We woke up bright and early today, at least bright and early for us, had breakfast and made our way to the Musée D'orsay. The line was short and we entered paid and headed up to the sixth floor. Our guide yesterday, Georgi, who took us through the Louvre, told us when we went to the d'orsay that we should start at the top and wend our way down. He said people are so tired by the time they get up to the fifth floor they have no energy left for the Impressionists. Since the Impressionists are pretty much my favorite, I figured - start at the top. As yesterday Joey took pictures of the art, and I took pictures of the building. And after yesterday, so much walking, and enjoying all the wheat possibilities in Paris now my body is aching. We ubered back to the apartment and started to pack. I was a bit achy, so I lay down to read for a bit and voilà! It was three hours later. We did a bit more packing, and well - do we want to pack everything up now? I am impatiently explained to him, again, that I need all my toiletries for tonight and tomorrow morning, and so cannot pack everything up tonight as he can. This is a constant struggle with us when traveling – does anyone out there know how to help us get over this packing hump? It seems to be a male/female thing. Tonight we went out for Thai food for dinner. About a block away – Joe I was very pleased with his dish - I was less so. Perhaps I'm just used to los Angeles style Thai food. Anyway, on the way back to the apartment we saw the Eiffel Tower lit up for the first time. I hope the picture I took comes through.