art and rain

must. finish.


Day 52: 
So I have to admit, just the idea of waking up in Paris felt magical.  Maybe it was also because we stayed in a nice little hotel rather than a dirty hostel too.  After a good night's rest, we got up and headed to the Louvre.  Oh, Le Grand Louvre.  I.M. Pei is magnificant!  Seriously, photos of this crazy pyramid do not do justice.  I especially enjoyed being inside and under ground level seeing all the casted shadows.

Of course, the Louvre took hours of our day.  Art, art, art.  All I can say is that the Monalisa is overrated.  CROWDS of people were pushing and shoving just to see this little tiny framed and glass protected lady.  When Stells, Cher, and I made it to the front, we wiki-ed some information about her since we didn't have a tour guide.  Gotta love Wiki.  I think my favorite in there was the Winged Victory.  Sooo beautiful.

 

After a long morning in the museum, we headed over to see Notre Dame.  Seeing it live made us really want to watch the Disney movie, but we never got around to doing that..  Anyway, the inside was pretty amazing - the rose windows made all the difference.  We circled around the outside of the cathedral.  I remember joking and laughing about something really funny there.. don't remember what though (I really want to keep track of everything okay?).  We followed my book which took us to Ile St. Louis and of course we had to try Berthillon, the famous ice cream place.  It started storming like crazy as we were crossing the Seine River, so we hurried inside the parlor.  It was a perfect way to pass the storm :)

(Left to right: Paris' take on a "beach", haha! / Favorite part of walking in Paris.. cutest souvenirs ever. / Cute little boy chasing bubbles on the bridge :) We couldn't stop staring at him / Berthillon ice cream during the storm / Locks over the bridge <3)

We then headed over to meet Joseph and Tim along with their travel group to eat (I'm sad I don't remember the name of the place)!  We experienced our first RUDE Parisian man, who was super impatient with us when we were trying to decipher the French menu and also told other people who were coming in to leave when he had too many customers at once.  Crazy man.  But then we started feeling a little bad for him because he was the only server the whole night.  Meh.  Rude nonetheless.

That night was a bit cold and rainy, so we decided to head back to our hotel and plan the rest of our London travel plans.  I kind of miss laying like sausages on the bed with our macbooks out for hours :)