Day 2: Sunday June 5th

Today was more of a slower day. I was exhausted almost the entire day and a lot of it was a blur.

To begin the day we overslept because of the time warp and was rushed awake by Kody urging us that we would be stuck in all the lines if we didn't arise.  So we made our way through the metro and to the Louvre for an easy morning of museum hopping.  Of course there was a 2 hour line to get past security and so we spent our morning in the line people watching before we finally went in.  Obviously the first thing we had to see was the Mona Lisa, why else would you go the Louvre? So we used the famous Mallory Family beeline walk to scurry our way to the painting. After an hour or more of walking through the museum we were bored and decided to move on to the next place.

Cliche photos

The second destination was the Musee D'orsay where we watched a British lady argue with the security guard about her bag, tried to interpret the language, OH and I guess we did look at a few HUNDRED paintings and sculptures. but whatever..not a big deal.  I understand that some people have a great appreciation for the arts but I personally, can only stand it for so long, and found more entertainment trying to scope out the easiest places to sit/lie down.  Kody..being the local that he is…appeared to be having the time of his life looking at all the art so we were in there for quite awhile.  

Next we decided to head towards our home and search out a Crepiere stand that a friend had recommended outside Notre Dame. 

Is this the one Eden?

Obviously I had to add this one too just because of my dad

We found it and enjoyed our crepes before heading back home for a pasta dinner and for the adults, a glass or two of wine. I'd like to point out that it is legal in France to drink at my age  and it was not my friends, but my parents and older brother urging me to try some. Peer pressure at it's finest. 

My dad after 2 sips.

For the nights end we hopped the metro and headed to the Arc de Triomphe for the sunset.  After a grueling round of pictures we bid farewell to my brother who had to get back to school for his finals before he met up with us on Wednesday. One fun thing we did at the Arc was watch the French Military personnel walk around with their huge guns like it was the most natural thing in the world.  France has those type of people stationed at basically all of their main tourist attractions.

Arc'n it up

My parents and I then continued to walk down THE most expensive street in the world, The Avenue des Champs-Élysées. Or as us southerns prefer, Champs delightses (pronounced Ch- amps, as in champions, Dee-lie-says). My mother doesn't exactly know how to speak…or say anything French; it's been quite the entertainment on this trip. 

To end the day we caught the metro home.  Later that night we were greeted once again by a thunder and lightening storm to fall asleep to.