When I was about 14 years old the Mona Lisa was loaned to the United States. It was exhibited in Washington, D.C. My grandmother, Fairie, took me on a bus trip to see the famous painting. We ate at a restaurant that had many oil paintings on the walls. I never forgot that trip.
It became my life's dream to visit the Mona Lisa at her home, the Louvre, in Paris. In 2011, fifty years later, I accomplished that dream. With my dear friend, Diane Lolli, I got to see the Mona Lisa at home in the most beautiful city in the world. I will never be the same. Love always changes you.
The pictures shown here are the church at Montmartre and Versailles.
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