Showing posts with label Quai de la Seine. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Quai de la Seine. Show all posts

Friday, February 7, 2014

Paris Sunday on the Seine



Le Pont-Neuf et la Cité by Giuseppe Canella, 1832, Carnavalet Museum, Paris




Last week, the Midwest and the South of the United States shivered under the frigid winds and snows of a Polar Vortex while California withered in the throes of an unrelenting drought. At the same time, the good citizens in the Italian towns of Pisa and Florence prayed for the rain to stop before the rising waters of the Arno River engulfed their towns. 

In Paris, however, Parisians awoke to a sunny, mild Sunday. It was a day lovely enough to make all the church bells of Paris peal. And they were doing just  that as JR and I left our apartment headed for a walk along the banks of the Seine. It's true that it was exactly eleven o'clock when the bells began to ring, but I'm sure that was just a coincidence.

The entire walk along the Seine, which is open to the public on Sunday only, runs for miles, and most of it is classed as a UNESCO World Heritage Site. And no wonder since both sides of the river are lined with some the city's greatest buildings and monuments, including Notre Dame Cathedral, Sainte Chapelle, the Conciergerie, the Louvre, the Tuileries, the Place de la Concorde, the Grand Palais and the Eiffel Tower. Through it all flows the Seine with its constant traffic of barges and tourist boats, its islands, and 23 of the 37 historic bridges of Paris. 


Parisians of all stripes have been drawn to the riverbanks of the Seine since the founding of Paris centuries ago. Over time, however, the scene has changed considerably. In the middle ages, buildings lined the river, built up against the naturally rising banks. Paris was a bustling port and every bridge in the city was covered with houses, much like the Ponte Vecchio in Florence. The Pont Neuf (New Bridge), now the oldest bridge in Paris, was built in 1578 and was the first bridge without construction on it. 

In the mid-1700s, a huge campaign to make Paris cleaner and healthier was begun. Against the wishes of the inhabitants, as can well be imagined, the order came down to demolish all the houses on all the bridges of Paris - each one of which contained up to 60 tall structures. Throughout the years, several had collapsed and city official feared for their structural integrity. It took more than half a century to accomplish this feat with the houses on the St. Michel bridge being the last to fall in the years between 1807 and 1811.

The only structural concerns to today's bridges are the "love locks." Several bridges, including the Pont des Arts and the Pont des Archevêché are weighed down with thousands and thousands of these testaments to everlasting love.  While the bridges are strong enough to support the weight, the railings and fences are not. On the Pont des Arts, whole sections of the railings are collapsing and are blocked off with barriers and red police tape. Still, on this beautiful Sunday, the bridges were lined with lovers searching for a spot where they could attach their lock and declare their love.   (To read Travel Oyster's "Locks of Love in Paris," click here.)

Once the old bridges were cleared of buildings, Paris began building new ones in the 19th century. In 1870 alone, 15 bridges were built in Paris - more than in all the previous centuries. The quays were restructured, creating today's upper and lower quays, and in the 1960s, many miles of the lower quay were turned into an expressway open to vehicle traffic only. Parisians, used to walking the whole length of the river, were restricted to a much shorter portion and - like the homeowners of the bridge houses two centuries  earlier - they were not happy. 

Now in the 21st century, the city is making a huge effort to once again make the Seine accessible to le peuple. And the people were all there when we arrived -- walkers, runners, skaters, cyclists. Others sat on benches with their faces turned up to the sun. There were babies laughing and crying; dogs barking; lovers embracing and lovers arguing; men and women (and dogs) in everything from furs to ultra chic exercise duds. There were artists painting and tourists snapping photos. 

And there we were among them, on a sunny Sunday morning in Paris, hand in hand, taking one of the most beautiful walks in the world.

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A bientôt,
Geraldine





Photo by JR 

Photos unless otherwise noted by Geraldine Calisti Kaylor



Monday, January 5, 2009

Sunday at the Louvre






What to do on a cold day in January? When we're in Paris, we go to a museum. There are 77 of them in Paris, but there is none greater than the Louvre. It is, in fact, the world's most visited museum and it's big. Its 35,000 works of art are displayed in a magnificent palace that covers 652,300 square feet so you can't expect to see it all in one visit. We've been there dozens of times and with each visit, we discover something new and beautiful.

Last Sunday there was an added incentive to go to the Louvre. That's because on the first Sunday of every month the Louvre, along with many other Paris museums such as the Museum of Modern Art and the Orsay Museum, has free admission.


So after a breakfast of coffee and croissants, we set out on foot hoping to arrive before the crowds. We walked along the Quai de la Seine, which I would put high on my list of the World's Most Beautiful Walks. The quai is several miles long and lined up along it are many of the most famous monuments of Paris, including Notre Dame and the Eiffel Tower.  From Monday to Saturday, the Quai, a street which runs right along the river, is filled with traffic. On Sunday, however, the cars, buses and trucks are banished and from 9 a.m to 5 p.m., it's pedestrians only.                                                                                      
       
                                                                          
Our 20-minute walk from the Isle St. Louis to the Louvre took us past Notre Dame and the Pont au Change and the Conciergerie, which are pictured here. 

The line to get in went quickly, but the museum was already crowded.  Dozens of languages could be heard, but Italian seemed to predominate.  Either there are a lot of Italians in Paris at the moment or Italians really know how to have a good time.  


It seemed that every one of the thousands of visitors made a beeline for the room containing daVinci's portrait of  Mona Lisa. We headed for my favorite painting in the Louvre: Raphael's portrait of  his friend Baldassare Castiglione. If I could choose one work of art from the Louvre for my own, it would be this one.

Castiglione, a diplomat and a poet, is most famous for his book, The Courtier, published in 1528.  A 16th-century guide on how to be the perfect courtly aristocrat, Castiglione's book has been translated into many languages and still makes for interesting reading.  

The first time I saw the portrait many years ago, I had no idea who Castiglione was.  I was just struck by the intensity of his gaze and the gentleness of his expression.  He has always seemed like someone I would like to know.  I visit him every time I go to the Louvre.  And who could not like a man who in 1528 said that women are the equal of men and capable of doing anything men can do.  If you want to see him for yourself, he's in the Grand Gallery not far from the room that houses the Mona Lisa.  

Some art historians say that the portrait of Castiglione is an homage to daVinci's Mona Lisa.  I tried to make the comparison, but I couldn't get any closer than this.  If you look carefully, you will see the Mona Lisa in the glass case at the back of the photo. The crowds are always large, but on a day of free admission, it's particularly difficult to get anywhere near the painting. Nonetheless you can't go to the Louvre for the first time and not see the Mona Lisa.  It is a beautiful painting, but it's not the one I would take home with me if I could.  

As the day wore on, the crowds got bigger and bigger. Remember, though, that the Louvre has 35,000 works of art so you can always find a quiet corner with incredible things to see.  We headed way across the museum where there is a fascinating collection of art from Africa, Asia, Oceania and the Americas. Then, like our beautiful friend pictured here, we thumbed our ears at the crowds and enjoyed the quiet and solitude of a nearly empty gallery.










             
     A bientot, 
Geraldine


                                                                     
                  


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Photos by Geraldine Calisti Kaylor