Pictures. What were my musts? Mona Lisa. Meh. Caravaggio. Wow. Code of Hammurabi. WOW. Winged Victory. Breathtaking. Venus de milo. eh.
So here they are.
Yeah. Best trip ever.
And with a Starbucks in hand, I was right. These are the things an Art History major will sell a kidney to see once in a lifetime.
….much more handsome than Quasimodo.
Mass was going on, it was incredible really, nothing I could say will do this justice, so just enjoy the pictures.
This place was spectacular.
Our hotel was dead center between the Arc and the Eiffel Tower. Trust me when I say, after 4 days we still got lost coming and going each time, which means we saw every alley and angel of this area of Paris that would be possible.
Yeah, it’s big.
Wimpy kids got a taxi ride up to Montemartre, but I want to state that we walked all of the the way back to our hotel from here (near the Arc) thanks to the most delicious quiche Lorraine and a bottle of bordeaux.
When we got there it was daylight.
I have a thing for doorknobs.
When we left, it was night. So sparkly and beautiful.
He loves to fly. Not really.
We stayed at the Hotel De Sers, and it was amazing. http://www.hoteldesers.com/ The hotel was gorgeous, every table was covered in the most stunning purple orchids I have ever seen. The people who worked at the hotel were helpful and charming, and our room was lovely and overlooked the courtyard. I will honestly say that the location of this hotel was perfect, we were able to walk to just about anything and everything (after applying band aids and drinking a few glasses of wine).
We were too impatient to wait in line to ride up it, so we climbed. I know it sounds ridiculous since Bob and I are NOT those people, but we did it. Thighs and calves, yep, they were on FIRE.
