No, not the hotel in Las Vegas! The CITY! In France!! Where the clothe-ed people do not dance!
We spent the first three days in the hotel, which at first was intentional: to relax from a hectic couple of weeks. But quickly that hotel became our germ infested teeny weeny prison. First, I got sick, then Jim got REALLY sick, then Jim stayed sick, then I got sick again, and of course Jim was still sick, etc.
After 3 days of staying in the hotel, we ventured out to Notre Dame and the Louvre:
Notre Dame!
Rick Steves taught us lots of interesting facts!
We saw St. Denis!
and Joan of Arc!
We went to Jess’ Cafe:
To drink coffee from little cups:
And Coke Light from regular sized bottles:
We went to the Louvre!
And saw all kinds of art!
And Roman Emperors!
If you’ve ever read the Bible and wondered what Agrippa looked like, here he is:
And when Jesus tells the Pharisees to “render unto Caesar what is Caesar’s” this is the Caesar that Jesus was referring to (Agrippa’s son):
And here’s Hadrian, who made the beard famous!
Here are the French crown jewels, looking kinda chintsy if you ask me:
The Wedding at Cana:
Mona Lisa:
Napoleon:
We also saw some of the sculptures from Babylonian Palaces (the same palaces that Daniel would’ve gone to in the Old Testament book of the same name – so cool!):
Then we got some food court food to made us sick again and ventured homeward to our prison:
Tune in tomorrow for our trip to the Eiffel Tower on the snowiest day in Paris history (so I assume).
