After we escaped Notre Dame, it rained. A lot. Like my Grandpa used to say, “rainlikeaheeeellll“. Since it was after 6, getting into the Louvre is discounted on Wednesdays.
So off we went. And wouldn’t you know it, the weather cleared up. By the time we got to the Pyramid, the sun was poking through. Since we had dinner plans (but no reservations), we visited the smiling chick (AKA Mona Lisa) and the goddess with no arms (Venus de Milo, AKA Aphrodite). Saw some of the art inbetween (mostly bibical and part of the fire and brimstone genre) but since we didn’t have the 5 weeks experts determined that it would take to see the Louvre properly, we bugged out for dinner in the Bastille district.
First thing we heard was “Do you have a reservation?”. Hearts sank when we were told to come back in an hour. But we puttered about for an hour and got seated. The place looks pretty fun…
Musings of a Food and Travel Addict