нашего парижского путешествия был полностью наш. Я очень люблю учиться. Но не менее того я люблю пешие прогулки по интересному городу с утра до вечера.
Учитывая мой интерес к визуальному искусству и истории искусств, утро было решено начать с похода в Лувр.
Это второй блог о путешествии в Париж. Первая часть здесь.
В этой части, кроме всего прочего, я расскажу чуть-чуть о мастер-классе, ради которого вся эта поездка была затеяна. Если хотите, можете сразу пройти по ссылке к рассказу об МК. Хотя я бы рекомендовала почитать весь блог — тут весьма интересно!
Мастер-класс от Ирины Калмыковой, который был одной из целей нашей поездки, начинался в 12:00. Учитывая привычку к ранним подъёмам, в нашем распоряжении было несколько часов на прогулку до Сите.
Моё представление о Париже менялось несколько раз с момента покупки авиобилетов.
Начиналось всё с тождества Париж = Эйфелева башня.
Не знаю, почему.
Может потому, что мне до этого не попадались на глаза красивые фотографии других мест в Париже?
И где-то в тени башни были ещё Нотр-дам дэ Пари и Лувр. Нотр-дам из-за всем известной истории Виктора Гюго, а Лувр как знаменитый музей, часто упомянаемый на курсе истории искусств.
Мы, в общем-то, (теперь и вам понятно почему) не планировали в Париж.
Yep, the story about Milan still isn’t over. This one is about the third day of our trip. We were visiting Sforza castle this day and strolled in it’s park. We are not that kind of people who like visiting historical museums, but we do appreciate beautiful nature scenes, so we headed straight through the castle’s courtyard to the vast park that sprawled behind the Western gates of the castle.
Trip to Milan, Part I
Trip to Milan, Part II
The second day began with a gorgeous colours of a sunrise that was seen through our hotel room window. Marge woke up at a perfect time — 8 o’clock.
First of all, I have to tell about how did we muster our courage on taking this trip. The truth is, we didn’t. Actually we were planning a whole different trip, and that’s the saddest part of the story. We had already bought tickets to London for a weekend. We were up to visit our friends and buy me a new lens. But apparently, it’s a real trouble to get in London (and is worth loads of money) if you have a status of alien in Latvia. Yep, it is as ludicrous as it sounds, a part of people officially have this status here, which is a result of them (or their parents) moving here in the time period when this place belonged to Soviet Union. Most of them had already got through a procedure of gaining the citizenship of Latvia, though. Well, don’t ask why, but my husband hadn’t. But this is really the first time when it actually mattered. And it was sheer coincidence that we found out before the flight about our need to make a visa for him and we had some time to change our destination (and thanks a lot for this bright idea to our friend, the one from England, as we were ready to lose our money for the tickets as these were of a non-refundable kind).
We have returned from our trip safe and sound. I’m telling this not only because we managed to actually see Milan behind the crowd of shoppers who arrived there for discounts and behind the emigrants who sell quick pods for selfies or exchange colourful thread bracelets for a “donation” for “long live Africa”.
It was the first time we were driving so far with Marge. However, our older kids are already pretty much experienced road trippers. We had a major one week long journey to Poland last summer. That’s why these four hours in the car, that awaited us, seemed to be a piece of cake for us. I had all of mine checklists left from the last time, which made our preparations indeed much easier and less time-consuming. But our thinking of ourselves as of nearly travel-experts made us let our guard down and forget some essential things.