Monday, March 4, 2013

In Which I discover a centuries old conspiracy

You guys, I think I may have stumbled upon clues to the Holy Grail.  Yes, it exists.  There seem to be all these connections between art at the Louvre and the Roslin Line at St. Sulpice Church.  Now I just need to find a crippled English historian to put it all together for me.
Saint Sulpice, and a car that drove through my shot


Ok not really, but I am having fun recreating The Da Vinci Code while I'm here.  I've probably read it at least ten times so I know every landmark and work of art involved.  I visited St. Sulpice yesterday, and it was beautiful, definitely worthy of its role in the book.
I bet there's a clue under that gold disk...

"Offerings for the souls in purgatory"  Who know they still sold indulgences?

It was finally, finally warm yesterday.  I'm talking sunny and no scarf here, people, a big deal.  One for the record books.  Apparently the French feel the same way, because they came out in droves.  I walked around the Jardins du Luxembourg, which is beautiful.  They have tons of chairs scattered around the park so people can sit and enjoy the sun.  It even draws the crazies.  While I was there a man in scrubs got escorted out of the park for erratic behavior.  He was screaming at other people, dancing, and walking on invisible tightropes.  Yikes.
Happy turtles!

First signs of spring!

Pony rides in the garden, how very noble


I finished up with classes this week as well.  Finals were rough, three in one day.  But I obviously rocked them, do you expect anything less?  I'm most proud of my Art History accomplishments.  The final had two essay questions.  One was a picture of a sculpture.  The other simply said "Nouveau Realisme".  No instructions, no direction, just a picture and two words.  I was actually able to write decent essays about both, no way I could have done that two months ago.  This means, no tests, papers, or studying for the next six months.  That's the longest reprieve I've had since I was five!  Instead, I get a taste of the real world starting a week from today.  Full-time internship.  A 9 to 5, the daily grind, coffee breaks.  The whole deal.  I couldn't be more excited.  But first I have a whole week to relax.

Side note, I have noticed that the dryer here had shrunk all my clothes.  Every time that my grandmother worried about that when we went shopping has come back to haunt me.  I should have listened!  I'm just ashamed that it took me this long to figure out the dryer was to blame for my tight jeans, not the baguettes.  Thank goodness.  I've had to resort to some rather unusual drying arrangements since I don't have very much space in my room.  The irony of being an Edina resident and line drying my clothes is not lost on me.  For those of you who don't know, we aren't allowed to line dry our clothes outside, it doesn't look nice.  I quite agree.  Especially now that every door handle, chair, and hook in my room is covered in socks and underwear.
Yes, this is my life now

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