Friday, February 11, 2005

Moving Out

Even though I had a scheduled walking tour today to go visit the Cognac-Jay Musuem, I didn't go. My daughter did not get better last night and awoke this morning with her ears still hurting. She told my husband that she thought she had spider webs in her ears. *digdigdig* "That's ok daddy, I got it out!" Not sure what that meant, but don't think it was good.

We called the pediatrician first thing in the morning and found out her first appointment was for 3:30pm. So my daughter and I spent our day sitting next to each other on the couch while she would periodically scream in pain. At one point, we notice something outside our window, the sole excitment of the day... someone was moving into our apartment.

These old Parisian apartments were created for the haves and the have nots. Those on the first 5 floors of our building have access to the elevator and the main stairwell. Those on the first 5 floors, in the past at least, had 'help.' The help lived on the 6th floor, where they would have a studio apartment and share a hall bathroom. They have a stairwell, but it is smaller. It's practically impossible to move items of any large size up the small stairwell. As a result, they have to use this portable elevator to move, or in the case today, move in. (Actually, using the portable elevator is quite common, especially on upper floors. Everything goes in and out through the windows.)

The first picture is the view of the move-in from our window. On the elevator is a bed. The second picture is the elevator from the street.

By the way, my walking tour friend did go to the museum today and did not give it a great review. The collection was bequethed by Ernest Cognacq and his wife Louise Jay. Although the original collection was very impressive, the couple stipulated in the will that some relative was allowed to take about $5 million worth of paintings from the collection. Needless to say, this relative took the best pictures, so the lesser paintings are in this collection and it's not that big. Doesn't sound like I need to make a trip there when there are so many other museums in this city.

-- said Auntie M in Paris
10:15 AM



How did your daughter make out with the doctor? Hope it is going better today.

Love those "lifts" - we used one when moving in as we are on the 5th floor with no elevator!!

# posted by Pat : 9:22 AM  

Hope the doctor had some advice to help your daughter feel better (for both you and your daughter!)

# posted by kim : 9:56 AM  

My bother-in-law is a mover that works all over Europe. He loves to tell the story of moving the piano out of the 5th floor apartment out the window!

I hope your daughter is feeling better!

# posted by ViVi : 11:16 AM  

Hope that your daughter is feeling better now.

# posted by Anji : 2:00 PM  

You are good to keep your daughter company thru misery - hope by now she is much better.

With the details of architectural make up and the use of the lifts you helped me understand my fascination with them when I saw them. I took pictures twice! of them while in Paris. Do people often watch the lifts to see items teeter in the air?

Terry in SF

# posted by Anonymous : 5:39 PM  

Hope your Daughter is feeling much better today. I think my son would never leave the window if he could watch the elevator all day! Of course, he'd probably want to see things fall from it too.LOL

# posted by BohemianMama : 6:47 PM  

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