In the end, we decided to go to the Dali museum at Monmatre. Monmatre is a really beautiful part of paris with its cobled streets and winding roads that lead up the hill. We took the fernicula as we had travel passes and wandered around to the museam. It’t not really a huge museum, but there was some interesting pieces of his, a lot of the ones with melting clocks and the like. He was an excentric kind of guy and loved to play with ideas of how we percieve time and space. We spend the rest of the day wandering around and we wandered down the Champs Elysees looking in all the shop windows (or window licking as they say in french).
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happy birthday old fella…