One year ago Monday . . .
When one of the tunnels is awhile in opening to sunlight, it's: "We're not underwater now are we?" Next thing we know it is the French countryside.
And the streets of Paris.
Walking past Notre Dame to the Louvre we run into my aunt, herself on a stopover on the way to Africa. Of course we forget to prove it with a photo of us. But here's a beauty of the cathedral.
Inside the Louvre, looking down at its central courtyard.
I like how you can see my wife seemingly in amongst these ancient figurines.
Statues galore.
A sense of the scope. You need to take a lot of sitting breaks.
One of her favourites.
One of mine. I love the look on Lazarus' resurrected face.
Outside, for another sitting break. That was a lot of walking in there.
Back to the hotel we see Notre Dame again. Promises of tomorrow.
The street outside our hotel room falls near to dusk.
My wife exhausted, I take to the streets for a couple hours myself. I don't smoke, but for some reason I wanted a cigarette really badly. Weird. I can't remember what this building was. I think it's the Pantheon.
A glimpse of the Eiffel Tower. Can't wait for tomorrow, and yet sadly it will be our last on this adventure.
3 comments:
Ack! Only two days for Paris, I feel so bad for you guys. But you did the Louvre which was one of the highlights for me. Jin and my sis and I spent almost an entire day there, and I spent almost that entire day in the ANE sections. Art shmart, that stuff is only a couple of hundred years old. Who cares about that when they have the fricken Code of Hammurabi there?
Great pics again...making long to spend another week in Paris.
Yeah, I liked at the ANE stuff, and have a picture of me staring at the COde of Hammurabi actually, but it made me wish I'd done a refresher on my ANE history before I went because I felt like the significance of some of it was not always hitting the mark for me.
I was surprised how much I liked the sculptures. I loved the art, although so much from the same general period started to look the same to me.
I like how you spell fricken.
Ya, I actually fell in love with sculpture as art while we were in Paris. Both the Louvre and the Musee D'Orsay had wonderful sculpture. Actually, on the art side of things I preferred the Musee D'Orsay. I spent ages in the impressionist galleries, especially the Van Gogh room.
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