Monday, June 30, 2008
lazy weekend
I ran afterwards. Oh yeah, we made some general observations for our project.
Later that night, the in-Paris-for-the-weekend group made another trip out to the Eiffel Tower.
Meagan, Brittney, and I:
Saturday morning the group headed up to the northside of Paris to visit a flea market. Unfortunately, we didn't find as many goodies as some of our friends who had gone weekends prior. BUT not to worry ladies, you could by an entire lingerie set for your fella for only 5 euro. What a steal. Classy too.
I went to Montmartre afterwards. I like to call this area Movie Paris. It has all the cobblestone streets, quaint restaurants, artists painting away, and street musicians entertaining tourists that you see in films.
A cute house on the way up the hill to Montmartre:
Meagan and I near the only remaining vineyard within the Paris city limits:
Painting Pierres:
The Sacré Couer/my favorite church in Paris:
We stumbled upon another (smaller) flea market near the Abessess metro stop. The entrance to the Abessess metro is one of the two remaining originals designed by Hector Guimard.
The flea market had antiques and odd tchotchkes (Laura word!). Old books, sheets of music, bicycles, teaspoons, typewriters, even shoe molds. It was a big treasure hunt!
The "I love you" wall in Montmartre. It is said in over three hundred languages.
Brittney, Nora, and I went to Parc Floral de Paris later that evening to see the Paris Jazz Festival. I love love love jazz music, so I had been planning to go to the festival since before I left on my trip. We jammed.
Sunday, I woke up and went out to another goods market, except it ended up being another fresh food market. The vendors were hilarious. They were literally singing to passerbyers in an attempt to lure them to their booths. Other vendors were shouting at each other from across the aisles. Competition just gets too 'em, I guess. It was fun to walk through Sunday morning chaos. I went back to the dorm and worked on some homework and ran on a gorgeous path near my dorm. I would have to say the highlight of my Sunday was getting some gelato at Pozzetto. It's a small shop in the Jewish district owned by three Italian guys who moved to Paris, but couldn't find any gelato that suited their fancy. So they opened up their own place. If you're in Paris, go.
Well, the last week of class is here. It's crunch time with tests and presentations. Let's hope I can stay focused.
Also, shout out to Baby Boy Brent the Bomb. How about that, lil bro?
Saturday, June 28, 2008
gallivanting around
Last Monday the marketing program took a trip to a L’Oreal Manufacturing plant just north of
Several of us had tickets to see a ballet, La Dame aux camellias, later that night. The plot was similar to Moulin Rouge. The ballet was BEAUTIFUL. The lead, Marguerite, was flawless. I was shocked to see one fellow hopping through his pirouettes though. Come on, guy. You’re in THE
This theatre inspired Gaston Leroux to write the Phantom of the Opera.
Tuesday, I visited the Galeries Lafayette Gourmand for a class assignment. My group had to study yogurt in multiple grocers around
Dad, they even had Olive Loaf. I laughed out loud when I saw it sitting there in the case. Grandma Donna would have been tickled.
Wednesday, I went to the Annie Leibovitz exhibit. This is the one I mentioned in a previous post. It was Wednesday after 5pm, so we got in free. YES.
Thursday I visited the Musee d'Orsay with Meagan. This museum houses a large portion of impressionist works. The building was an old train station. City officials were going to to tear it down, but they decided to turn it into a museum. Resourceful, no?After, Meagan and I went to a famous falafel place in the Jewish district for dinner. It cost two more euros to be seated inside. No thanks. We grabbed our grub and took it street side. This small little hole in the wall gets rave reviews. Even Lenny Kravitz recommends it. That’s right.
The end of my trip is slowly creeping up on me. Ten days.
It’s to-do list time.
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
hey annie. can you teach me?
The famous Demi Moore nude/preggers picture...that's her work. The famous Willie Nelson profile photo...that's hers. And if you are into pop culture, the supposedly "controversial" Vanity Fair shot of blanket-wrapped Miley Cyrus...that's hers too.
Much of her photography is in black and white (my favorite). The exhibit featured large photos as well as small stills with little hand written notes. Her work is just mesmerizing.
Inspired? Indeed.
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
quiero más barcelona
I was so happy to be in a Spanish speaking country. Getting lost in the language barrier in
(Meagan is missing from the pic)
We headed out to La Princesa 23, a recommended restaurant, for dinner. The restaurant was decorated with dark colors and plush seats – very Moorish. We tried traditional Spanish tapas – Tortilla Espanola and Pan con Tomate. Tortilla Espanola is like a potato quiche, and the pan con tomate is simple bread with fresh tomato spread. Then onto a pulled pork sandwich with asparagus and sun-dried tomatoes.
Tapas buddy at La Princesa:
Exhausted, we headed back to the hostel. Catch was, once we got of the metro, we had to walk up two HUGE hills to get back. We got our work out this weekend.
Friday morning we headed off to the beach. No clouds, just the sun beating BEATING down on us.
The beach in Nice was all pebbles, so it was wonderful to lay on the soft sand.
And yes, I evened out my nose tan. We stayed there for a good five hours and tried some great Sangria.
My attempt at drawing 907:
Then we headed off to a busy shopping area of
A hop, skip, and a jump across the street, we found paella. It was good, but I am sure there is better in
Later on, the crew went out to find a recommended club. We got off at the wrong metro stop, but happened upon another spot. The bouncer out front asked us if we had our invitations. We said, “No.” He said, “Sorry.” As we retreated, he asked us, “Well…how many of you are there?” After we told him thirteen he let us in. Not sure why we let thirteen uninvited people into this shindig, but we’ll take it! Fyi, people dance weird in
It is a huge farmer’s market full of fruit, veggies, fresh seafood, meat, cheeses, spices, and nuts. Many fruit vendors sold freshly squeezed juice.
It's what's for dinner:
Unas zanahorias, cebollas, y pimientas:And guess what I found? A homemade pasta stand! I tried homemade veal ravioli with pesto sauce. Pesto was too oily, but the pasta was AMAZING.
One of the bike tour guides was from
The Arc de Triomf. There are four replicas (slight variations) in the world:
Shamefully, I don't remember what this building is. I think it is a music or theatre hall:
We stopped off at a park. I made friends with an elephant:
Row, row, row your boat:
Gaudí’s famous Sagrada Familia:
This church has been under construction since 1882. Gaudí was hit by a tram in 1926. He was mistaken for a bum and was taken to a lower-end hospital. Three days after his death, hospital staff realized that the bum was
Lesson: If you are flying cheap, take Easy Jet.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
matinées, mas iglesias, and monarch mansions
Sunday, I arrived back in Paris and immediately changed to try to make it to the last showing of the opera. I managed to arrive at the new Opera house near the Bastille an hour an a half before the matinée started at 2:30pm. I was waiting in line for the cheap 5 euro tickets. They sold out when I was in line. Again. Luckily, my liaison was there, and she suggested I go to another ticket counter where they would sell discounted tickets to students. An hour of standing (in heels) later, I got a ticket to Les Capulets et les Montaigus. I paid 25 euro for a seat that was normally sold for 150 euro! The seat location was great - center right on the floor level. The opera lasted about 2 1/2 hours. I have never gone to an Opera before. These people's voices were incredible.
Monday, after our Consumer Behavior test, a couple friends went down to the Eiffel Tower at night. There was a picnic and a photo shoot:
Tuesday, I went to Palais de la Cite and St. Chapelle on the Il-de-la-Cite. The Il-de-la-Cite is one of the two islands on the Seine. The Palais currently houses the Palace of Justice, but this was the official residence to French kings from the tenth to fourteenth centuries. St. Chapelle is two-leveled Gothic church with gorgeous stained-glass windows. Here is a shot of the lower chapel:
The upper chapel is the gem. Fifteen gigantic stained glass windows circumvent the church walls. There is a total of 1,113 scenes from different books in the Bible.
Ceiling shot:
We had a group excursion to the Chateau de Versailles on Wednesday. We took the forty minute train ride west of the city to visit. This is where Louis XIV and the descending French royalty (including Marie Antoinette) lived until the French revolution. Also, the treaty that ended the World War I was signed here. Way back when, there were no restrooms in Versailles. People would pop a squat, do their business, and wait for butlers to come behind to clean up the mess. Sounds pretty royal to me. Overall, the palace is very gaudy. Gilded gold and marble EVERYWHERE.
This is the famous Hall of Mirrors. The seventeen panes of mirrors stand opposite a wall of windows looking out to the gardens:
A famous portrait of Marie Antoinette:
Outside in the gardens:
The trees in the right hand picture reminded me of snowmen (or treemen):
Rachel, Frances, Meagan, and I:
We leave for Barcelona this weekend. I am looking forward to seeing La Boqueria, Park Guell, Sagrada Familia, and paella. The beach will be another attraction as I should probably work on evening out my one-sided nose tan from last weekend. I apparently fell asleep on the right side of my face.
I recently discovered new tricks on camera software = Kristin spending even more time messing with her pictures. I am going to try to post them all online at some point. There are just too many to post on the blog. Will keep you updated.
Voy a Espana hoy!