Paris just keeps getting better!

Today we visited Musee d’Orsay.  It was so weird seeing these famous paintings up close.  It was so cool, I could touch it if I wanted.  To be able to see the globs of paint and brush strokes these artists made with their own hands…woe.  Monet, Manet and Renoir are all pretty cool but seeing Van Gogh’s paintings we’re really awesome.  Go Van Gogh!

        After the Museum we took the metro to a place right on the northern border of the Paris wall.  It was soooo cute! All the buildings had wisteria and vines growing all over the cobble stones.  Snow White would love it.  There they have Europe’s largest flea market.  It’s so big you can’t do it in one day.  Everything was AWESOME!  Everything looks like Anthropology, except it’s not new trying to look old…it actually is old!  They had furniture, paintings, old advertisements, dishes, vases, jewelry, clothes (tons of vintage dresses), WWII stuff, hardware, old doors, old windows, old, old, old!  I was spinning out of control!  I wanted to buy everything and take it home with me.  Girls, I thought of you the whole time!   You woulda died!  Instead I had Ol’ Smelly Pants with me.  In the mist of all this there’s a precious little dog hangin out with his owner. So I knelt down to pet the wittle baby and a girl next to me does the same thing but takes out her camera to take a picture of the stinkin dog.  I look over and it’s Liv Tyler!  Uhhh yeah! I almost choked on my gum.  I so badly wanted to yell “JARED! Get over here! Look its Liv Tyler!”  But I panicked.  So I quickly removed myself, fast walked 5 steps over to Jared, and mumbled in a low voice “Omgosh, omgosh, omgosh that’s Liv Tyler Jared. Omgosh.”  He’s like “What? I can’t hear you?” At this point I’m clinching my jaw with unmovable lips and say “That’s Liv Tyler over there with the dog!”  He says “Oh man. You’re right, it is.”  So what does he do? Right then he pulls out his phone and is trying to take a picture of her not so stealth like.  I say  “Put the camera down! Omgosh Jared! So embarrassing!”  I pause and continue. “…ok, if you wanna take a pic pretend like you’re taking a picture of me but actually get her.”  Well by this point she’s up and walking around.  So we slyly follow her (while occasionally stopping and pretend to examine some ancient rock or other) and try to position the picture in a way where she’s behind me.  By this point we’re laughing so hard cuz we’re such idiots.  We finally get one.  Not real good, but we do.  I’m so disappointed in myself.  I chickened out and couldn’t approach her!  I know she totally woulda wanted to hang out with me if I had.  Then on our way back we see two youngins handing out these tracts.  Wouldn’t you know it, they were our brothers and sisters inviting people to the memorial.  So we stopped and talked to them.  That was really cool.  Oh and I forgot to tell you, we looked up where we will be going to the memorial in English.  It’s TWO BLOCKS AWAY from our apartment!  What are the chances!? Jesus loves us!

               So when we get on the Metro to go back home there were these young middle-eastern looking girls that got on to the train during one of the stops.  The subway is so packed we’re all standing.  When these girls get on one of them starts asking this woman the time.  So she tells the girl and she acted like she couldn’t understand her so the woman shows her watch to the girl and the whole time the other chick is stealing from the woman’s purse by slipping her hand in there. So I yell “She’s stealing from you!” and the woman looks down and her purse is wide open and the girls rips her hand out of her purse. I’m giving those girls a glare like they never received before all up until the next stop and they jumped off and ran. And I yell “I don’t wanna see you punks around this town again!” (Nah, I did in my head though.)  The woman was really shakin up and appreciative to me.  I’m such a hero!  (except I was shaking just as bad as the woman was!)  Have a good memorial guys!