Really having to fight the urge to rearrange the furniture in our apartment. This place is decorated to within one minute of it's life. Seriously, I think the owner was trying to recreate Versailles. But I digress...

Today was all about the Louvre. Our focus was on Napoleon's apartments, which took an act of God to find because this place is so huge. I'm pretty sure we walked at least 5 miles before finding them. Or at least it felt like that. Perhaps because I was whining? I can see why people take a tour with an experienced guide.

Anyway, Napoleon lived at the Louvre after Louis XVI (1890) and seeing his apartments provides a glimpse into what life must have been like in this period. Very sumptuous and over the top - the dining table seats 100 people! Do you even know 100 people you'd want to invite to dinner? Perhaps this is a short man thing. We also saw Venus de Milo and Winged Victory but getting close to Mona Lisa was not going to happen by the time we left, so we may see her another day.

Had lunch at a cafe across the street and then walked through the Palais Royal, which is being renovated, but the garden still provides a cool shady place to walk. Did a quick trip through the Biblioteque Nationale, which is a beautiful old library with a circular, 3-story reading room with a stained glass roof. We weren't supposed to go in because we aren't residents but I managed to take one pic before they shooed us out. Snap!

Then, the best of all. Hot chocolate and dessert at Angelina's! It is called Chocolat Afrikan and I'm not sure what's in it, but it is the most heavenly drink ever, served in a small pitcher with a pot of whipped Chantilly cream on the side (meaning, you can put as much in your cup as you want!). Dessert was a fruit tart for me and an eclair for Anne Marie. I can't put into words how good everything was. Is it wrong to be so happy about chocolat? I don't care.

After riding a bus around to sightsee while giving our feet a break, we decided we needed a low key night. Dinner will be cheese, bread, sausage and wine. If we can work the weird corkscrew, that is. Sigh...