I have to say that looking at art is much more pleasant tout seule (all alone). I meandered at my own pace and flew through places I didn't find interesting, and when I was tired, I decided to leave. Fancy that! I know that sounds so basic, but in some ways it is great to be a solo tourist. Not that I would replace it for my life with Nate, but it is interesting for a change.
So here are a few of the pictures. There were a basquilion and one tourist groups because it was a Saturday, so they got in the way and they were irritating, so if you see a corner of someone's elbow or a patch of hair at the bottom of cropped pictures, don't be too surprised.
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Saturday at the Louvre
Posted by Lost in Translation at 12:40 PM
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The Louvre is wonderful! I love it there. I know what you mean about going it at your own pace. When I went there my brother Pat could have spent the entire day (or longer), and my other brother Jon, was wanting to be in and out in a few hours. I was somewhere in between but did follow Jon's lead.
I also have to tell you that you are a naughty girl for photographing the Mona Lisa! Didn't you read the sign. I'm just kidding. You probably didn't have the flash on. At least I hope not.
Anyway, I am so jealous you were there. I love viewing art!
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