So before we get started on yesterday’s trip to the Lourve, I took myself out to dinner for the first time the night before. I went to a restaurant called Le Bô Zinc. It popped up on my search as a place with great prices and great food, and it was open late. After a nap to beat down the jet lag, I put my jacket on and headed out.
It was the first time I had to use the phrase, a table for one.
I got some chicken and mashed potatoes. I apologize, I started eating it before I thought to take a photo!
Everytime I blew on my chicken, he would perk up and walk over from the table next to me where two older men were having a very animated conversation. He was mostly chill throughout, but whenever a nearby table got food, he’d sit up and give you those eyes. I took no pity on him. His owner was giving him ice cream.
After making some revisions to my paper, by the time I’m finished, it’s time for lunch, so I get up and go to La Librarie, a library themed restaurant. They bring you the menu on a giant painting frame with the day’s options on it.
I get soup and a pork option. It was difficult, nobody spoke English, and I’m slowly starting to appreciate how proficient I was in Portuguese when I went to Brazil. The few words and phrases I know did come in handy.
Waitress: “This is a poisson option.”
Me: “Oui, oui…”
My brain: Non, poisson is fish! You don’t like fish!”
Me: “Non! Je vendrais… porc.”
Who’s throwing pennies in the exhibits???
Okay, *takes a deep breath*, from the get-go, I knew I wanted to go to the Egyptian exhibit first. Egypt has always captured my imagination in a way that most other ancient cultures have not (Castles? Schmastles!). So I bought my ticket and headed straight to Egypt and was immediately overwhelmed.
It was at this point that I really started to lose it.
Once I got to this room I started crying.
One of my favorites. The exhibit was put in chronological order, and at this point, we’re getting closer and closer to a more recent part in Ancient Egyptian history. The proportions and iconography of this bust are so unique, not all of it is fully understood yet. I CAN’T DEAL.
Might I add that, being the Louvre, the entirety of the exhibit is in French. So what I know about the few item descriptions I read, comes from the info cards around the exhibit (I read them in Spanish, Portuguese, and English, whichever was available, and I’m so grateful that I have that skill. I’ve never appreciated it more, really!), and what words I could make out in French.
So at this point in the exhibit, I’m an absolute wreck. I’m trying to at once come to terms with the fact that these artifacts exist today,
And extremely grateful that despite how controversial museums like this are, everything is here for me to see and understand. I can’t fathom how lucky I am, I CAN’T DO IT!
But I’m also completely flabbergasted that it was my work that got me here.
I applied for this opportunity and was awarded it. I interviewed and submitted essays.
People believed in me enough to support that. And now I’m here.
I’m freaking here.
I still can’t comprehend it.
Whew, just typing about this started to get overwhelming. Also, my blog can’t handle this many photos at once, nor could it handle the upload of them to the site. I’m gonna let you be for now and whip up another part to this entry.
À bientôt! See you later!