Bring me to an art gallery and I am in my bliss. Visiting Paris’ Louvre was a dream, and the Met was divine. Unlike my husband, who brought our two youngest kids to lay eyes on the Mona Lisa, and dragged them back out as quickly as he could get in, I could spend days leisurely walking the halls- maybe even hiding in the bathroom to stay all night! I spent the day there, then the next day too, while…
