Being stuck in Paris during the month of August is the absolute worst. The city is empty, quiet and nearly everyone has packed up shop to head on vacation. This means I can choose to remain bored to tears while scrolling through Instagram or plan some adventures of my own. I choose the latter. I am dedicating my last month of freedom to exploring France. Once a week, I vow to go somewhere I haven’t been before.
First stop was, of course, Giverny. I have been dying to go ! (Thanks mainly in part to Woody Allen’s Midnight in Paris) Many times I caught myself daydreaming about the beautiful waterlilies and surrounding gardens. One particular day, no different from any other day, I felt the urge to hop on a train and just go. It was even more beautiful than I imagined.
The easiest route, I figured out is to leave from Gare St. Lazare to Vernon. As soon I stepped out of the station, there was a gorgeous blond Frenchman ( Hi Jacky!) with a petite train. I had originally planned to take the shuttle bus but I was so caught off guard by his pecs I opted for the train tour (honk honk!). This option ( Eur 6) came with a tour of Vernon and a picturesque (slow) ride to Giverny.
Once I arrived, I found my way on foot to Rue Claude Monet. Giverny is where this impressionist artist lived for 40 years. The muse and subject for some of his most famous pieces of art was his water garden. I was so excited to finally get there. The excitement waned when I saw the ticket line to get inside. I had come too far to turn back now. I stood on the line with the hundred other people pushing to get in to see inside Monet’s home and gain access to the backyard. Once inside, I only had to elbow a few people out of my way to finally see the “Jardin D’Eau”.
The garden is absolutely magical despite the crowds. It was such a lovely day away. After scooping up a souvenir from the shop and a cone of homemade ice-cream. I was a very happy girl.
See some photos I snapped while I plot my next escape.