I don’t think I’ve seen so many Asians in my life as I did when I went to the Louvre.
In fact, I forgot that I was in Paris for a hot second and instead found myself confused as to
why I was at this “world-renowned french” monument in the first place.
At first, the day was beautiful. It was so bright and sunny out and actually kind of warm out. It made walking around to the Louvre very enjoyable.
After mindlessly roaming for an hour to enjoy the weather and take super serious touristy photos, we decided to head over to the front of the Louvre. Now people will always tell you how big the Louvre it is. It is HUGE. I imagined it to be a french mini-white house. The most fascinating part were all the Asian tourist who were fascinated by a black security guard. In countries, such as Japan, many people have never seen another race outside of their own. So some of them could not stop taking photos and touching and hugging this black security guard. Some of the Asian tourist starting taking photos and touching me and that’s when I knew it was time to #peaceout.
Of course everyone’s first pit stop at the Louvre is to see Mona Lisa. Mona Lisa oh Mona Lisa. You overrated dame. First of all, I had to stand at least 20 feet away from the painting, so I couldn’t even see it up close. Then (on top of that), it was enclosed in this huge thick case which would glare a bit under the light. Even worse were all the damn tourists. There were so many people clamoring to get a selfie with Mona and no one actually looking at the painting. A Japanese lady started yelling at me for being in her selfie and told me to move. I ignored her and continued to stare at Mona and try to understand why this woman was such a big deal in the art world.
After pissing off many social-media/instagram-loving/selfie-taking individuals, I decided to move away from Mona and venture off to other parts of the Louvre. We roamed around for about an hour and a half and saw half of a hall, of half a floor, of half of a wing in the Louvre. In other words we probably saw 1/1000 of what the Louvre had to offer and I was #overit. I just wasn’t a fan of the Louvre. It almost represented a museum of whatever. It just had any type of art, any type of genre, any type of anything. There was no theme and it seemed boring to me. I’m a person of quality over quantity and this museum did me no favors.
I wouldn’t consider coming back unless there was a painting or sculpture I really wanted to see. It’s definitely a one time museum spot and nothing else.