The Husband’s Spring Break was last week (of course, the week before mine, so we only had two days of overlapping weekend to party during…), so we finally celebrated his freedom on Friday morning (before my class and school) by heading to The Louvre for an hour or being hipster and artsy. Cue photos of The Husband contemplating famous works of art, intermixed with artsier photos of cracks and all that kind of hoity toity stuff (I try to keep it as real as possible, you know?).
And in case you were wondering, that painting of the two women made The Husband and I laugh so hard we cried, and then had to join the groups of tourists snapping photos of it. Sometimes we’re so mature I can hardly stand it.
Stay tuned for more Spring Break adventures!
See part 1 of our Louvre-going adventures here