Paris Pt. 1

The last time I saw Paris, her heart was warm and gay... finally... after three weeks... we got to go to PARIS!!! I cannot even begin to explain how much I love this city.










































The boys and I went to the Musee Rodin. Karen was right, how on earth did they get these sculptures into this building??






























Le Baiser by Rodin. Atta boyy.























































Pretty ceiling!






















































C'est moi!

I dragged the guys over to the 5th arrondisment so that I could see where I will be going to school in the fall!!!! I love the Latin Quarter best. There is pretty much a librarie - bookstore - on every street. Umm... awesome!!! And right down the street from the Sorbonne is the Pantheon, which we went to next.








I could barely stay still I was so excited. It says Universite de Paris above the door. That's where I am going!!! :-)


















Inside the Pantheon. How did I not go here last time I was in Paris?? No matter, I know where I will be spending my lunch time...

...with Jean-Jacques!!!














The legend and I.













What's ironic is Rousseau criticized the University so much and he ended up right down the street from it. Also, he is across from Voltaire, his rival. Sorry, big guy.

Musee David D'Angers

That's right, David Dangers is back! For class on Friday we went to a museum with a bunch of his sculptures in it. Considering I've never been a big fan of sculptures, I actually enjoyed it. Here are some of my favorites.

Bonchamps... this one was a funeral tribute to a guy who pardoned prisoners on his deathbed. David's father was one of those prisoners.

This was on the back of a statue. Some pretty French script. I don't know.

Benny Ben Franklin !!! Hey there, somewhat great uncle !

Young Greek Girl... there was a story that went with this one, about how she symbolized a child of the future passing into independence, but I just thought she was so pretty.

Big..... thing.

Yes, yes, I photographed the school children having a field trip in the museum. I noticed that instead of raising their hands to be called on, they raise their pointer finger. They were too cute.