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Le musée Rodin

This morning I woke up early early to get coffee in Becca's room before her Kate and I went to le musée Rodin . It was probably the best morning I've had here. I've missed home brewed, "American" coffee. It was actually Fair-trade Honduran coffee (even better, I know). I couldn't taste the sweat and tears of impoverished farmers a bit.

Le musée Rodin was fantastic! Bear with me... I was moved by the sculptures. Each one had a wonderful story behind them. It's one of those things I can't really describe...but when I saw these statues right in front of me, I knew I would never forget them.
SO. All of you should visit this museum A.S.A.P. so you can know what on earth I'm talking about.

Becca, Kate and I grabbed a crepe (I got Nutella. Nom) and went to the catacombs. Which are morbid and fascinating.

I didn't bring my camera with me today. I only regretted it when were in the garden of le musee Rodin and I was standing in front of le Penseur and the Eiffel Tower and the Hopital des Invalides were both in the distance.
Usually, when I'm on a trip, I bring my camera everywhere I go and it kills me when my memory card is full or my battery goes dead mid-museum or tour. But so far, I've used my camera a few times to photograph the people I'm with and a few key things I want everyone back home to see. Other than that, I think the things I see that mean a lot to me don't need to be photographed, because I'll remember them and want to visit them again. Basically, I just have it in the back of my mind that I'll be back in Paris many more times, so pictures aren't really my priority. Like DEAL.

...like I don't have pictures because I didn't actually visit these places.