At my mom's strong urging, I found time while in Paris to go to the Musée Rodin. I'm not normally a museum, or an art, person. I enjoy science museums, but seldom do I enjoy art museums. That day, though, I fell in love with Rodin's sculptures. I had no idea such emotions could be evoked by stone sculptures. If I ever get the chance to go back to Paris, I will find time again for this museum, as I did not have the time to see all of it. It goes without saying that these pictures don't do justice to the real sculptures.

Musée Rodin in Paris:

Me in front of the Gates of Hell // The Gates of Hell // Me in front of Le Penseur // Le Penser // I forget the name of this one // Le Baiser // Le Main de Dieu