musée du louvre

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[This is a special three-author post. The Dad had an opportunity to visit before the other shoes arrived.]

The Dad (Sunday, June 16, 2013)

Pyramid at the LourveI’ve been to Paris many times.  I’ve walked around the Louvre Palace and the Pyramid.  I’ve imagined Robert Langdon discovering that the Grail is buried under La Pyramide Inversée.

But I’ve never been inside the Louvre.

I had the opportunity to visit the Louvre with someone who studied art history.

Four hours and 37,228 steps later we were both out of energy.

Layli

Winged Victory

Naked Aphrodite!

We went to the museum. We saw lots of nice things like a picture of Mona Lisa and Winged Victory [Winged Victory of Samothrace]. There was a section for everything. My favorite sections where the Egyptian and Persian sections.

William

The museum that we went to was okay. It’s also kind of cool because all the statues and things were real. There were mostly naked statues so that was boring. Then we left and had hamburgers for dinner and then we came home and started typing this.

first night in paris

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“The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page.” ~ St. Augustine

Last night was amazing.

By the SeineIt was very hot yesterday.  My dad really wanted to go get gelato so we took the subway to the place my cousin told us to go to, Berthillon. I had a scoop of cherry gelato – or cerise in French.

[Editor’s note: the previously discussed Grom is better. ~ The Dad]

While we ate our gelato we walked along the river Seine towards Notre Dame. So many people were out having picnics.

Notre Damn

Notre-Dame de Paris, “Our Lady of Paris”

I was at Notre Dame last year and fed the birds outside and visited the inside. This time I stopped to take  pictures and watched a guy who was imitating other people. He thought my dad was George Clooney – he was funny!

My dad really wanted us to see the Eiffel Tower at night but I was starving so we stopped at Chez Alexandre not too far from Pont des Arts for pizza. By the time we got to the Eiffel Tower the sun was setting and tower was all lit up.

Watching the Eiffel Tower

The Dad made us watch the lights.

At 11:00pm the tower started to sparkle like a Christmas tree. I thought this was boring because it was just blinking lights that hurt my eyes.

But my dad says his heart skipped a beat when he saw the sparkling lights. Breath taking he says. Il aime cette ville et pense que le tour est magnifique la nuit!

nous sommes arrivés!

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“A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.” ~ Lao-tzu

We are in Paris!Wow! We are in Paris!

Did you know I got to visit Canada for the very first time? We flew from California to Toronto and then to Paris.

I colored, I watched a movie, I watched a TV show, I napped, I ate pizza and a hamburger and spaghetti. Just before landing in Paris we had turbulence and I had to sit down.

My brother barely slept on the plane (he’s napping right now). My dad met us at the airport and we took two trains to get to our apartment in Le Marais.

I’m starving.  I can’t wait to go find a fresh croissant to eat!

ge • la • to

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Paris, mon amour,

Pistacchio & fragola.No visit with you is complete without gelato, without a trip to Grom.

Despite visiting Italy twice some 13 years ago, I became insanely addicted to gelato on my first trip to Buenos Aires. Insanely addicted.

There’s a certain anticipation that builds up on the walk to Grom, as I cross the padlock covered Pont des Arts, as I cross over and look out at the Seine, as I get closer and see the street sign, “Rue de Seine” and finally the blue and white banner of Grom in the distance.

And so I indulge. I order from a menu written in Italian. Moyen. Pistacchio. Fragola. My first spoonful is simply the taste of cold pistachio. My second is pure strawberry.

No walk is too long for a gelato this good.

Pont des Arts, collage

~ The Dad

ode to paris

Paris! City of Light! La Ville-Lumière!
Paris, my friend,

You and I first met in July 2011, my first trip to Europe in 10 years. You impressed me on that very first night, walking down, and then back up Rue Montmartre, grabbing a crêpe from the cart at the corner of the street.

The electric energy you showed me that July has been etched on my soul.

In two years I have returned to you more times than I can remember. You remain my most favorite city in the world, outside my own San Francisco (for my heart really does belong to her). You have shown me a different side of yourself every time I have visited.

la Tour Eiffel

You compelled me to walk at midnight – in the rain – along la Seine just to see the sparkling lights from votre Tour Eiffel from l’Esplanade du Trocadéro.

You allowed me to take refuge from your August heat in a boat, through the Saint Martin canals from Parc de la Villette to Musée d’Orsay.

You showed me amazing chocolate from Michel Chaudun and happiness that comes from bringing chocolate home to friends.

I returned last summer with my family for a visit that was simply too short for all you have to offer. So we return this summer and ask that you entertain and bring us adventure as only you can, before we make our way to Marseille and Corsica.

~ The Dad.

blue shoes

“You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose.” ~ Dr. Seuss, “Oh, the Places You’ll Go!”

I’m getting ready for my trip. It is going to be awesome!2newshoes-rnd

To get ready, Mom took us shopping for new shoes. I got dark blue Nike shoes with neon green laces. My sister got black ones with sky blue laces.

I also got a new pair of black sandals. They are very comfortable. I bet walking to the beach will be very comfortable for me now.

Hopefully this will make walking around shopping with my Mom easier (I don’t like shopping.  It’ll never be easier.).