And the view from the Pompidou...

Last Sunday afternoon dawned and I had a headache but I had resolved earlier in the week to take advantage of the Pompidou being free (first Sunday of the month and all). I am so glad I did. Le Pompidou is magic! Gliding up the escalator with the ambient sounds of hip young people ascending, I took in the vistas of Paris, orienting myself by the familiar repères: la tour Eiffel, Sacre Coeur, Saint Eustache (seen for the first time)…Two little boys rushed next to me and crowded around my legs on the balcony and they called and pointed out every church as Notre Dame… although none of them were actually Notre Dame. Later, as I left the museum a group of boys had gathered in the square near the fountain and they were playing football while people at the café next door looked on. It seemed like such a pleasant thing to do on a Sunday afternoon.