Monday, February 4, 2013
I was so excited to go to see the Edward Hopper exhibit at 3a.m. and be by myself with an audio guide in front of all that.
We got to the Grand Palais on Sunday morning at 2a.m. and found this
Only further confirming my theory of France's secret love for it's American spawn.
Not willing to wait for 2h45 minutes through a hail storm, we cabbed it home.
I hope we can meet face to face someday, Nighthawks...
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