Louvre, Arc de Triomphe, Av des Champs Elysees,
23.05.2007 - 23.05.2007 25 °C
It seems each morning, it gets harder and harder to get Megan out of bed. Today, was no exception. The "thrill" of being on vacation has worn off and it seems that she would rather cuddle up with the pillows and blankets, long after I get out of bed, longer and longer. However, my trusty LLBean travel alarm clock (thanks, Carole!) is quite annoying and does the trick.
Today was no different...I wanted to get to the Louvre before the lines became unmanageable. Megan was slow to see my point. Two croissants and one spilled latte later, we arrived. We spent about two and a half hours doing the audio tour and decided we were done. The museum is so massive that if you attempted to glance at every artifact, it would take you 9 months to get through the whole building!! Almost three hours and we were good! We saw the Mona Lisa, Napolean's apartment, and numerous other statues, paintings, sculptures, and artifacts.
After the Louvre, we found a sidewalk cafe to eat lunch at. Megan had quiche and I had a tartine. We sat in the sun, drank Eau (water) and Coca Cola and rested our feet.
After lunch, we went to the Arc de Triomphe. We couldn't have told you the name, but after we saw it, we knew what it was. We spent about 30-45 minutes there, reading and taking pictures. It was a beutiful day, so we just took our time.
From the Arc, we walked down Avenue des Champs-Elysees. It was a really nice elaxing walk. Megan shopped a little and bought three dresses, while I sat on a park bench and read our travel book. We walked about two thirds of the entire Avenue before we veered off and headed back toward the Seine river where we picked up the Metro train.
We ended back up in the Latin Quarter having 1664 beers for 7 euros a piece, not a deal. After one each, we headed back to our room and hit up the mini bar. I'm usually opposed to even opening the door of the mini bar, but in this case, the food and drinks were cheaper than we could find out on the street. Megan and I chilled out, watched some BBC and got ready for dinner.
We found a French-Mexican place that looked interesting for dinner. It's been at least two weeks since I had Qdoba, so I was craving a big burrito. Megan was polite and attempted to speak French to our waiter. When she got stumped and asked the waiter (in French) if he knew English, he responded "un poquito" (Spanish)!! She was totally confused and didn't know what language to try, since she knows more Spanish than French, but better English. It wasn't the friendliest of service we've had in France, but it was very good food.
After dinner, we hit up the internet cafe and gellato (ice cream). It was a good day.