I didn't love the Louvre. There were so many people that it was impossible to enjoy the art...especially with 3 little kids. Going to see The Last Supper was a totally different experience. We got our tickets on the Internet before hand for a specific time. They only allow a certain number of people in the room and you have 15 minutes to ponder and appreciate this amazing work of art. It was great for the kids too. We plopped down on one of the benches in the room and were able to explain the painting (which is really big and covers an entire wall) and why we were taking the time to see it. It also gave us the opportunity to talk about the real "last supper". Alex and Ruby asked questions and were genuinely interested, which for me made it all worth it. Thanks to my brother Phil, who told us to go to Milan to see The Last Supper.
This is the Santa Maria delle Grazie which houses the painting. We actually almost missed seeing it. We had planned on taking a shuttle from our hotel, followed by the metro. Unfortunately we were enjoying our breakfast a little too much and lost track of time. After we missed the shuttle we had to drive across town to get there which was no small feat (see my previous post about crazy drivers). Our ticket time was 8:30 and the tickets said to be there 20 minutes early. After running down the street with our kids in tow we entered the building at the last possible moment: 8:29. Luckily we have a GPS and Pete has an amazing sense of direction. Otherwise, it would have been an opportunity lost.
One of the funniest things we have encountered is other tourists taking pictures of our kids. It has happened in France, Switzerland and Italy. If you look in the background of this picture you can see some people trying to take a picture of Henry.
Honestly, who wouldn't want a picture of this cutie pie?
The 3 amigos
A rare picture of me and Pete, courtesy of Ruby
An even more rare family shot
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