The Louvre

Travel and Other Adventures

The main entrance of the palace

I wanted to write a substantial blog post but the day got away from me so, instead, I am sharing another photo from our trip. Which, actually, is pretty substantial.

I am back at work this week. It’s hard to come back to work after being somewhere so life-changing and fabulous. I haven’t ever traveled outside the United States and the experience of visiting another country was so amazingly eye-opening. I want more of it! I have been bitten by the travel bug.

I am also completely in love with France. I have always had an interest, being that I am French genetically speaking. I have especially been fascinated by the French Revolution. But now I want to learn more. I am totally fascinated by Paris, the people, the history, everything.

For example, I had no idea the the Louvre was the King’s Castle before it became the Louvre. I just had no idea. I find it fascinating that this is not something that I knew. It is like the revolutionaries took over the castle, opened it up for the people as a museum, and then downplayed the fact that it belonged to royalty. I am kind of thinking that is pretty cool. Fascinating, for sure.

Also, seeing this building in person was incredible. It is absolutely mind-blowing in it’s grandeur.  We have  nothing like this here, really. I had no basis for comparison at all. This castle (and this is the first castle I have ever seen in person) drives home how royalty lived, and it really caused me to see the Revolution in a whole new light.

Seeing this history that I have been reading about for so many years was beyond amazing.

In a Former Life

Thoughts and Opinions
Mt. Everest

Mt. Everest by Sistak on Flickr.

I’m a bit reluctant to post about this sort of thing because I don’t want people to think I’m weird. But I think about this subject from time to time. I’m not super sure I believe in past-lives but it’s fun to speculate.

I have these random interests that don’t make much sense logically that make me wonder. For example, I have this fascination with Mt. Everest. I love reading anything I can get my hands on about it. I love books about people who have climbed Mt. Everest. Do I ever want to do it? Hell. No. I am super afraid of heights and really have no interest at all in mountain climbing. So climbing Mt. Everest would be the last thing I would ever want to do. So why am I drawn to stories about it? Was I there before?

Another thing I’m super interested in is the French Revolution. Again, anything I can get my hands on about it I will read.

Plinky asks the question, “what other person” could you have been. It is kind of difficult to answer that question. It’s hard to pinpoint that exactly. It’s more like places or time periods that feel familiar.

Portland feels very familiar to me. Granted, I did visit a few times growing up so that might be why but it’s more than that. If I trust my gut, I can drive around Portland and know exactly where I’m going without looking at a map or relying on GPS. It’s very strange. And when I’m driving through I get this little lift in my heart, like I’m happy to be there. I don’t know how else to describe it except to say that it feels familiar. Like an old friend.

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Abundance: A novel of Marie Antoinette


I finished reading it over the weekend. So now I can focus solely on H.P.7. But I wanted to say a few words about this book. It’s wonderful. Sena Jeter Naslund is such a fantastic writer. It is exquistely written. It is a book written for women. Kind of in the same vein as books by Jane Austen and Edith Wharton.

I have had a fascination with Marie Antionette for many years. I don’t even know what spurred this fasicnation. But I have always been interested in learning more about her. I think that the death of her and her husband Louis the XVI is rather tragic and, for some reason, I am fascinated by tragic stories. This retelling of the story of Marie Antionette does not dissappoint in the tragic department. It ends with her death at the guillotine, from her perspective. The entire story, in fact, is written from the perspective of Marie Antionette. Some of the more grisly events (for example the horrible death of her friend the Princesse de Lamballe) are relayed to the reader as Marie Antionette would have recieved the information.

A fascinating story told by a very gifted writer. I wholeheartedly recommend it.