Paris Part Deux

We met some cool people at the subway station while getting death threats by a drugged up fuck. Jonah, from Belgium, and Helena from Ingle-wooood. They were cool peeps and we hung out with them at Sacre Coeur. We then made made plans to meet up at The Louvre the next morning.

People say you can spend the whole day at the Louvre, and their right. There's no way you can see everything here since the place is freakin huge. There's works from all over the world from China, to Rome, to Egypt. It's kinda crazy when you think about how much of this stuff was just plain "stolen" from these countries in the past. Anyway, we decided to get to the Mona Lisa first since it would draw the biggest crowds later in the day. I have to say, the most famous portrait in the world didn't really impress me. Maybe its just because you've seen it so much in your life, you can't help but be jaded. Not to mention I can get a bigger one at my local Ikea, and even touch the thing if I wanted...

[This was one of my favorites. This chick looks like a rogue.]
[Hercules about to serve that serpent. Dirty chinese snakes have it comin' Wen.]
[The Venus de Milo]
Those little chess piece looking guys down there represent servants. Back then, if you were the man and got mummified, they would make little chess pieces of your servants to bury with you so they could serve you in the afterlife. I dunno about you, but that's fucked up for the servants.
For the last part of the Paris Trilogy, I'll be posting the most exciting part of the trip. The food! Hopefully I can stick with this updating bug...