Louvre

After that encounter with the Metro, I needed a good breakfast. 

 

Goodbye, stress.  Hello, moment I would like to revisit. 

Getting into the Louvre was a piece of cake, thanks to some great advice from our bike-tour guide.  He told us that the Metro has two stops for the museum.  One drops you off outside, by the huge pyramid, and the other stop drops you off inside of The Louvre.  He said that most people are either ignorant of the indoor stop, or just really want to enter through the pyramid.  He suggested that we exit through the pyramid if we wanted to experience everything and be smart with our time.  Sure enough, we walked straight to the ticket counter and bought our tickets, while the line outside had a wait that was over two hours. 

I won't bore you with lots of pictures of pictures, but you must see some of the beautiful architecture. 

 

Where's Berto?

And as you can see, we found the Louvre's happening spot.

This one's for you, Jenn Gwin! 

 Jamie with his favorite painting:  The Wedding Feast at Cana

And 4+ hours later, we're up...

and out. 

Just another day in the lives of two tourists.

And this guy chased us all the way back to the Metro.

Yes, it was scary.

And we were paranoid.

Please pardon my sense of humor.  It's way past my bedtime.