How quickly one forgets, especially when ironing and packing is to be done for the next holiday, but I will try my best to remember some of the hi-lights. The Bemberg collection was certainly one of those, a private collection, just the right size in a fabulous old building. Thirty Bonnards and choice paintings of Dufy, Vlaminck, Monet, and Cranach from the ‘early’ section are just a few to spring to mind. We also went to the Musee Georges Labit, another private collection in a Moorish house, just set back from the Canal du Midi. Fine examples of Chinese pottery, Hindu and Vietnamese sculpture and several mummies. A museum we almost didn’t go to was the Augustines, not to be missed as it turned out with really imaginative displays of capitols and lovely cloisters.
Other things to recall were a trip to see ‘Gemma Bovary’ at the Gaumont cinema, which was huge. A recommendation to eat at The Brasserie D’Etoilles, great atmosphere and good food. Walks by the river, in the parks, the metro and buses, the old town, the pop concert at the Capitole.
Air France were on strike the day we flew home, so the airport was relatively empty. We caught the ordinary bus out to the airport at a fraction of the cost of the Navette we came in on. The guy at the hotel gave Verity some soaps as a going home gift.