le laz tiggre: the last dance - museum watch comes to a close

phew, the last of the museums are finally down and completed. hopefully the rest of the blogs from here on out won't be so 'recap'ish and will be more geared toward how we are doing personally over here in paris and what we are learning. i already have a sense of what my next blog will be about (european culture vs american culture) which will definitely be more analytical vs. just about what we did that day.

but to continue on for now, today's blog is about what we did today :) today's agenda was the musee d'orsay, the army museum (and naploean's tomb), and musee rodin.

musee d'orsay was by far my favorite of museums. the impressionist paintings there were incredible, and although grace will say her favorite was the van goghs, i'd have to say my favorite were the monets. monet's color scheme and ability to capture the beauty of nature really calls to me.

some pictures from the interior of the musee (also post-processed... i seem to be on a post-processing kick...

impressionist paintings really capture contrasts, such as this picture below of a naked woman with two fully clothed men. i'm not making this up. seriously. i mean i copied the statement above straight from rick steves! it's legit! and of course plagerism is the heart of all great journalism.

and of course we had to see grace's favorite in van gogh. who shot himself after chopping off one of his ears... monet never did that... ;)

there's a brilliant ball-room in the musee, where rich people used to gather here and play hoops. wrong type of ball? what do you mean? ball rooms are for dancing??? why call it a ball then? there's no ball in that!!! see now a basketball room can be called a ball room because a basketball is a ball you see and *SLAP!!!!* grace tells me to shut up now. anyway the room was absolutely gorgeous, and after giving grace a quick spin and a little dance, we moved on :)

with my two left feet dancing with grace, it's obvious that the next picture is dante's gates of hell by rodin.

we followed this by a trip to the army museum, and napolean's tomb. for you army war buffs, the army museum will be your cure to all sorts of ails, but for me, napolean's tomb took the cake. the outside was a magnificent dome, covered with all sorts of opluence. i guess napolean was making up for something eh? his HEIGHT people his HEIGHT! geeze, get your mind out of the gutter. oh you were thinking his height? and not his... oh... so my mind is in the gutter? *gulp*

at that time, it was time for a break. so grabbing a sandwich, we headed to the lawns in front of the army museum and had a little picnic. she's really enjoying the sandwich. they say that hunger may be the best spice in the world, and we were starving.

finally off to the rodin museum where of course, in the pose that i take while i ponder the questions of the world on the best place to do so, the toliet, is the thinking man.