This is a marvelous museum. But we decided to simply enjoy its outer architectural beauty while the children clowned around under the open sky (once we got into the courtyard). We didn’t want them to be goofballs near the Winged Victory of Samothrace or bored, whiny pouters by the Tapestry of The Life of Louis XIV.
My two young Jedi had found a long stick, which made a great light saber… until an hour later when they put it down an interesting hole in a Paris sidewalk. Unretrievable, it was. Not to worry. They found an acceptable replacement in London, as you’ll eventually get to see, which made it all the way home with us. There’s something quite satisfying about nature’s free souvenirs.
I’ve always loved the mingling of heavy stone with airy glass pyramids at the Louvre. We added to the juxtaposition of the stoic, aged landmark with silly youthful vigor.
My clearest memory inside the Louvre was in 1992, as foreigners bustled around the Mona Lisa. A museum staff member repeatedly called out, “Pas de flash!” (No flash!)
I didn’t use my flash. In fact, I had to jump up to catch one quick peek over the crowd’s heads of the very familiar smile that hung nonchalantly on the wall.
On this much more recent visit, I was content to snap photos of the gorgeous building, and use a flash all I wanted.
The shots just above and below are of the Arc de Triomphe du Carrousel, which peacefully shares Louvre courtyard space with the modern glass pyramids. These are actually the very same shot, with the exposure and color tweaked in different ways. The more renowned Arc de Triomphe de l’Etoile, about twice as large, can also be seen in the distance.
Have a memorable day!