Day 52 - Nonsense
After some nice rest last night, we went down to breakfast for the last time. The funny guy at the desk told us that he would miss us. And he also mentioned that he liked my blonde 'californian' hair. I didn't bother telling him that I am not from California. Then we ate breakfast and that was pretty good. After that, we went back to our room. I filled in my study abroad assessment questions. These questions will go to the Dean to prove that this is a viable study abroad. DUH! Of course it is a viable study abroad. It is the very definition of one. Would it be right if music majors only listened to concerts on CD or just read the sheet music? No, of course not. They have to go to concerts in order to really understand and fully comprehend a piece. Same for us. It's good and all to see a picture of a painting or read a description of it, but it is something totally different and completing to see the painting with your own eyes. You cannot understand the minute detail of a Van Eyck or the thick impasto of a Van Gogh or the intensity of a Rembrandt or the fluidity of a Hals or the color modeling of a Rubens or the realness of a Bernini without seeing them in person. You just can't. Maybe I'm laying it on too thick, but it is the truth.
Anyway, I rested a bit while Tabitha caught up on her freewrites and Elisabeth did her assessment questions. I am now done with everything except for the notes at the Pompidou, which is tonight! I can't believe how quickly these past two months have gone by.
Then I went to the Orangerie with Tabitha.

Anyway, I rested a bit while Tabitha caught up on her freewrites and Elisabeth did her assessment questions. I am now done with everything except for the notes at the Pompidou, which is tonight! I can't believe how quickly these past two months have gone by.
Then I went to the Orangerie with Tabitha.
Martha cut up several baguettes while Greg explained about the different cheeses that they brought. They also talked to us for a while about our group and the potential we all have laying ahead of us. It was so sweet! I will miss them. They are so truly caring for each one of us all the time. Then we dug in.
Then to the Pompidou. It was really nice to learn about all the modern art.
Then we had a lecture about feminism before we went into the dreaded feminist exhibit. I looked at as little as possible. I don't like these types of out-of-control feminists. Why is objectifying the female body so much better if a woman does it rather than a man? In my eyes, there is no difference. Ridiculous. Anyway, I saw a few cool things.
So then Shamra lowered it down to the toy. But then we realized that someone should be down there to get the toy when it falls. So Elisabeth and I ran down there to retrieve it but we told Shamra to wait to knock it off until we got there so no one would steal it. Well, sometime between the slamming of the room door to the opening of the front door of the hotel, the soap gained too much momentum, knocking the toy off. Unfortunately, it fell onto a group of guys. Enter Elisabeth and Ariel. The guys were swearing up at Shamra and all them, then walked off to the tram. We tried asking for it, but they were being jerks. Well, as they walked away, I was sure we were not going to get it because they seemed unwilling to give it back and there was no way I was walking any closer to them. Anyway, while they were walking away, a girl passed by them and, for whatever reason, they threw the toy at her. After waiting until they were a safe distance away, I ran up and grabbed the toy. Then Elisabeth and I ran to the hotel even though the guys couldn't care less! So that was our adventure for this evening.
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I love the adventure of the toy and the soap!