To the Louvre

We were all adjusting amazingly well to Paris, especially after literally 48 hours after arrival. Still jetlagged, but not too tired to go explore.

We ate good food (This wine is... not so good)

We took pictures of said food

We hung out in the court yard of our hotel and pissed off other patrons by being too loud.

 On Wednesday, we had a planned tour of the Louvre for our Globalization classes.

The courtyard at the Louvre is ENORMOUS. This is only a small portion of this wall. I didn't think to take any pictures to document how expansive the space was.

Our professor is dressed like Australian Indiana Jones

PittMAP ready for a tour

This giant hall under the square holds all kinds of expensive stores (There's an Apple store down here somewhere)

I don't know why I didn't just take a step back to get a picture of the entire prism. WHAT IS IT FOR THERE WAS NO SIGN.

We hung around for a bit waiting for our tour guide. He (thankfully) spoke English, and we each received ear pieces to hear him better.

Okay so the prism actually did make some pretty rainbows as it got later in the day. 

Rainbow hair

We walked into another room with the pyramid above ground

Up the elevators and into the museum

 The Louvre was originally a fort before it was converted into a palace in the late 12th century. Our tour first took us through was used to the moat

This heart carved into the stone was actually a mason's mark; he'd get paid for each stone with his mark on it

A poop shoot: extra sewage lines were added than ran directly into the moat

We had the Egyptian exhibit next.

Right before the Greek/Roman Copy exhibit

"Wait let me take a selfie"

Some of us just aren't into art.

Venus de Milo

What the Temple of Athena would have looked like

Panathenaic Procession, a relief that used to be on the temple.

I saw a lot of pieces that I recognized from a class I took in high school. I got pretty excited, but I couldn't tell you why any of those pieces were important anymore ("It was in the text book, guys!")

Part of our tour group

Our tour guide was very well informed, and an avid admirer of the art itself. He was funny knowledgable, and a little racist ("I used to get embarrassed to walk in front of all the Japanese people taking pictures, but now I just walk in front and don't care if I'm in their pictures").

Winged Victory of Samothrace

We moved onto friezes

mmm squat yah 

So enthralled to be on this wall.

Giotto's Legend of Saint Francis

A giant hall of all the Italian Renaissance artists

The Wedding Feast at Cana by Veronese, just opposite of the Mona Lisa

 The Mona Lisa is just like, whatever. I have a picture, but in protest of her over-ratedness I will not be posting it here. The crowd surrounding her was gigantic, and we were warned that this crowd was a special target for pick pockters. Not to mention everyone and their mother was trying to take a selfie with Mona. It's really bizarre trying to look a a painting and seeing hundreds of faces staring back at you (they're really looking at their phones). You can read a hilarious rant about all the selfie-takers (SO MANY), written by my friend, Jen, here.

Jesus is over it, too. 

Grande Odalisque. When this picture was painted, it wasn't considered pornographic because the turban indicates she was middle eastern and not a white woman.

I admit I got a little bored and started taking bad candids of everyone else. 

I didn't get the name of this one, but I really liked it.

The courtyard lit up beautifully at night. There were so many other people taking pictures, I got kinda embarrassed and pulled mine out quickly to get a picture but didn't really get a good one before I hastily put it back.

Yeah the pictures kinda suck this round, but I can tell you that they do improve!

Also I made an Instagram! I'm a week behind on the blog, but I should be much more current there if you want to see my most recent activities.

Adieu!

Rachel