1) drinking fountains
2) barbecue chicken
3) pick-up trucks
4) Papa Murphy's Chicken Garlic Pizza
See. Not all food. And now for today's adventures. With an american flag scarf tied around my neck, I said goodbye to Formula 1 and porta-potty shower cubicles and hello to our old stomping grounds-good ol'Etap in Sketchville-when we switched hotels this morning to be closer to the city. It was nice to already know the area as we walked to the hotel, but not as nice to get catcalls from the construction workers on the way. Oh, Sketchville.
After relocating, we literally spent 6 hours in the Pompidou and Louvre museums discussing every painting we possibly could (we got kicked out of the louvre because we were past closing time). I think I enjoyed the Louvre more than the Pompidou, but I think that stems from my preference of almost anything over modern art (I want to mention I'm working on my appreciation for it). I couldn't keep a straight face when my professor explained that one artist's obsession with the color blue led him to cover himself with blue paint and run into a canvas...yeah. Also, I loved her explanation of this particular piece where the bride and groom were "escorted away by a chicken." Oh, modern art.
Long story short, It's been a long day...The kind where I don't really know how I'm still functioning (forgive the dramatic statement). No matter how exhausted I get by the end of the day, I still love France and can't believe what an incredible experience I'm able to enjoy! Au revoir, and God bless America!
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