Paris - Day 6, The End

After finishing a long day at Versailles we headed back to Paris so we could hit The Louvre. Luckily on Wednesdays they are open late so we would still be able to take our time and see what we wanted to see...except that our feet are killing us and our energy is lagging.

I didn't take that many pictures because the lighting was too dark for my camera to take good pictures...plus, it's a gigantic art museum and this is not an art history blog or book. Plus, I took a ton of pictures at Versailles so I think you are all pictured out, I know I am.

First things first, we stopped and got nutella, banana crepes. Yum. I had coconut in mine...that was a bit of an overkill. Too much coconut so that I couldn't taste the banana and the nutella. I want a big round flat crepe/pancake stone. I could have that to haul around with my popsicles. Crepes and Popsicles!!!

Then we walked to the Louvre. I took this one picture because Cindy thought this was something she'd been talking about earlier and wanted to see. It wasn't what she thought it was but for a brief moment we were excited.

There are no lines at the Louve on a Wednesday night in the middle of winter. Remember that when you go to Paris in summer and see all the trees in leaf and have nice warm weather and long days of sunlight but you have to stand in line for HOURS.

This lady greeted us as we headed to the areas in the Louvre we were interested in. The paintings. Neither Cindy and I had the energy to walk around ceramics and artifacts so we headed straight for the oil paintings.

Then we headed over to the Mona Lisa to see her smile. We took our mandated tourist pictures with her to prove that we got to see the painting that for some reason is more important than all the other paintings in the world...I just don't get it. Why the Mona Lisa?

I thought this was fascinating. Look at the blood squirt. And the abdomen looks very odd. Anyway. Enjoy. There were a lot of painful looking crucifix paintings. I think I've always imagined the blood was minimal...why would I think that? Christ must have been exceedingly bloody when his body was removed from the cross and carried to the tomb...yet in my mind the reason the ladies wanted to wash his body was to wash off dust and sweat. Weird that I never imagined they needed to clean his body of blood.

In one room the security person was asleep. I suddenly had this wild desire to scratch, slice, and mark on all the paintings in the room. Luckily Cindy gave me an odd look and reminded me to behave.

I also felt like running up and pulling this security person's hand.

Here are a few of the pieces I liked. If you want to know the names and the artists then message me and I will look it up. But right now I am too tired.


Look the apostle is wearing PINK.

These ladies just look happy and loved and like they are genuinely good people with good morals. I like them.Romeo and Juliet
These next paintings are some I want to acquire as my Christmas art and just regular art that I want to hang on my walls along with some Minerva Teichert.

I need to remember this painting for my documentary on nursing. It will go well with the National Geographic photo with the polar bear mama nursing her two cubs.

I would like to have some panels made depicting the events in Christs life and hung like these. I wouldn't mind having these panels too but I think they are a little out of my price range.

I like the frame on this painting.

After the Louvre we headed home to pack and fall asleep. We decided to be safe we'd try and get on an earlier flight on Thursday morning because it looked like all the flights were oversold for the next two weeks and the early flight had the shortest standby list. Lucky that we made that decision. We were able to fly first class back to the US and the ticket agent told us that the rest of the flights were oversold for the next few weeks so getting on was going to be hard. And the standby lists were quite large on the those flights.

We flew to Chicago and got on our next flight without a hitch. We made it back to SLC in the early evening. And I was in bed by 8pm. It was great. I only have a few regrets. I also came back with too many euros. That is lost money now. Oh, well. Great trips can have a small price attached like lost money and the desire to go back to see the rest of the sights we couldn't fit into one trip.