Paris, Francia
Well, I should be working on the four or five papers I have to write over the next two weeks, but I thought that I haven’t updated in quite some time and this might be more fun. Last weekend we went to Paris and to say the least I was hugely impressed. We stayed in the outskirts of the city (our stop was nearly off the metro map, so that should give you some indication of where we were hah) but we used the metro to get everywhere and it was pretty convenient. We saw all the big things of course: the Eiffel Tower, the Louvre, Notre Dame, Arc de Triomphe, Moulin Rouge, and the Sacred Heart. The Louvre was amazing, although by far the hugest museum I’ve ever been in. We spent about 3 hours roaming around, seeing the Mona Lisa and sculptures by Michelangelo until my feet were burning they hurt so bad, but it was definitely worth it. I wish I could have spent a week there. The museum was originally a palace so there were hundreds and hundreds of rooms to roam through with artwork all over––paintings, sculptures, Egyptian relics, everything. We also visited the Eiffel Tower first by day and then again by night. I definitely loved it at night it was incredible. There’s a park right beneath the tower and after the long walk there we just sat and talked and rested and every now and then you’d look up and there would be the tower, it was so surreal. At night, every hour on the hour for about five minutes the tower sparkles and when it happened everyone in the park started to cheer and clap; it was so amazing to be there and see that.
There were all the little things that we did too, like eat crepes on the side of the street after watching them make them (they filled them with massive amounts of nutella!), and eating French onion soup in France, so it was just called onion soup (and was delicious). The city was beautiful; I’m beginning to find that every time I go somewhere new I seem to suddenly have a new favorite place. On the last day we got to go to the district where all the famous painters and writers used to live––like Picasso and Degas––when they were in France. It’s actually the seedier part of the city where Moulin Rouge is (somewhat like the Red Light District of Amsterdam, although not nearly as explicit). I know three days wasn’t nearly enough time there, but if anything it was a glimpse of the city and after seeing it I know I’m definitely going to go back. My visit seemed to break all stereotypes that I’d heard – it was clean, or just as clean as any American city, and the people were very nice, in fact they were pretty wonderful. I have less than two weeks until Las Vacciones in Italy, which I’m super excited for (I already have my ticket for the Vatican bought!) In the mean time, I’ll be writing papers and reading all the Spanish books that I’ve put off for long enough seeing as we only have about two weeks of classes left until finals, craziness!
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