So, About That Place Called Paris...

If you needed any confirmation on whether or not I am, in fact, the worst blogger in the short but powerful history of blogging, well, this should do it.

Remember that trip Stacie and I took to Europe slightly over a year ago? Yeah. So, apparently I never finished telling that story. I thought I had written about all the days and posted all the pictures until Stacie asked me when I was going to finish blogging about our trip.

I said that I had. She said that I had not.

I had not. Naturally. So, I'm going to try and put a bow on this thing for those of you who have not passed out, or worse, from holding your breath in anticipation.

Where was I? Oh yes, Stacie and I had just had a great evening watching the sun go down behind the Eiffel Tower and rushed back to our hotel room to get out of the chilly night air.

The next morning we once again slept in a bit, but decided that today we were going to see The Louvre. But on our way to the Louvre we got distracted by shopping. It happens.

It's pretty easy to get distracted in this town, so we found ourselves wandering down streets like this:

And then, if you see a crowd gathered and looking at something interesting, well, naturally you have to join in to find out what the fuss is all about.

Then I stumbled on a pretty cool fountain when I went outside to get a Coke while Stacie was in a store trying clothes on, so I checked that out for a while.

PS - I know how to order a Coke in French. I can't do much else in French, but I've got that down.

Next we came across a place where one could eat foods from where we were (Paris), where we're from (Texas) and where we live (Chicago). I mean, c'mon.

Eventually we did, somehow, find ourselves at the Louvre. Where we took a very cultured, mature approach to the beginning of our artistic journey.

We then went inside and proceeded to rush through the place - mainly because I thought the sign said it closed at 5PM. It did say that it closed at 5PM, but not on Wednesdays - which was the day we were there. It actually closes at 9PM on Wednesdays which Stacie thought she read. And she was right. Naturally.

But we still had time to get intimate with the art.

It wasn't all silliness. We did see some great works like Venus de Milo:

The Mona Lisa:


This guy:

Then there was this guy, too:

There were even these crazy Pez dispenser sculptures:


If you've ever been to the Louvre, you know that it's huge. And before too long we were a bit lost, and I had lost a little bit of my mojo.

So, we soon made our way out of there, and proceeded to head back to the hotel where we dropped off our shopping bags and caught up on Le Juste Prix before heading out to another fun dinner in Paris.

We're getting close to the end of our journey at this point. With only two days remaining in Paris we pick up the pace a little bit and really cover some ground. I should have those posts completed by early November easy.