Having the major sites under our belts, we endeavoured to spend the last few days basking in the glow of the city. This turned out to be good and bad because the weather took a turn for the worse. The warm winter wind we'd experienced on the weekend (with highs around 10 degrees) disappeared and we met the weather we'd been expecting: drizzly, chilly, 4 degree highs. It dampened our spirits a little, but we tried to persevere, including a picnic lunch on Days 4 & 5, one in the gardens outside the Louvre, the second looking up at Sacre-Coeur. It helped to be able to consume a hearty amount of wine to stay warm. The good side of it all was that we'd gotten our fill of walking around the city during our first two days, so we were content to sit indoors and admire the views.
|The original 'selfie' sculpture?|
Up on the second floor, Erin once again had that feeling of familiarity. Turning the corner that led down a long open corridor brought back memories of Mr MacAleese's Grade 3/4 class when he shared his pictures from his summer trip to Paris. She knew what was right around the next turn. A large crowd had gathered, people waiting patiently for a turn in front of La Joconde. Large, abrasive signs denoting pick-pocketers in the area contrasted sharply with the soft lines and small frame. Our time in front of her was brief, then we skirted the crowd and sat for moment to rest. Unfortunately, Craig was graced with a present someone had left behind on the seat: a long stringy piece of gum.