Yes, the Louve is a stunning complex of buildings. It is massive and some of the building are pieces of art themselves. But I know something’s wrong when I’m more awed by the painted ceilings than the actual paintings hanging on the wall.
Let me just come out and say it: I am not a huge fan of medieval art. Give me a bunch of Jackson Pollack sguiggly lines and I’m all “wow – that’s incredible,” but picture after picture of baby Jesus and I’m struggling to feign interest. Pretty much anything pre-Impressionism bores the heck out of me. But this is the Louve we’re talking about. We had to go to the Louve. We finally made it to Paris — how could we not go? So we went. These two photos pretty much sum up my experience.