So we waited until the very last minute to go to the Louvre. My ADD prevents me from spending long periods of time in museums, so we knew we wouldn't be there for long (Andrew suffers from the same affliction). Lucky for us the museum stays open until 10pm on Friday nights, so around 6:00 we headed over (After making a pit stop at Laduree for macarons). The nice thing about going to the Louvre at 6pm is that the line is quite bearable. Although once inside it was bustling.
Now here comes the best part. The part that excited me more than seeing the Mona Lisa (it's smaller than I expected) . . . you can TAKE PICTURES inside the museum. I literally jumped for joy, since I am much more interested in people looking at art than at the art itself (I know, I know, I probably shouldn't admit that, but the charade can go on no longer. That's just how I feel). So I was able to take this
and when we finally got to the Mona Lisa (did I already tell you that it was small--and behind some sort of bullet proof glass?), I forgot to take a polaroid of it because I was more interested in this
I'm pretty sure Andrew thought I was crazy for being so giddy, but I just couldn't help it. We did still look at some really beautiful art, but for me, it's these photos that satisfied me the most.
p.s. For some reason blogger is doing something weird to these photos. They don't look square, but i promise, they are. If you don't believe me (which would be very rude seeing as I have always been honest with you) check here.