Flashback: Paris. On day 3, Jaco, Candice and I went to Versailles to explore the palace.
Seriously beautiful and seriously over the top.
The trees were manicured to within an inch of their little twiggy lives.
No Photoshop, Seriously
The palace itself was a testament to excess and royal insanity.
At odds with the beautiful gold-leafed everything was an art exhibit, unnerving in its randomness. You see, this palace-wide sculpture installation might have been cool... Somewhere else. Somewhere that wasn't the friggin' Palace at Versailles.
What was this installation, you ask? Balloon animals. Made of steel.
Inappropriate
Quite modern and cool actually, but not when standing in front of a gorgeous mural from the French Revolution.
Uber-inappropriate
And, as if things couldn't get more arbitrary, one piece was a steel sculpture of Michael Jackson and his chimp, Bubbles.
Which of These Things is Not Like the Other?
Then we frolicked through the gardens of Marie Antoinette. That party princess had a serious party house with a serious party yard.
Jaco took a pic of me with my serious face:
Don't Mess with the German-Egyptian Frenchman
One more beautiful night in Paris, and then we flew to London to finish the Eurotour with Miley (to be continued).