Paris|Mona Lisa, I See You

This is the part that I hate the most, all my days start to blend together. I arrived with a journal like I usually do when I travel. I start writing everything in detail, it makes my blogging easier, but then it all goes to the shits.
It was time to visit the infamous Louvre Museum, the home of Mona Lisa and Venus De Milo. Seeing them in person, was a once in a lifetime experience. We bought some croissants, which were delicious for breakfast, and got to the museum as early as possible. We wanted to avoid the crowds, we bought our tickets and bee lined our way to the audio tour guide booth. Getting that audio tour was the best thing we could have done, it broke everything down with full details and back stories. Which saved me and all of us from walking around not knowing what was going on. I loved the rooms fulled of gold, the crowns, all the royalty…how beautiful. It didn’t take long for the crowds to take over, and I noticed a lot of asians came on packs and seemed to be the ones who were the rudest. It wasn’t my favorite feeling, and when it came to the Mona Lisa, the crowd was insane. Everyone kept pushing, having no consideration for anyone else around them. Wack.

She truly was more beautiful in person, I admired her from afar, glad I had my glasses with me. When I finally got to the front, I just stayed there and stared, got my picture and let others have a chance.
After the Louvre it was time for dinner, we walked into a restaurant that head stem punk decor. I feel like all I do is use the bathroom, the french barely believe in water. If you want water, you have to ask for it, as for wine, it’s always there waiting for you.

I decided to try something different, and ordered a salmon and avocado tar tar. It was good, but not as banging as the pizza Christopher ordered. I like that we all order different things and start passing our plates back and forth, it gives us the chance to try everything.
After dinner we headed to the highest point in Paris, the view is absolutely stunning. Sacré- Coeur is a church on top of a hill. It took a little bit of a hike to get up there, but once we got up there, the view was well worth it. By the time we got to the top my feet were killing me and all I really wanted was to teleport back to our flat, and soak my feet.