And today I am feeling a wee bit poetic

Had a lovely Sunday afternoon. Basked in sunshine, solitary walks along the spacious avenues close to the Louvre, and marvelled again at the architectural and creative wonders of humankind in the said museum. Thanks to a dear friend who left me a carte jeune for Louvre, I went back this Sunday and discovered the entire third floor wing with Northern European, Flemish and Dutch art pieces.


And the other weekend I went back to see my favourite piece in a Parisian museum, La dame à la Licorne. It continues to fascinate me how 3 years ago I would have never dreamed being able to see the real thing as I studied the tapestry in a medieval history class, and now I get to spend as much time as I want gazing at the tapestry. Even though life in Paris can be cruel, tough and cold sometimes, the people occasionally snobby and blasé, its richness in history and culture makes you forget all about it...