We spent a good 7 or 8 hours in the Louvre. Much of it was attempting to find our way out. Tim got us very very lost and refused to stop and read a map he just persisted it will be down here or around here...and we would find ourselves in another room going in another direction not at all in the area we expected to be in. I was at one stage wondering if I should have brought him along with me. He was rushing this way and that and I was limping along behind him on my injured knee.
Having said that the Louvre is a delightful place to get lost in, and once we found our way out and got a drink we went back in with renewed vigour and our friendship restored. Luckily it was open till 9pm although we could have spent more time in there easily. There are miles of things to see and we missed some -even though Tim did his best to make sure we saw it all. I read in our Paris Pass booklet a suggested day out it included the louvre and two other art museums in one day with a stop for lunch. I can not understand how this could be possible- then when we got into the Louvre there were big black arrows pointing Mona Lisa this way. That is how it would have to be done put your joggers on scoot past most displays and see one or two pieces in each gallery. The Louvre is huge, it is amazing to think it was once a royal palace. No wonder the people got a little cross.
Here is a snippet of what we saw in the Louvre.
About midday outside the Louvre.
It was getting late and we happened upon a tea room. A timely stop for tea enabled us to keep going until closing time!
Resting my poor old knee!
6 comments:
Oh wow,
Sensory overload!
Why won't men read maps or instruction books? Infuriating!
I suspect lots of people do that quick tour just to say they've "been to the Louvre". Your submersion or lost way is much better.
That's right, men reading a map is seen as a failing: do they think they all have inbuilt compasses?? I think you could have spent a week there, I hope your knee(s) recovered. I love all the art, the paintings, the wing-ed beasts the torsos,: all of it. How wonderful, and a cup of tea as well!!
I am soooooooo pleased to hear from you little red hen!
Your photos of the Louvre are great! it feels like being there. Thanks for this delightful virtual visit.
Yes, I remember going to the Louvre with my sister, Clare, I was a bit fluey, but absolutely would not consider not going. I remember a long queue and a sense of panic about what to prioritise seeing in one day.
I remember vividly room upon room of the most wondrous art and artefacts. Some things are burned in my memory like photos, and other parts are just a kind of overwhelming blur. I remember between torn between shrieking with joy, bursting into tears or just wanting to vomit from the sheer scale, depth, and emotion of it all. (Managed to restrain myself!)
I remember how grateful we were when we found the lunch room. The sugar sachet's had images of famous art on them, some of which we pocketed to take home to Mum (Family Joke) I remember the fortifying effect of lunch, although I don't remember what we ate.
We stayed until closing time, and I was so grateful to my sister for negotiating the Metro home, if it was left to me I would have given up and succumbed to a very expensive taxi ride!
Your time in the Louvre (and Paris) looks wonderful. I admire your energy!
We were not so fortunate... In hindsight, we didn't plan at all well, not managing to visit even one of the galleries we had hoped to visit, but it was a last minute trip and just 2 nights (really only one full day) afterall.
Next time we will follow your lead and spend a day just in the Louvre!
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