Fair warning: this post has a lot of photographs, this place was awesome. My first stop of my final day in Paris was the Gallery of Anatomy and Paleontology. I mostly wanted to go because of descriptions of the place such as this, where other photographers had talked about the light and how wonderful the building was. It is a beautiful museum, filled with lots of old relics from times long gone. I got in for free too, a nice surprise! I think that the man at the door mistook me for English while I tried to explain I was a student and should get a discount. It's a mistake I am always happy for people to make. There was a group of French art students there with their lecturer, who gave them instructions before the students took off to sketch the bones. We were the only people in the museum, as it was so early but it was simply calm, not eerie at all. I had a lot of fun with my 50mm f/1.4, snapping away happily while trying to decipher the French on the name tags.
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“The greatest products of architecture are less the works of individuals than of society; rather the offspring of a nation's effort, than the inspired flash of a man of genius...”
- Victor Hugo Look at that burger there. The one featured right above these words. It looks good, right? That's because it was, really good. In fact, I would go so far as to name it the BEST BURGER IN THE WORLD. Big title, I know. But seriously, I am not a huge burger fan and I was impressed by this one. So impressed that I went back a second time for one. Also, those chips? The ones people called French fries? They were good too. It had something to with the rosemary seasoning that the chef put on them. Okay, I need to stop looking at these photographs, apparently drooling in the Uni library is not okay.
I ran back inside to get a hat pin (I have one from everywhere I've ever been since I was 14). I didn't want to have to go through the whole palace again just to find my way out so I asked a guard if there was another way. He was very kind (though he didn't quite understand why I would want to skip out on the rest of the tour) and opened a door hidden in the wall behind him (I'm not even exaggerating, hidden doors!). I went down a staircase blocked off to the public and somehow ended up at the entrance to the chapel (we had previously only seen the chapel from the the viewing platform above it). I paused and watched as a string band set up and began to play. It was really such a magical moment, I still can't believe I got to be the only audience to a group of classical museums practicing at Versailles. Really, it's a little surreal. It was the perfect send off from the home of French royalty.
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Hi! I'm Louise. I am a writer, photographer, traveler, book fanatic and blogger. I love to post about my adventures and the little things I do that make life fun.
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