Men in scarves.
Straight men in scarves.
Straight men in scarves hugging each other.
Now, give me a little slack. My mind was hazy with the jet lag and the hunger and the unexpected rain. Maybe its forgivable that my eyes somehow glazed over the brilliant, golden dome of the Hotel des Invalides and alighted instead upon a handsome, dark haired man in a long, drape-y, baby blue scarf.
However, be assured I've recovered from my initial impression and have even taken to wearing a scarf myself. It's hardly Paris if you're not wearing a scarf.
The flat where I am staying is charming. It is on the fifth floor of a building built in 1800s with a wrought-iron balcony and a view. There is a beautiful old piano and the wood floor creaks at the least provocation. The lady who owns the flat has a strange taste for goddess artwork, however. There are busty nudes basking in their feminine power all over the apartment. The goddess artwork may inspire its own post at a later date. I haven't decided yet.
I think the most amazing thing I have seen so far (besides this woman's impressive collection of nude
statuettes) is the Louvre. If they took all the beautiful art work out of it and the building just stood by itself, empty as could be, it would still be utterly, completely amazing. I've never been so stunned by the beauty of ceilings in my life.
|A ceiling painting of Icarus falling|
What feels like miles and miles of palace, with every inch of ceiling as marvelous as the treasures it houses.
Besides the amazing ceilings, I also loved the sculpture, ancient and otherwise.
|There's Spartacus looking studly.|
I had to crop the picture, though.
He was looking a little too studly.
I've always loved this statue.
It was even more amazing in person.
|My token picture of the Mona Lisa.|
There were better things to look at
than a chick with no eyebrows and a mysterious smile.
My other favorite thing was the top of a pillar from Darius I's palace. Two huge bulls, carved from stone, kneeling to support even bigger wooden beams. It took up its own Louvre room all by itself and it was only the very top of a pillar maybe five times the height of the pillar decoration. And Darius had about twenty of these things.