This walk began at the Louvre. Well, not THE Louvre, but the Louvre des antiquaires, a very fancy antique shop. I think I would feel guilty going in there, given that I even feel guilty going into Nordstrom in Provo if I have a sweatshirt on. Next up was the Comedie Française, where Molière’s actual descendants perform. Neat to know, but not exactly thrilling.
I did enjoy seeing the garden in the courtyard of Cardinal Richelieu’s Palais Royal. The buildings date back to Louis XIII’s time, but the garden is decorated by some thoroughly modern artwork. Daniel Buren seriously ticked off some Parisian purists when he created these sculptures in 1986. I didn't take any pictures because I thought I already had some, so I had to steal this from somewhere online. Shhhh...don't tell.