Well, in the end I was down for the count all day yesterday, but also improved all day too, so, today we went to the Louvre. I ran out of gas a little earlier than I would have liked, but it was lovely nonetheless. Youngest wanted to see the Mona Lisa, so we did. The man wanted to see the Raft of the Medusa, so we did, and we all wanted to see ancient Near Eastern works, so we did.
Youngest and I bailed to do some sketching and then went home before I collapsed. Nice to leave a place like that feeling like you want to go back rather than so wiped out you can't imagine facing it again.
Now a nice hot cuppa and all is well in the world.