Today it was supposed to rain so we went to the Musee des Beaux Artes. Actually, we went to half of it. There is an old building on one side of the street, and a modern building on the other side of the street. We went to the modern building, but not to worry, it was full of old paintings, none of that modern stuff that I don’t really like.
The Pesky Children do not like art museums as much as their mother does, so I had to sweeten the pot with a few small bribes. More on those later.
The collection is very nice. It’s not the best collection I’ve ever seen, (I know, I know, I am a museum snob), but it was a lot of fun. All the major periods seem to be well represented. They have some work by Picasso, and Monet, and Rodin. They had a Miro that I liked very much. They also have a very funky staircase that leads to all the galleries. The stairs are very shallow and kind of an awkward width so you can’t ever quite get into the groove going up or down them.
They also had a very cool model of the dome of Santa Maria del Fiore in Florence. We love that church!
On the way home we stopped to refuel with some donuts at Tim Horton’s (that was bribe number one) then went to the grocery store. The children hate the grocery store too. I bought them Kinder Eggs (that was bribe number two) and a Coke for them to split (bribe number three). They also got little prizes out of the gumball machine. (Okay, I guess that’s bribe number four). In short, they were living large today, despite being forced to look at Art with their mother.
When we got back to the apartment all three of us had a moment when we felt disoriented and kind of dizzy. Was it an earthquake, a collective sugar crash from the donuts or mass hysteria? The world may never know.
Quote of the day goes to the C-man while eating his Kinder Egg:
It’s like a Christmas Cracker, but you can eat it.
And fingers crossed for French baseball tonight.