My name is Sue Boman. Yes, that’s me in the picture posted here. I have called this blog White Cane Connections because I am one of the many people who use a white cane. I began this blog because I wanted to write about a project I undertook in 2012. The plan was to complete a series of walks using my white cane. Between March and September, I walked in 82 different locations across Canada. So, the blog begins by telling of my experiences and the many people I met along the way.
While this particular journey has now been completed, I find that I still have much to write about. I am continuing to make new white cane connections, and so for the time being I will continue to add regular posts to this blog. I am hoping that you will be a partner in the journey.
Sue
Saturday, 26 April 2014
April 26 - In Paris (Part 2)
I was disappointed at Versailles. Many years ago I had been there on a beautiful summer day in late August. The flowers in the gardens were blooming and there were few people around. Contrast that to this visit when there were hoards of people and the spring flowers had not yet blossomed. We shuffled our way through the hallways and immense rooms of the Chateau and were actually relieved to get outside onto the quieter, less crowded paths of the gardens.
After lunch, following a circuitous train ride back to the city - we were only slightly lost - we caught the Metro to the Arc de Triomphe. Not knowing which Metro exit to take, we were quite surprised to pop out onto street level and find the huge edifice right before us. The traffic was whipping around the circle at breakneck speed. We had to find the underground tunnel to get across to the centre.
I had really wanted to climb to the viewing platform at the top. However, when Lyle eyed the narrow spiral stairwell with many people lined up, he knew I would have difficulty coming down. There are 400 steps to the top. I am always cautious coming down steps, but especially so when I feel I am being pushed from behind. We had just made the decision not to attempt the climb when an attendant noticed my cane and directed us to a special elevator. I was thrilled. We did not know of the existence of the lift. At the top it was as wonderful as I had anticipated.
Lyle had checked the Metro map and noticed that we were only a few stops from the Louvre. It was late afternoon and hoping that the lines would not now be too long, we decided to check it out. I especially wanted to see the Mona Lisa.
The Louvre is huge but we knew where to look, and made our way there. The line was not long so we entered and went to the information desk. There we were given a map of the galleries and locations of handicapped elevators.
After going through security we made our way to the gallery where the Mona Lisa was located. There was a throng of people around the painting. We slowly made our way through until we reached the front of the barrier. I squinted and leaned forward, but still couldn't see the famous painting. Then a security guard noticed my white cane and predicament. He came over and let me through the first barrier and led me through to a second closer barrier to the painting. Now I was able to make out the painting. It was an emotional moment for me.
I am writing this post after we have just returned from Amiens and Villers-Bretonneux. Tomorrow we leave for Nice and the French Riviera.
Enjoyed the blogs. I was so disappointed in the Mona Lisa, I thought I was a much larger picture. When I was there, there was only one barrier and you were quite close to the picture.
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