Jennifer and I went to the Musee d'Orsay on Monday, where I reinnacted (okay, just posed like) the most dramatic event of my previous Paris life: twisting my ankle on the steps in 2000. Back in the day, with my twisted ankle, I had the high school group piggy back my around Paris for a couple days. I tried to convince Jennifer that this would be a good idea, in effort to truly recreate the drama. She declined, thus no picture of piggyback Katie. We went inside the Museum instead to view pieces of some of the most amazing artists known to man!