I asked directions of an employee at one point, and after pointing me the right way, the woman complimented me on my blue silk scarf, bought at the Marché d'Aligre the other day. It's such a deep, rich colour, ca vous va a perfection, she said - it suits you perfectly. I thanked her. That means a lot, I said, coming from someone who spends their days in the Louvre.
When I could take no more, I escaped, as thousands were pouring in - NEVER go to the Louvre in the afternoon - and there was the #27 bus, just around the corner, waiting to take me and my aching feet home. Tomorrow is my last day. On Sunday, on to hideous little old Rome.