Pompidou...Pompidon't

Ever since our "museum Sunday" tradition began, the Pompidou has been a dreaded place for Aubrey and I. First of all- the building is so ridiculously ugly, I cannot imagine who on earth approved the plans to put it in beautiful Paris. Second of all- it's a MODERN art museum. What even is modern art?! A bunch of bogus, that's what. Thirdly- Rick Steve's even hates the place so now what does that say about the museum. To quote Mr. Steves, "after running up the down-escalator, I've had enough of that place".

Mmhmm.

It was a horridly rainy Sunday in Paris so we needed a place to be inside and we just needed to rip this place off like a bandaid. I will admit, some art was better than I imagined. Yes; there was a gallery dedicated to white canvases with a randomly placed black square. And yes, there was a plain canvas the size of a car that had a red "splat" in the corner which could've just been a giant fly that was swatted by the BFG. And yes, there was the crunched up car that was called "art". And the paper mache figure that could've been made by a 5-year old from a Nightmare Before Christmas. And the tower of light bulbs. And the deconstructed school chair glued to a wall. And a painted blue canvas. (I'm serious. Just plain blue.)

Okay I'm not making a good case for this museum.

The view from the top was decent. Nothing amazing, to be honest. While the inside of the museum is quite cool (minus all the "art") I'm just glad it was free and it's checked off my list.