Stop #3. Munich.
For my friend Marc's birthday, his friends and I were going to Munich with him. We signed up through a program that brings American students on European weekend trips. They took care of transportation, housing, and gave us a bunch of activities to do when we were in Munich. Lots of Americans!
Thursday night:
We got on the bus from Florence at 7 pm. It was a pretty nice coach bus with a bathroom and American movies. The 8 hour bus ride wasn't as bad as I thought it would be! I watched "SuperTroopers", "The Layer Cake", and some other movie that I am blanking on that was horrible...oh yeah, "Tropic Thunder". We got to our hotel in Munich around 3 am and went right to bed. I was in a room with Marc, 2 of his roommates, and 2 random guys from Penn State. But it was a nice hostel in a great location!
Friday:
Woke up at 10 in time for the free hostel breakfast. The director of the trip walked us into the main part of Munich, giving us tid bits of information along the way. There, we met Lenny, our bike tour guide for Saturday. It was sort of cold and rainy so he gave us the introduction to the bike tour (talking about the Glockenspeil, the main square, a little history of Munich) so we could have a long bike tour the next day. It was pretty interesting. Munich was the hotbed of Nazism and the city was destroyed in WWII but it is gorgeous now! There are a lot of churches and really cool, old buildings. Me and the people I was with (about 8 of us) went from there to Dachau Concentration Camp. It was about a 40 minute journey from the center of Munich to the suburb of Dachau. We then hopped on a short bus to the Concentration Camp. It was a cold, rainy, windy day and it seemed like fitting weather to visit the camp. I think it reinforced the severity of what happened there. It was chilling. The "Work Shall Set You Free" sign, the barracaks and bunks, the gas chamber that was supposedly "never used". We rented audio guides and wandered around the camp, witnessing touching memorials and gruesome accounts of life in the Concentration Camp. They had a very well done museum on the grounds that detailed life in the camps, who was there, what happened to people, etc. Most of the Jews were sent to Death Camps from Dachau. There were many other political and ethnic prisoners there as well. The Americans forced the people of Dachau to tour the camp just after liberation and see the mounds of dead bodies in the incinerators. The entire journey was very interesting and sad. Just the amount of people that came through that camp and the horrible experiments that were done. It was important for me to see it and be able to have that experience to continue to pass down.
We left the camp and made our way back to Munich. It was hard to come from that experience and continue to sight see and explore. We took a little nap/break at the hotel to 'recover'. From there, we made our way to the OktoberFest grounds to celebrate FruhlingsFest (Spring Fest). It is a huge carnival and beer festival. You walk out of the Metro and there are rides, games, carnival food, people everywhere, it's crazy. In the middle of it all is a beer hall that can fit around 5,000 people! It's completely full of picnic tables and everybody goes in there and to drink, eat amazing German food, and sing! There is a live band that plays all night. We met a bunch of people we knew at the Beer Tent and stayed there for about 4 hours, having dinner and drinking great liter beers! We meet a ton of funny people from all over the world and had an amazing night!
Saturday:
Woke up in the morning and met Lenny and his crew for our bike tour. It was Free!! Which was great for all the students. You are just expected to tip at the end, I gave 10 euro. The tour was great. Despite the fact that we were 3 groups of 30 on these California Cruiser bikes wreaking havoc on the Bavarian Capital, we were pretty discrete. We biked through a ton of historical sights in the city: The Max Palace, monuments , the place where Hitler and the German government had a standoff in the 1920's after Hitler took 3 Bavarian officials hostage! The English Gardens (a park twice the size of Central Park), and a lot of other places. We saw a man-made surfer wave in the alpine river that runs through Munich. We had lunch at the Chinese Beer Gardens - amazing food and beer. The tour provided us the perfect opportunity to really see Munich - definitely not boring! Afterward, we had a beer at the Augustine Beer Haus. There was a bachelor party there and the groom-to-be was dressed in a giant diaper and spandex. He had a list of things he needed to do during the day, and had to get everybody in the bar to sing a song about him and his fiancée. It was hilarious - people come to Munich to have a great time! We took a quick nap back at the hostel and made our way, again, to the Beer Tents at Fruhlingsfest! We had a few beers, went go-karting, slid down some giant slides, and enjoyed the beautiful weather. Then, we took Marc out to Sushi for his 21st birthday. The place we went to was actually amazing! Good sushi in Munich! We were exhausted from a long day of touring and drinking so we went to bed around midnight. Happy Birthday Marc!
Sunday:
Sunday morning, the kids from Florence all boarded their bus to go back to Italy. I was leaving from Munich for Barcelona so I had a few hours to kill before the airport. I walked from the hostel to the Pinakothec Modern Art Museum. The building is stunning, housing a design exhibit and an architecture exhibit along with the modern art. There were some great neon pieces, a whole history of Ikea and furniture design (I feel like I saw a lot of stuff that was similiar to things from my Grandparents old house in Highland Park). I never really thought of furniture as art but it was really interesting. After the museum, I made my way back to the Hostel, got my bags, and took a train to the Munich Airport, which is one of the nicest airports I have ever been in! Off to Spain!
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Spring Break: Florence
Traveling from Nice to Florence was not so fun. I took a 6 hour train from Nice to Milan. The Trenitalia train was probably from the 1960s, with cars of 6 people. I was sandwiched in between 2 old couples, one Italian, one German. I talked to the German couple a little bit (in French). That was when I updated my blog from a few weeks ago. I was the obnoxious American plugging away on their blackberry but when else was I going to catch up on my blogging?! The train took an hour to get through Genoa, Italy for some reason so I missed my connecting train from Milan to Florence. They have one every hour though so I just got on the next one. The train from Milan to Florence was great, very modern, with internet and comfy seats. I got off in Florence and met my friend Marc Kovarsky near the train station.
Marc is one of my best friends from high school and I was staying with him at his apartment in Florence. He is studying abroad there. We did a brief tour of some of the main spots in Florence on the way to his apartment. Florence is gorgeous and very old. There were beautiful churches and plazas everywhere. Marc lives AT the Ponteveccio! It's a really cool, old bridge where they used to sell gold and silver. Now it's a huge tourist attraction but still beautiful. We went out to dinner that night with some of his roommates and my friend Sarah Scully from high school. The food was delicious. Penne alla Vodka, Veal, Gnocchi (me and 2 other guys split our dishes). The bread and balsamic vinegar was amazing too! That night, we went to a bar called the Red Garter that was all Americans! There are a ton of Americans studying in Florence so I saw so many people from Michigan and Chicago that I knew. That night we went to a place called "Secret Kebab". It's a restaurant in Florence that isn't technically allowed to be open past a certain time but all the students know about it. They have all the lights off and if you knock on the door, a guy will bring you quickly into the back of the restaurant and make you kebabs. They were the best kebabs ever!!
Wednesday
Marc and I woke up and made our way to the bridge down river from the PonteVecchio. We had booked a Bike Tour of the Tuscan countryside with a company that my friends from Paris used. This company led you from 10 - 5 through the Chianti region on bikes. I was so excited! There were about 30 people on the tour and they drove us 30 minutes to an old Italian Villa (where a Count and Countess lived and produced wine and olive oil). We had a tasting and tour of the Villa. The olive oil was unbelievable!!! I would have bought some if I wasn't traveling with a backpack for another week and a half. We biked through the stunning countryside, through hills and valleys that were breathtaking. There was randomly a girl from Michigan on the trip! Everyone was pretty young and we all had a great time. We had an amazing lunch at a small Italian restaurant half way through the day. I had some great lasagna and great Chianti wine. The riding had been pretty easy up until this point, all down hill or flat. But after lunch, we rode for about 40 minutes until we got to a huge hill. The company offered to drive people up who didn't want to ride. About half of the people hopped in the van. Everybody else rode up the hill. They were not kidding when they said it was steep. I was the only one who made it up without having to get off and walk for part of it. It took a good 20 minutes of steep uphill climbing to get to the top. I definitely earned my free Tuscany Bike Tour water bottle! The tour took us back to the Villa and they drove us back to Florence. The entire day was just amazing. The weather was perfect, we met so many cool people, saw some amazing terrain, great food, wine and olive oil, and I really enjoyed the biking! I couldn't have asked for a better day! And, we went to get gelato afterwards !! For dinner on Wednesday, Marc, his roommate Josh, and I went to a restaurant on the river that was great. Spaghetti bolognase - perfect. That night we went to a club called Full Up. We went to a girl's apartment first that was unbelievably nice. They had a 6 bedroom apartment on the top floor of a building overlooking the Duomo. This apartment was insane...the kids in Florence live like kings. An apartment like that in Paris would cost AT LEAST 2 million euro. We had a great night though and I saw a lot of people I knew (theme of the trip, I know).
Thursday:
I woke up in the morning and did a little sightseeing on my own. Marc had an Italian quiz in one of his classes. I went to the Duomo first. Before I came to Europe, I'd been inside probablyl 3 or 4 churches. Now, I'm pretty churched out. The Duomo was very cool though, huge and intricate. Then I went to the Academia to see the Michaelangelo. I had a pass from Marc so I didn't have to pay or wait in line. The David was so great, much better than I ever expected. It's so imposing, so perfect, and it really propelled the Renaissance Movement. So the David, definitely worth seeing in person. From the David, I tried to go to the Synagogue in Florence. I saw the outside which looked amazing but it was closed for Passover! Very disappointing! I walked to the Leather Market and went to a store called Massimo's. This is where 'everybody' gets their leather jackets. I knew I wanted to buy a nice, leather jacket in Florence and I spent about an hour trying on different jackets and debating which ones I liked. The people in the store were very patient and spoke great English. I finally landed on a nice, lambs skin black leather coat that is great! Marc is bringing it to Paris for me because I didn't want to travel with it. I shopped in the markets for a leather belt too and found a nice one. Marc finished class and met me at the Leather Market. He took me, with Stephanie Raskin (*who I shared my Bar Mitzvah with) to a great sandwich place called Antico. The food in Florence is great! We went to the Leather School after that, where I got my wallet engraved with my initials. We walked around more of Florence, went back to Marc's, and packed for MUNICH! (NEXT POST)
Marc is one of my best friends from high school and I was staying with him at his apartment in Florence. He is studying abroad there. We did a brief tour of some of the main spots in Florence on the way to his apartment. Florence is gorgeous and very old. There were beautiful churches and plazas everywhere. Marc lives AT the Ponteveccio! It's a really cool, old bridge where they used to sell gold and silver. Now it's a huge tourist attraction but still beautiful. We went out to dinner that night with some of his roommates and my friend Sarah Scully from high school. The food was delicious. Penne alla Vodka, Veal, Gnocchi (me and 2 other guys split our dishes). The bread and balsamic vinegar was amazing too! That night, we went to a bar called the Red Garter that was all Americans! There are a ton of Americans studying in Florence so I saw so many people from Michigan and Chicago that I knew. That night we went to a place called "Secret Kebab". It's a restaurant in Florence that isn't technically allowed to be open past a certain time but all the students know about it. They have all the lights off and if you knock on the door, a guy will bring you quickly into the back of the restaurant and make you kebabs. They were the best kebabs ever!!
Wednesday
Marc and I woke up and made our way to the bridge down river from the PonteVecchio. We had booked a Bike Tour of the Tuscan countryside with a company that my friends from Paris used. This company led you from 10 - 5 through the Chianti region on bikes. I was so excited! There were about 30 people on the tour and they drove us 30 minutes to an old Italian Villa (where a Count and Countess lived and produced wine and olive oil). We had a tasting and tour of the Villa. The olive oil was unbelievable!!! I would have bought some if I wasn't traveling with a backpack for another week and a half. We biked through the stunning countryside, through hills and valleys that were breathtaking. There was randomly a girl from Michigan on the trip! Everyone was pretty young and we all had a great time. We had an amazing lunch at a small Italian restaurant half way through the day. I had some great lasagna and great Chianti wine. The riding had been pretty easy up until this point, all down hill or flat. But after lunch, we rode for about 40 minutes until we got to a huge hill. The company offered to drive people up who didn't want to ride. About half of the people hopped in the van. Everybody else rode up the hill. They were not kidding when they said it was steep. I was the only one who made it up without having to get off and walk for part of it. It took a good 20 minutes of steep uphill climbing to get to the top. I definitely earned my free Tuscany Bike Tour water bottle! The tour took us back to the Villa and they drove us back to Florence. The entire day was just amazing. The weather was perfect, we met so many cool people, saw some amazing terrain, great food, wine and olive oil, and I really enjoyed the biking! I couldn't have asked for a better day! And, we went to get gelato afterwards !! For dinner on Wednesday, Marc, his roommate Josh, and I went to a restaurant on the river that was great. Spaghetti bolognase - perfect. That night we went to a club called Full Up. We went to a girl's apartment first that was unbelievably nice. They had a 6 bedroom apartment on the top floor of a building overlooking the Duomo. This apartment was insane...the kids in Florence live like kings. An apartment like that in Paris would cost AT LEAST 2 million euro. We had a great night though and I saw a lot of people I knew (theme of the trip, I know).
Thursday:
I woke up in the morning and did a little sightseeing on my own. Marc had an Italian quiz in one of his classes. I went to the Duomo first. Before I came to Europe, I'd been inside probablyl 3 or 4 churches. Now, I'm pretty churched out. The Duomo was very cool though, huge and intricate. Then I went to the Academia to see the Michaelangelo. I had a pass from Marc so I didn't have to pay or wait in line. The David was so great, much better than I ever expected. It's so imposing, so perfect, and it really propelled the Renaissance Movement. So the David, definitely worth seeing in person. From the David, I tried to go to the Synagogue in Florence. I saw the outside which looked amazing but it was closed for Passover! Very disappointing! I walked to the Leather Market and went to a store called Massimo's. This is where 'everybody' gets their leather jackets. I knew I wanted to buy a nice, leather jacket in Florence and I spent about an hour trying on different jackets and debating which ones I liked. The people in the store were very patient and spoke great English. I finally landed on a nice, lambs skin black leather coat that is great! Marc is bringing it to Paris for me because I didn't want to travel with it. I shopped in the markets for a leather belt too and found a nice one. Marc finished class and met me at the Leather Market. He took me, with Stephanie Raskin (*who I shared my Bar Mitzvah with) to a great sandwich place called Antico. The food in Florence is great! We went to the Leather School after that, where I got my wallet engraved with my initials. We walked around more of Florence, went back to Marc's, and packed for MUNICH! (NEXT POST)
Spring Break: French Riviera
First destination of Spring Break: The French Riviera
Saturday:
Vic and I woke up at 4:30 am to make the first RER train to the airport. We had to walk to Denfert-Rocherau because the Metro wasn't running yet. We barely made the RER, an ominous sign. Everything was running smoothly, we were hitting all the necessary stops, and I was not nervous at all about having to check my bags. Until, that is, the train suddenly stopped at a stop in the suburbs. The P.A. told us that the line was being worked on and we all had to get off and take a bus. That's it. No warning before saying "This line stops at X". So 300 people scurried from the train to the bus stop at the train station, where of course, there were no buses. None. 300 people, 5:30 in the morning, middle of nowhere, no taxis, stranded. There was nothing to do but wait and say, "Well, that's France!" Finally a bus came. All 300 people ran to get on it. It was a mob! I could have jumped on but Vic was behind me and it was a mad-house so we decided to wait. Another bus came but it wasn't going to the airport and refused to take us there. Then an empty bus came and we jumped on and demanded he take us to the airport. He was going to do it to, until a man in a backpack came on to the bus and said "I'm on the phone with the director of the RER. He said a train is coming now to take us to the airport!" So we were a little skeptical of this man with the backpack, but finally obliged and got off the bus and a train came 2 seconds later. We ran to get on and it took us to the airport! Just a little detour.
I had to check bags so I got in line...a very long line. An Air France employee asked me if I had already gotten my boarding pass and I said yes. He said, "come with me, we're starting a new line" so I got to check my bags first at a different counter. I definitely would have missed my flight otherwise. I passed out for the entire plane ride from Paris to Nice. We arrived in Nice, took a bus into town, checked into our hotel, and passed out for a few hours. We had only gotten 2.5 hours of sleep the night before and had a stressful morning. When we woke up, we had lunch and made our way to the Marc Chagall Museum in Nice. The museum was incredible, a collection of his biblical paintings and stained glass windows. I really loved his colors and hidden messages throughout. I bought a book from the museum about all the paintings in the exhibit. Chagall spent a lot of time in Nice and donated many paintings to the museum. We explored the city after that, walking around Vieux Nice, getting some great gelato, just taking in the glory of the French Riviera. Place Masséna, the center of the tourist area, was beautiful. Colorful buildings, huge streets, fun performers (and some weird ones, like a guy dancing like Michael Jackson to no music). That night we had moules frites (mussels and fries) in Vieux Nice and went to bed on the early side because we were so exhausted.
Sunday:
In the morning, Vic and I visited the Museum of Modern and Contemporary Art. The building itself was really cool, with a garden on the roof that overlooked the Mediterranean. We saw some American pop art, some crazy lines on canvases (sometimes I love Contemporary Art, sometimes I just don't get it), some really cool mirrors and neon lights, etc. I liked the museum a lot. From there, we went to the train station and took the train to Eze, a small village in the Maritime Alps. Built up in the 12th century, it's main fortresses and streets are still preserved today. The train got us to the main station by the coast at 2:05. The bus from the train station to Eze Village left at 1:55. It makes no sense. So we had to call a taxi to drive us 20 minutes up to Eze Village. We shared the cab with a Russian-American who was really odd. I asked her if she was in France on vacation. She answered, "Something like that". She said she'd also been to Eze many times, which is sort of odd because it's a tiny village. Oh well, I didn't ask questions. We had amazing pizza at a restaurant hanging over a cliff and then explored the town. We wandered through tiny streets, up hills, and into really cool stone buildings. This town was built into the mountain side. We spent about an hour and a half wandering around before we took the bus back down and arrived just in time for our train back to Nice. After a short nap, we met my friend Chelsey (who I saw in London) and her friends for dinner in Vieux Nice. It was Easter so the town was really empty but we had a great time. There weren't really any bars open so we went to bed after dinner.
Monday:
Left our hotel around 10:30, took the train to Cannes. We wandered up and down the beach in Cannes for a while and found a nice beach to set up at. All the nice beaches there are private so we had to pay for a chair and towels. It was really nice. The weather was perfect, about 75 and sunny! We spent a few hours laying on the beach, reading and napping. Cannes was glamorous, nice shops everywhere and gorgeous hotels. I'm sure they were all very expensive. We walked away from the beach for lunch, figuring it would be cheaper. It wasn't cheap but I'm sure it was better than it could have been. From Cannes we got back on the train and went to Antibes (closer to Nice). Antibes was gorgeous. We walked along the shore through the old ramparts. They had a beautiful area for markets and shops and harbor with amazing boats. We stopped and had a drink on the beach and just kept exploring the area. Around 5, we headed back to Nice. Vic and I went for a run on the promenade in Nice, with perfect weather. Breezy, warm, still light out, it was a great end to a great day. That night we had dinner, again in old Nice, outside. It got pretty chilly and we went to a bar afterwards. We met some other American girls who were there on vacation and hung out with them for a while. Then we stopped at a casino on our way back to our hotel, played a little bit of roulette, didn't win anything, and went to bed.
The next day, I jumped on a train to Florence and Vic went back to the States. Nice and the French Riviera was so relaxing and beautiful. It was a different pace of life than Paris. Nice was pretty touristy but I really loved Antibes. Everybody was relaxing on the beach, enjoying life. There were so many Italians in the French Riviera! I guess it was Easter weekend so a lot of people were traveling. A great start to a great spring break. I had a really fun time with Vic, we could speak French to each other and to locals. The woman at the tourists office thought we were German (any time people don't automatically know you're American, it's a compliment to your French skills, haha). Nice and surrounding areas were beautiful and relaxing.
Saturday:
Vic and I woke up at 4:30 am to make the first RER train to the airport. We had to walk to Denfert-Rocherau because the Metro wasn't running yet. We barely made the RER, an ominous sign. Everything was running smoothly, we were hitting all the necessary stops, and I was not nervous at all about having to check my bags. Until, that is, the train suddenly stopped at a stop in the suburbs. The P.A. told us that the line was being worked on and we all had to get off and take a bus. That's it. No warning before saying "This line stops at X". So 300 people scurried from the train to the bus stop at the train station, where of course, there were no buses. None. 300 people, 5:30 in the morning, middle of nowhere, no taxis, stranded. There was nothing to do but wait and say, "Well, that's France!" Finally a bus came. All 300 people ran to get on it. It was a mob! I could have jumped on but Vic was behind me and it was a mad-house so we decided to wait. Another bus came but it wasn't going to the airport and refused to take us there. Then an empty bus came and we jumped on and demanded he take us to the airport. He was going to do it to, until a man in a backpack came on to the bus and said "I'm on the phone with the director of the RER. He said a train is coming now to take us to the airport!" So we were a little skeptical of this man with the backpack, but finally obliged and got off the bus and a train came 2 seconds later. We ran to get on and it took us to the airport! Just a little detour.
I had to check bags so I got in line...a very long line. An Air France employee asked me if I had already gotten my boarding pass and I said yes. He said, "come with me, we're starting a new line" so I got to check my bags first at a different counter. I definitely would have missed my flight otherwise. I passed out for the entire plane ride from Paris to Nice. We arrived in Nice, took a bus into town, checked into our hotel, and passed out for a few hours. We had only gotten 2.5 hours of sleep the night before and had a stressful morning. When we woke up, we had lunch and made our way to the Marc Chagall Museum in Nice. The museum was incredible, a collection of his biblical paintings and stained glass windows. I really loved his colors and hidden messages throughout. I bought a book from the museum about all the paintings in the exhibit. Chagall spent a lot of time in Nice and donated many paintings to the museum. We explored the city after that, walking around Vieux Nice, getting some great gelato, just taking in the glory of the French Riviera. Place Masséna, the center of the tourist area, was beautiful. Colorful buildings, huge streets, fun performers (and some weird ones, like a guy dancing like Michael Jackson to no music). That night we had moules frites (mussels and fries) in Vieux Nice and went to bed on the early side because we were so exhausted.
Sunday:
In the morning, Vic and I visited the Museum of Modern and Contemporary Art. The building itself was really cool, with a garden on the roof that overlooked the Mediterranean. We saw some American pop art, some crazy lines on canvases (sometimes I love Contemporary Art, sometimes I just don't get it), some really cool mirrors and neon lights, etc. I liked the museum a lot. From there, we went to the train station and took the train to Eze, a small village in the Maritime Alps. Built up in the 12th century, it's main fortresses and streets are still preserved today. The train got us to the main station by the coast at 2:05. The bus from the train station to Eze Village left at 1:55. It makes no sense. So we had to call a taxi to drive us 20 minutes up to Eze Village. We shared the cab with a Russian-American who was really odd. I asked her if she was in France on vacation. She answered, "Something like that". She said she'd also been to Eze many times, which is sort of odd because it's a tiny village. Oh well, I didn't ask questions. We had amazing pizza at a restaurant hanging over a cliff and then explored the town. We wandered through tiny streets, up hills, and into really cool stone buildings. This town was built into the mountain side. We spent about an hour and a half wandering around before we took the bus back down and arrived just in time for our train back to Nice. After a short nap, we met my friend Chelsey (who I saw in London) and her friends for dinner in Vieux Nice. It was Easter so the town was really empty but we had a great time. There weren't really any bars open so we went to bed after dinner.
Monday:
Left our hotel around 10:30, took the train to Cannes. We wandered up and down the beach in Cannes for a while and found a nice beach to set up at. All the nice beaches there are private so we had to pay for a chair and towels. It was really nice. The weather was perfect, about 75 and sunny! We spent a few hours laying on the beach, reading and napping. Cannes was glamorous, nice shops everywhere and gorgeous hotels. I'm sure they were all very expensive. We walked away from the beach for lunch, figuring it would be cheaper. It wasn't cheap but I'm sure it was better than it could have been. From Cannes we got back on the train and went to Antibes (closer to Nice). Antibes was gorgeous. We walked along the shore through the old ramparts. They had a beautiful area for markets and shops and harbor with amazing boats. We stopped and had a drink on the beach and just kept exploring the area. Around 5, we headed back to Nice. Vic and I went for a run on the promenade in Nice, with perfect weather. Breezy, warm, still light out, it was a great end to a great day. That night we had dinner, again in old Nice, outside. It got pretty chilly and we went to a bar afterwards. We met some other American girls who were there on vacation and hung out with them for a while. Then we stopped at a casino on our way back to our hotel, played a little bit of roulette, didn't win anything, and went to bed.
The next day, I jumped on a train to Florence and Vic went back to the States. Nice and the French Riviera was so relaxing and beautiful. It was a different pace of life than Paris. Nice was pretty touristy but I really loved Antibes. Everybody was relaxing on the beach, enjoying life. There were so many Italians in the French Riviera! I guess it was Easter weekend so a lot of people were traveling. A great start to a great spring break. I had a really fun time with Vic, we could speak French to each other and to locals. The woman at the tourists office thought we were German (any time people don't automatically know you're American, it's a compliment to your French skills, haha). Nice and surrounding areas were beautiful and relaxing.
Monday, April 27, 2009
Paris with the Family
Now it was my turn to play host. Alana, my parents and I got to Paris Sunday night. We got our luggage and headed for the RER (suburban train to take you to the city). The RER, which is always an experience (to be elaborated on when I talk about spring break), took a long time because it just kept randomly stopping. Bienvenue à la France!
We didn't get to our hotel until late (The Mariott Rive Gauche) and had dinner at some weird chain restaurant called The Apollo that was open late on a Sunday night. When my Dad stayed at this hotel in February, we made friends with Florence, the friendly concierge. Well of course, she was there again when we arrived so my Dad had to talk with her for a while. She was nice though. After dinner, I ran back to my apartment to get some clothes and toiletries, etc. because I was going to share a room with Alana for the week. It was great to sleep in a hotel bed and have a hotel shower (that should tell you about the conditions of my apartment). We all went to bed.
Monday
I woke up for 10 am class and my family had the morning to sleep in. My mom and I made a schedule for the week on the plane from London to Paris. They were supposed to see Notre Dame and then meet me there. Well, I hadn't accounted for the sudden influx of tourists to the city. I guess April is the start of the long, swarming tourist season. I usually walk by Notre Dame to go to class and I can pop in for ten minutes and then keep going. Now, there is a 2 hour line to get in! So they didn't go inside, that's oK. I met them after class and we went to a restaurant called "Entrecôte". It's a classic - highly recommended if you go to Paris. We sat outside, with gorgeousss weather, and ate our steak-frites with delicious sauce while drinking the house wine. Finally, good food again! The parents loved it, Alana too. We made a quick stop at La Durée afterwards, a famous macaroon shop. These aren't your passover macaroons, mind you. These are gourmet, NOT kosher, delicious macaroon cookies, called macaroons because of the paste in the middle that I guess has something to do with macaroons. We got a bunch of different flavors and figured we'd eat them by the Eiffel Tower. From there, we went to the Champs Elysée, walked down that for about 10 minutes (I find it kind of trashy and way too crowded) and went to the Arc de Triomphe. We bought tickets for the top and climbed the steep stairs to the museum. It's actually a pretty cool musuem about the history of the Arc and other Arcs around the world. It's one of the largest war momuments in France. I heard a story that some drunk soccer fans once desecrated the Arc and were deported from France! Then we went out on the top for an unbelievable view of Paris. We took lots of pictures and found all of the major landmarks. It was really cool up there! We went back down and went to the Trocadero from there. The Trocadero is this square across the river from the Eiffel Tower with the most amazing views of the tower, cool people hanging out, singing and doing roller blade tricks, and a beautiful fountain and pool. We sat on the grass there for a while, in the beautiful 70 degree weather, eating our macaroons and enjoying the view. After relaxing for a while, we bought some tickets for a boat cruise. It didn't leave for another 40 minutes so we walked around the Eiffel Tower some more, going underneath in and taking some pictures (of course). Our boat cruise on the Seine was amazing. There are so many amazing bridges on the river and you will never see the intricacies like you will from a boat. It was really relaxing and I actually learned a lot about Paris. After our boat cruise, and our long day of tourism (my Dad said to me, "who taught you how to travel like this?? It's exhausting" to which I replied, "There's way to much of Paris to see in 4 days!") we went to dinner in Butte aux Cailles. It's an area in the 13th and there's supposed to be a really fun restaurant there that I wanted to take my family to. They didn't accept credit cards though so we found another restaurant that was pretty good. Chez Paul was the name, in the 13th. After dinner, we went back to my apartment so I could show it to my parents. There wasn't much to show, so we went back to the hotel after that and I attempted to do some homework. Then bed.
Tuesday
Me - Class 10 - 12. Family - Musée d'Orsay. I told them not to go on Tuesday (Don't go to the Musée d'Orsay on Tuesday - the Louvre is closed on Tuesday so EVERYONE goes to the d'Orsay instead) but they didn't listen and it was packed! It's ok, I did my homework at CEA while waiting for them. We met in the Marais and went to lunch at Chez Marianne in the Jewish Quarter. It was delicious, plates full of different mediterranean delicacies. We then bought some macaroons from a Jewish Bakery around the corner. They were delicious and the place was packed with people shopping before Passover. We bought some for ourselves and some for our seder the next night. After that, my Dad and I met with the director of CEA to talk about some insurance issues if I wanted to get an internship over the summer in France. It was a great conversation and I think we figured out a game plan to keep me in France for the summer. I'll keep you posted. I went back after that to relax a little bit at the hotel while the family went to the Musée d'Art et Histoire du Judaisme. I had been there a few weeks before so I went back. I think they really liked it but its hard if you aren't very proficient in French. Dinner that night was really fun. We met our family friend Hillary August at a place called Le Louchebem in the 1st. It is an old steak house. My food was great! My mom didn't love her boeuf tartare - it's a huge slab of raw, ground up steak. Service wasn't so good and our meal took forever! But it was fun. The Metro ride home took us through Chatelet, probably the biggest and sleaziest Metro stop in Paris. My family did not like being there. There were sketchy people everywhere and the RER took a while to get there. And it smelled. Chatelet is the worst. We got home late and went to sleep.
Wednesday
Me: Class 10 - 2. Parents: Versailles. After my class, I met my friend Eric Victorson (we call him Vic). Vic was visiting me from New York for his spring break from Law School and we were traveling to Nice for the beginning of my spring break. He met me and the hotel and we went out to lunch at Alouette, this great, classic French restaurant near my apartment. We wandered around for a while and then met my family back at the hotel. We had to get dressed and meet Francois Denavit, our host for the first night of seder, at 6 pm on the Champs Elysée. I had emailed the French American Congregation in Paris a few weeks ago to see if they could set us up with a family for seder. They found us a family in Fourqeaux, a suburb of Paris. It was a Jewish American woman who married a French man. Their kids grew up learning French and English and went to an American school. We took the RER A, which is 300 times nicer than the RER B (presumably because it goes to the ritzier suburbs) and got picked up by Gillian (the American woman) and driven to their charming house in Fourqueax. We had a wonderful seder with them, my Dad leading because Gillian wasn't exactly sure how to lead the seder. The food was great and it was really fun having a seder in France, even if we unwittingly broke it before it even began. Our first cup of wine was champagne, which has yeast in it. Nobody thought about that until our way home! We had a great time though and got home pretty late. Vic stayed at my apartment and I stayed at the hotel with Alana.
Thursday:
Me: Class 10 - 2. Family: Louvre, Jardin de Tuileries. After class, I finally had some ice cream! (I'd been craving it since London and hadn't gotten a chance to eat it). Then I met my parents at the Centre Pompidou (museum of Modern and Contemporary Art) and we saw two great exhibits. The first was on Kandinsky, the Russian artist, and it was unbelievable. It was packed because it had just opened the day before. Next we saw the Alexander Calder exhibit which we loved. There were all there wire portraits of people from the '20s and his famous "Circus" which was a moving, continuous scene of a circus. Calder was really really great. We spent so much time there that we didn't even make it to the permenant exhibit...oh well, they'll have to come back to Paris! We went from there to Rue Moufftard so my parents could do some shopping and see my local market. My roommate Justin met us for a beer and Vic did too. I had to run back to the hotel so I could register for classes for the Fall at Michigan. 45 minutes later, everyone else came to the hotel and we went to a friend of my Dad's, Jack Siler's, house. He lived in a really cool house in the 14th and we had drinks there on his patio. Then we went to a very fun restaurant in the 14th that Jack used to go to when he was younger. I am completely blanking on the name but I had great lamb curry and it was a fun atmosphere. Again, another late dinner, another night right to bed. My parents and sister were leaving the next morning.
Friday:
Morning, family left for the airport/states. I had class 10 - 12. I'm glad I went because we actually did a lot and got a lot of homework! After class, I went back to the hotel and picked up all my stuff to bring back to my aparment. Goodbye comfy bed and nice shower! Vic and I went to lunch at a cafe near my house that was great. I had a delicious omelette...they have great omelettes in France. I got a haircut after that and Vic and I packed for our trip to Nice the next day. We then walked around the Ile de la Cité and the Ile St. Louis (the two islands on the Seine) before going to Vic's friends house for dinner. He was friends with a girl from law school who lives in Paris and she invited us for Shabbat dinner at her house. We took the Metro to the suburbs and then a bus to her house. Her parents didn't speak English so Vic and I spoke French the whole night. It was really fun but tiring. We had great food (kosher for passover) and it was really fun talking with this French family. They asked us to do an American's version of a French accent so I spoke English with a "french" accent and they spoke French with an "American" accent. It was hilarious. I heard some funny but not exactly PC french jokes. We didn't end up getting home until 2 am!
Next post: SPRING BREAK!
We didn't get to our hotel until late (The Mariott Rive Gauche) and had dinner at some weird chain restaurant called The Apollo that was open late on a Sunday night. When my Dad stayed at this hotel in February, we made friends with Florence, the friendly concierge. Well of course, she was there again when we arrived so my Dad had to talk with her for a while. She was nice though. After dinner, I ran back to my apartment to get some clothes and toiletries, etc. because I was going to share a room with Alana for the week. It was great to sleep in a hotel bed and have a hotel shower (that should tell you about the conditions of my apartment). We all went to bed.
Monday
I woke up for 10 am class and my family had the morning to sleep in. My mom and I made a schedule for the week on the plane from London to Paris. They were supposed to see Notre Dame and then meet me there. Well, I hadn't accounted for the sudden influx of tourists to the city. I guess April is the start of the long, swarming tourist season. I usually walk by Notre Dame to go to class and I can pop in for ten minutes and then keep going. Now, there is a 2 hour line to get in! So they didn't go inside, that's oK. I met them after class and we went to a restaurant called "Entrecôte". It's a classic - highly recommended if you go to Paris. We sat outside, with gorgeousss weather, and ate our steak-frites with delicious sauce while drinking the house wine. Finally, good food again! The parents loved it, Alana too. We made a quick stop at La Durée afterwards, a famous macaroon shop. These aren't your passover macaroons, mind you. These are gourmet, NOT kosher, delicious macaroon cookies, called macaroons because of the paste in the middle that I guess has something to do with macaroons. We got a bunch of different flavors and figured we'd eat them by the Eiffel Tower. From there, we went to the Champs Elysée, walked down that for about 10 minutes (I find it kind of trashy and way too crowded) and went to the Arc de Triomphe. We bought tickets for the top and climbed the steep stairs to the museum. It's actually a pretty cool musuem about the history of the Arc and other Arcs around the world. It's one of the largest war momuments in France. I heard a story that some drunk soccer fans once desecrated the Arc and were deported from France! Then we went out on the top for an unbelievable view of Paris. We took lots of pictures and found all of the major landmarks. It was really cool up there! We went back down and went to the Trocadero from there. The Trocadero is this square across the river from the Eiffel Tower with the most amazing views of the tower, cool people hanging out, singing and doing roller blade tricks, and a beautiful fountain and pool. We sat on the grass there for a while, in the beautiful 70 degree weather, eating our macaroons and enjoying the view. After relaxing for a while, we bought some tickets for a boat cruise. It didn't leave for another 40 minutes so we walked around the Eiffel Tower some more, going underneath in and taking some pictures (of course). Our boat cruise on the Seine was amazing. There are so many amazing bridges on the river and you will never see the intricacies like you will from a boat. It was really relaxing and I actually learned a lot about Paris. After our boat cruise, and our long day of tourism (my Dad said to me, "who taught you how to travel like this?? It's exhausting" to which I replied, "There's way to much of Paris to see in 4 days!") we went to dinner in Butte aux Cailles. It's an area in the 13th and there's supposed to be a really fun restaurant there that I wanted to take my family to. They didn't accept credit cards though so we found another restaurant that was pretty good. Chez Paul was the name, in the 13th. After dinner, we went back to my apartment so I could show it to my parents. There wasn't much to show, so we went back to the hotel after that and I attempted to do some homework. Then bed.
Tuesday
Me - Class 10 - 12. Family - Musée d'Orsay. I told them not to go on Tuesday (Don't go to the Musée d'Orsay on Tuesday - the Louvre is closed on Tuesday so EVERYONE goes to the d'Orsay instead) but they didn't listen and it was packed! It's ok, I did my homework at CEA while waiting for them. We met in the Marais and went to lunch at Chez Marianne in the Jewish Quarter. It was delicious, plates full of different mediterranean delicacies. We then bought some macaroons from a Jewish Bakery around the corner. They were delicious and the place was packed with people shopping before Passover. We bought some for ourselves and some for our seder the next night. After that, my Dad and I met with the director of CEA to talk about some insurance issues if I wanted to get an internship over the summer in France. It was a great conversation and I think we figured out a game plan to keep me in France for the summer. I'll keep you posted. I went back after that to relax a little bit at the hotel while the family went to the Musée d'Art et Histoire du Judaisme. I had been there a few weeks before so I went back. I think they really liked it but its hard if you aren't very proficient in French. Dinner that night was really fun. We met our family friend Hillary August at a place called Le Louchebem in the 1st. It is an old steak house. My food was great! My mom didn't love her boeuf tartare - it's a huge slab of raw, ground up steak. Service wasn't so good and our meal took forever! But it was fun. The Metro ride home took us through Chatelet, probably the biggest and sleaziest Metro stop in Paris. My family did not like being there. There were sketchy people everywhere and the RER took a while to get there. And it smelled. Chatelet is the worst. We got home late and went to sleep.
Wednesday
Me: Class 10 - 2. Parents: Versailles. After my class, I met my friend Eric Victorson (we call him Vic). Vic was visiting me from New York for his spring break from Law School and we were traveling to Nice for the beginning of my spring break. He met me and the hotel and we went out to lunch at Alouette, this great, classic French restaurant near my apartment. We wandered around for a while and then met my family back at the hotel. We had to get dressed and meet Francois Denavit, our host for the first night of seder, at 6 pm on the Champs Elysée. I had emailed the French American Congregation in Paris a few weeks ago to see if they could set us up with a family for seder. They found us a family in Fourqeaux, a suburb of Paris. It was a Jewish American woman who married a French man. Their kids grew up learning French and English and went to an American school. We took the RER A, which is 300 times nicer than the RER B (presumably because it goes to the ritzier suburbs) and got picked up by Gillian (the American woman) and driven to their charming house in Fourqueax. We had a wonderful seder with them, my Dad leading because Gillian wasn't exactly sure how to lead the seder. The food was great and it was really fun having a seder in France, even if we unwittingly broke it before it even began. Our first cup of wine was champagne, which has yeast in it. Nobody thought about that until our way home! We had a great time though and got home pretty late. Vic stayed at my apartment and I stayed at the hotel with Alana.
Thursday:
Me: Class 10 - 2. Family: Louvre, Jardin de Tuileries. After class, I finally had some ice cream! (I'd been craving it since London and hadn't gotten a chance to eat it). Then I met my parents at the Centre Pompidou (museum of Modern and Contemporary Art) and we saw two great exhibits. The first was on Kandinsky, the Russian artist, and it was unbelievable. It was packed because it had just opened the day before. Next we saw the Alexander Calder exhibit which we loved. There were all there wire portraits of people from the '20s and his famous "Circus" which was a moving, continuous scene of a circus. Calder was really really great. We spent so much time there that we didn't even make it to the permenant exhibit...oh well, they'll have to come back to Paris! We went from there to Rue Moufftard so my parents could do some shopping and see my local market. My roommate Justin met us for a beer and Vic did too. I had to run back to the hotel so I could register for classes for the Fall at Michigan. 45 minutes later, everyone else came to the hotel and we went to a friend of my Dad's, Jack Siler's, house. He lived in a really cool house in the 14th and we had drinks there on his patio. Then we went to a very fun restaurant in the 14th that Jack used to go to when he was younger. I am completely blanking on the name but I had great lamb curry and it was a fun atmosphere. Again, another late dinner, another night right to bed. My parents and sister were leaving the next morning.
Friday:
Morning, family left for the airport/states. I had class 10 - 12. I'm glad I went because we actually did a lot and got a lot of homework! After class, I went back to the hotel and picked up all my stuff to bring back to my aparment. Goodbye comfy bed and nice shower! Vic and I went to lunch at a cafe near my house that was great. I had a delicious omelette...they have great omelettes in France. I got a haircut after that and Vic and I packed for our trip to Nice the next day. We then walked around the Ile de la Cité and the Ile St. Louis (the two islands on the Seine) before going to Vic's friends house for dinner. He was friends with a girl from law school who lives in Paris and she invited us for Shabbat dinner at her house. We took the Metro to the suburbs and then a bus to her house. Her parents didn't speak English so Vic and I spoke French the whole night. It was really fun but tiring. We had great food (kosher for passover) and it was really fun talking with this French family. They asked us to do an American's version of a French accent so I spoke English with a "french" accent and they spoke French with an "American" accent. It was hilarious. I heard some funny but not exactly PC french jokes. We didn't end up getting home until 2 am!
Next post: SPRING BREAK!
Sunday, April 19, 2009
London
April - my most adventurous month. Lots of travel, visitors, etc.
My first trip was to London. I left Thursday after class, taking the Eurostar through the Chunnel! I was surprised by how time we were above land - I always just figured we'd be underground the whole time when it was really only about 20 minutes. I sat next to a 24 year old French guy named Cedric. We talked the whole train ride, switching off between French and English. He works for the French Federation of Poker - a really sweet job. Then we were headed in the same direction so we shared a cab from the train station. The cabs in London were so cool! Like mini limos, spacious and nice. I checked into my hotel (Thursday night I was staying with my friends who were also visiting London) and met my friends Tanya and Bela for drinks. They both go to Michigan but are studying in London at UCL. It was really fun seeing them and hearing about their abroad experience. Then my friend from high school Chelsey met up with us (also studying in London) and the four of us went to dinner - Indian food. I have definately learned to love Indian food in the past year or so. It was very good. Then we went to this big bar in the center of London called O'Neils which was really fun - live music, 4 stories, a great time. By the time I got back to the hotel, my friend Marc and 2 of his roommates had finally gotten into London from Florence and we went to bed when they got there.
My family arrived in London at about 7:30 am Friday morning. Sarah had surprised my mom and sister and came to London for the weekend! She couldn't stay the whole trip because she had school but was able to come for the London weekend. So the whole Miller family was reunited! Friday morning I woke up and walked to where my family was staying - the Shane's apartment! My dad's first cousin Dan and his wife live in London (Chelsea area) so we stayed with them. Luckily it was only 10 minutes from my hotel. My sisters were sleeping after the long flight with the odd time change. It was great to see Dan and Deb. They had an unbelievable view from their apartment and some cool neighbors: Ringo Starr and a former lady-in-waiting for the Queen. We had some unbelievable Lebanese food for lunch - carry in. It was nice to be in a real apartment for once. After my family awoke from their slumbers, we finally started to explore London. On Friday we saw Westminster Abbey (so much cooler than I ever thought it would be), took a ride on the London Eye, ate some bland British food, and got to ride the Tube (which I call the Metro for Midgets - the walls curve in so you feel like you're going to hit the ceiling). I was not a huge fan of the fish and chips, peas, and potatoes. They were OK. I was also still sick and couldn't really taste anything. We also tried to take pictures next to the Guards at some official building. They told us not to come too close to them. They probably hate tourists. That evening, we all went on a 'Jack the Ripper' tour of London which was very cool. Our guide was so strange but knew a boat-load about Jack the Ripper. We went to the sites of his murders, learned about the rivalries between the actual town of London (which officially is a really small area in the center) and its neighbors (i.e. Chelsea), and saw where the Prostitutes that "Jack" murdered hung out. It was a very entertaining 2-hour tour and the city was really cool. Everyone was exhausted so we went to bed pretty early that night.
Saturday in London. Woke up slowly and didn't get out until a little later than planned. I had hot-cross buns though! I didn't know they actually existed! We walked through Green Park which was gorgeous. London has some really great gardens, huge gardens! The weather was perfect and we stumbled upon the Changing of the Guard at Buckingham Palace. We watched for 5 minutes and then left. It was pretty cool, pretty crowded, but definitely not worth watching the entire 2 hour ceremony. I guess we walked in an area that we weren't supposed to and a British police officer on a horse asked us to move, very politely, and explained to us why he had to ask us to move. It was very British. I saw so many cool cars in London. Everywhere you looked were Porches, Maseratis, Range Rovers, and Bentleys. I don't know how they have that much money but the town was literally infested with luxury vehicles. We then went to the War Rooms, where Churchill and his War Cabinet lived during WWII when London was under siege from the Germans. It happened to be the 25th Anniversery of the opening of the museum and it was basically free! We did the audio tour and it was really cool and interesting. Churchill is someone I really didn't know much about but he's a very interesting political figure. After the War Rooms, we had lunch at an English Pub. It was funny because my Dad told us at lunch, "I'm not going to eat that much at lunch because we're having dinner soon", which translates into "You shouldn't eat that much because you're going to have dinner soon." It was very fun to be back with my entire family again. I know we walked through Picadilly Circus at some point, but I can't remember when.
Next stop was London Bridge, which was actually Tower Bridge. Deb was walking us to what she thought was London Bridge and was very confused by the map because the streets weren't matching up. I had heard that Tower Bridge is the really cool one that everybody thinks is London Bridge so I told her that and finally we all realized that we were going to Tower Bridge and London Bridge was the one next to it. Tower Bridge was great though, really cool and imposing. The weather was just amazing in London and the city was really clean and fun to see. I had no expectations for London and I was very pleasently surprised (except for the British food - they have great ethnic food (Indian, Italian, Meditteranean, anything but British). We walked across the Bridge to the Tower of London. Wow. Definitely my favorite place in London. It's huge! In the middle of a bustling metropolis, very old, and gorgeous. We only had about an hour before we had to go back and get ready for dinner so it was a rushed visit. We started walking around and then my father saw that some people had audio guides. He insisted that we go get some, even though we just wanted to walk around. Ok, fine, we got some audio guides. Then, nobody could figure out how they worked except for me. My mom was very confused. So I was the only one who could really listen to the audioguide. The English were really into torture and they imprisoned and tortured a ton of people throughout their history. The grounds of this fortress were beautiful and the old towers and castles were really interesting to see. Then we saw the Queen Jewels. They had an exhibit that displays all of the materials used in the coronation process in England. The scepters, the crowns, the capes, everything. They were all amazing, very shiny and huuuuge diamonds and rubies, etc. They also had video footage of Queen Elizabeth's coronation in the '50s. Very cool.
Ok, we were running late and something was wrong with the Tube that weekend. Thoughts on the Tube: Very clean, nice British people telling you to "Mind the Gap", Really far underground, pretty efficient, good customer service. But, WHY WOULD YOU SHUT DOWN HALF OF THE SYSTEM ON A WEEKEND! It was impossible to get around the city because they closed down so many lines! We took some sweet London cabs back to the Shane's apartment and changed for dinner. My friend Marc, who was visiting London at the same time, came to dinner with us. We were celebrating my parents 25th anniversary and we went to a fun Italian restaurant. The food was excellent and we had a really fun meal. It was great that my sister Sarah came out to London for the weekend and we could have the entire family together. That night, I went to a pub with Sarah, Marc, my friend Chelsey and some other people. It was NCAA basketball time and we watched part of the Michigan State - UConn game. It was a pretty calm night and we got back around 2. Sarah and I tried to get back into the apartment (after getting the key from the doorman) but could not open the door for the life of us. We hadn't dranken very much but after 5 minutes of trying to open the door, Alana came to the door from inside. Ok, good, she could open it for us. But no, she couldn't. From the inside of the apartent, she couldn't open the door! She was trapped inside, Sarah and I were trapped outside! She woke up my mom, she couldn't open the door either! Then they got my Dad. He couldn't either! We were all just cracking up. After about 15 minutes of standing in the hallway trying to get into the apartment, we finally got the door opened and went to bed. A fun night.
Sunday Morning - We had breakfast, walked through another really great park, and wandered around a cool Market for a while (of which I forget the name). We had lunch at another English Pub that was fine and watched some 'illusionist' perform for about 200 people from the restaurant's balcony. He was pretty funny. On our way back, we went to a department store in London called Fortnum & Mason, which can only be described as a mecca of fine things. They sold tea, gourmet chocolate and groceries, monogrammed flasks, hunting paraphenalia for a gentleman's office. It was fun to walk around in. Now it was time to head to the airport. We went back to the apartment, finished packing, and took a car to the airport. Sarah was dropped off at a different terminal than us to go back to the States and we went to the British Airways terminal for our flight to Paris.
London was so much fun. We did touristy stuff but it was more about just hanging out with the Shanes and my family. I had a great time and I'll definitely have to go back to London sometime soon.
My first trip was to London. I left Thursday after class, taking the Eurostar through the Chunnel! I was surprised by how time we were above land - I always just figured we'd be underground the whole time when it was really only about 20 minutes. I sat next to a 24 year old French guy named Cedric. We talked the whole train ride, switching off between French and English. He works for the French Federation of Poker - a really sweet job. Then we were headed in the same direction so we shared a cab from the train station. The cabs in London were so cool! Like mini limos, spacious and nice. I checked into my hotel (Thursday night I was staying with my friends who were also visiting London) and met my friends Tanya and Bela for drinks. They both go to Michigan but are studying in London at UCL. It was really fun seeing them and hearing about their abroad experience. Then my friend from high school Chelsey met up with us (also studying in London) and the four of us went to dinner - Indian food. I have definately learned to love Indian food in the past year or so. It was very good. Then we went to this big bar in the center of London called O'Neils which was really fun - live music, 4 stories, a great time. By the time I got back to the hotel, my friend Marc and 2 of his roommates had finally gotten into London from Florence and we went to bed when they got there.
My family arrived in London at about 7:30 am Friday morning. Sarah had surprised my mom and sister and came to London for the weekend! She couldn't stay the whole trip because she had school but was able to come for the London weekend. So the whole Miller family was reunited! Friday morning I woke up and walked to where my family was staying - the Shane's apartment! My dad's first cousin Dan and his wife live in London (Chelsea area) so we stayed with them. Luckily it was only 10 minutes from my hotel. My sisters were sleeping after the long flight with the odd time change. It was great to see Dan and Deb. They had an unbelievable view from their apartment and some cool neighbors: Ringo Starr and a former lady-in-waiting for the Queen. We had some unbelievable Lebanese food for lunch - carry in. It was nice to be in a real apartment for once. After my family awoke from their slumbers, we finally started to explore London. On Friday we saw Westminster Abbey (so much cooler than I ever thought it would be), took a ride on the London Eye, ate some bland British food, and got to ride the Tube (which I call the Metro for Midgets - the walls curve in so you feel like you're going to hit the ceiling). I was not a huge fan of the fish and chips, peas, and potatoes. They were OK. I was also still sick and couldn't really taste anything. We also tried to take pictures next to the Guards at some official building. They told us not to come too close to them. They probably hate tourists. That evening, we all went on a 'Jack the Ripper' tour of London which was very cool. Our guide was so strange but knew a boat-load about Jack the Ripper. We went to the sites of his murders, learned about the rivalries between the actual town of London (which officially is a really small area in the center) and its neighbors (i.e. Chelsea), and saw where the Prostitutes that "Jack" murdered hung out. It was a very entertaining 2-hour tour and the city was really cool. Everyone was exhausted so we went to bed pretty early that night.
Saturday in London. Woke up slowly and didn't get out until a little later than planned. I had hot-cross buns though! I didn't know they actually existed! We walked through Green Park which was gorgeous. London has some really great gardens, huge gardens! The weather was perfect and we stumbled upon the Changing of the Guard at Buckingham Palace. We watched for 5 minutes and then left. It was pretty cool, pretty crowded, but definitely not worth watching the entire 2 hour ceremony. I guess we walked in an area that we weren't supposed to and a British police officer on a horse asked us to move, very politely, and explained to us why he had to ask us to move. It was very British. I saw so many cool cars in London. Everywhere you looked were Porches, Maseratis, Range Rovers, and Bentleys. I don't know how they have that much money but the town was literally infested with luxury vehicles. We then went to the War Rooms, where Churchill and his War Cabinet lived during WWII when London was under siege from the Germans. It happened to be the 25th Anniversery of the opening of the museum and it was basically free! We did the audio tour and it was really cool and interesting. Churchill is someone I really didn't know much about but he's a very interesting political figure. After the War Rooms, we had lunch at an English Pub. It was funny because my Dad told us at lunch, "I'm not going to eat that much at lunch because we're having dinner soon", which translates into "You shouldn't eat that much because you're going to have dinner soon." It was very fun to be back with my entire family again. I know we walked through Picadilly Circus at some point, but I can't remember when.
Next stop was London Bridge, which was actually Tower Bridge. Deb was walking us to what she thought was London Bridge and was very confused by the map because the streets weren't matching up. I had heard that Tower Bridge is the really cool one that everybody thinks is London Bridge so I told her that and finally we all realized that we were going to Tower Bridge and London Bridge was the one next to it. Tower Bridge was great though, really cool and imposing. The weather was just amazing in London and the city was really clean and fun to see. I had no expectations for London and I was very pleasently surprised (except for the British food - they have great ethnic food (Indian, Italian, Meditteranean, anything but British). We walked across the Bridge to the Tower of London. Wow. Definitely my favorite place in London. It's huge! In the middle of a bustling metropolis, very old, and gorgeous. We only had about an hour before we had to go back and get ready for dinner so it was a rushed visit. We started walking around and then my father saw that some people had audio guides. He insisted that we go get some, even though we just wanted to walk around. Ok, fine, we got some audio guides. Then, nobody could figure out how they worked except for me. My mom was very confused. So I was the only one who could really listen to the audioguide. The English were really into torture and they imprisoned and tortured a ton of people throughout their history. The grounds of this fortress were beautiful and the old towers and castles were really interesting to see. Then we saw the Queen Jewels. They had an exhibit that displays all of the materials used in the coronation process in England. The scepters, the crowns, the capes, everything. They were all amazing, very shiny and huuuuge diamonds and rubies, etc. They also had video footage of Queen Elizabeth's coronation in the '50s. Very cool.
Ok, we were running late and something was wrong with the Tube that weekend. Thoughts on the Tube: Very clean, nice British people telling you to "Mind the Gap", Really far underground, pretty efficient, good customer service. But, WHY WOULD YOU SHUT DOWN HALF OF THE SYSTEM ON A WEEKEND! It was impossible to get around the city because they closed down so many lines! We took some sweet London cabs back to the Shane's apartment and changed for dinner. My friend Marc, who was visiting London at the same time, came to dinner with us. We were celebrating my parents 25th anniversary and we went to a fun Italian restaurant. The food was excellent and we had a really fun meal. It was great that my sister Sarah came out to London for the weekend and we could have the entire family together. That night, I went to a pub with Sarah, Marc, my friend Chelsey and some other people. It was NCAA basketball time and we watched part of the Michigan State - UConn game. It was a pretty calm night and we got back around 2. Sarah and I tried to get back into the apartment (after getting the key from the doorman) but could not open the door for the life of us. We hadn't dranken very much but after 5 minutes of trying to open the door, Alana came to the door from inside. Ok, good, she could open it for us. But no, she couldn't. From the inside of the apartent, she couldn't open the door! She was trapped inside, Sarah and I were trapped outside! She woke up my mom, she couldn't open the door either! Then they got my Dad. He couldn't either! We were all just cracking up. After about 15 minutes of standing in the hallway trying to get into the apartment, we finally got the door opened and went to bed. A fun night.
Sunday Morning - We had breakfast, walked through another really great park, and wandered around a cool Market for a while (of which I forget the name). We had lunch at another English Pub that was fine and watched some 'illusionist' perform for about 200 people from the restaurant's balcony. He was pretty funny. On our way back, we went to a department store in London called Fortnum & Mason, which can only be described as a mecca of fine things. They sold tea, gourmet chocolate and groceries, monogrammed flasks, hunting paraphenalia for a gentleman's office. It was fun to walk around in. Now it was time to head to the airport. We went back to the apartment, finished packing, and took a car to the airport. Sarah was dropped off at a different terminal than us to go back to the States and we went to the British Airways terminal for our flight to Paris.
London was so much fun. We did touristy stuff but it was more about just hanging out with the Shanes and my family. I had a great time and I'll definitely have to go back to London sometime soon.
short week in Paris
After my Strasbourg trip, I was definitely still under the weather. I was coughing and stuffy, but I really wanted to rest up for my parents visit to Europe that weekend. I did some research on classes for my next semester at Michigan. Monday I just completely relaxed. After class Tuesday, I went to CEA to take care of some housekeeping stuff and I went shopping at the BHV after. I found a button down, a t shirt and a sweater - all on sale. The French dept.stores are huge and intimidating but it was fun to walk around in there for a while. After I got home, I met up with my friends on the lawn in front of the Eiffel Tower. It was a gorgeous day and we sat, drank wine, ate foie gras and bread and cheese, and basked in the glory of Paris. We watched a pickup soccer game too and one of my friends who plays on college joined in. He borrowed my gym shoes and had a tough time sliding around on the grass. Tuesday night, I went out to dinner with my roommate Justin, his mom, and his sister. They were staying at a great rented apartment about ten minutes from our place. I was still sick so I went to bed early that night. Wednesday, april fool's day. In france, its called le poisson d'avril (april fish) and the little kids go around secretly putting fish stickers on peoples backs. I had class until 2, then went back and did Laundry and homework. That night, I went to dinner with 3 of my girl friends. We went to a really cool restaurant at Pont Neuf but I was a little disappointed with my food. One of the first times I didn't love it! We hung out at my apt for a while after that, and I packed and left for London the next day! I'll write abiout London in the next post
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Strasbourg Trip
CEA trip to strasbourg. saturday and Sunday March 27 & 28. Wake up: 06:30. Our train left from Paris at 8:10 am. I was much more prepared this time and made it to the station in plenty of time. we took the tgv (high-speed train) which was great. I played cards the whole way down with some of my friends. We got to Strasbourg, all 50 of us on the trip, and dropped our stuff off at our really nice hostel. I think it was made for big groups of students and it was perfect for what we needed. I was in a room with 3 of my friends from Colgate. We had lunch at some dinky sandwich shop because we didn't have much time. Then we met at the cathedral for a tour. Our tour guide, Pierre-Jean, was this funny older french man who has been taking CEA kids to Strasbourg for years. The Cathedral was great. They had this really old astronomical clock that was so intricate and cool. I'll post some pictures when I get back to Paris. After the Cathedral, we did a boat tour of Strasbourg. It was pretty fun but it was so hot and the audioguide was so soothing and we all fell asleep. But I did see the European Parliment buildings, lots of bridges, churches, cool architecture. Strasbourg has gone back and forth between the Germans and the French for centuries so it was a really cool mix of French and German architecture. After the boat tour, we had free time to wander around. There was a guy in a square who had long tables surrounding him. There were about 20 chess boards all along the tables and this man was going around playing whoever wanted to play (for free) all at the same time. He would just walk around in a square and move pieces and he always won! 2 of my friends played, and lost. Our whole group met for dinner (paid for by cea) at some huge restaurant in Strasbourg. It was a really fun meal. Chicken and Spaetzl. Spaetzl is amazing, sort of like a potatoe pasta. Dinner was festive and we all went to a bar afterwards for the rest of the night. Strasbourg was pretty sleepy but very fun.
Germany:
We woke up the next morning, had a quick breakfast at the hostel, and drove to Germany on a bus. My cold was in full force so I brought lots of tissues. We drove about 2 hours up to the mountains and Lake Titisee. It was this gorgeous alpine lake, snow all around, in the Black Forest. The Black Forest was so cool - fog everywhere, gorgeous trees, very mysterious. It was pretty chilly up there. We walked around the town for a little and had lunch there - a perfect German lunch. I really wanted sausage and sauerkraut the whole trip and finally got it at Lake Titisee. They had this quasi-grocery store where for 5€, you could get a huge sausage, sauerkraut, spaetzl and potatoes, and sour cream. It was amazing - exactly what I wanted. i couldn't even finish it! I bought some chocolate, dry sausage, and postcards (that I haven't sent yet - woops) and then we left.
The bus took us to Friedburg, Germany next - we got a tour of the city center, cathedral, bell tower, had some apple streudel, and left. It was an odd place to visit - kind of like if they took us to Naperville, IL.
Our last stop was a winery in Alsace, back in France. It was pretty cool that you can just drive over the border without being stopped or anything! Nobody looked at my passport once. I forget the name of the winery (I have it at my apt) but it was a oretty good tour. The wine wasn't great though - ok sparkling wine, baadd reisling and really bad guerstrowimer (that is spelled REALLY wrong) I didn't buy any but it was cool to actually see the vineyards in this tiny town. We went back to Strasbourg, found cheap quick dinners for the train, and then took the train back to Paris. I passed out that night, still sick and exhausted from all the traveling and running around.
Germany:
We woke up the next morning, had a quick breakfast at the hostel, and drove to Germany on a bus. My cold was in full force so I brought lots of tissues. We drove about 2 hours up to the mountains and Lake Titisee. It was this gorgeous alpine lake, snow all around, in the Black Forest. The Black Forest was so cool - fog everywhere, gorgeous trees, very mysterious. It was pretty chilly up there. We walked around the town for a little and had lunch there - a perfect German lunch. I really wanted sausage and sauerkraut the whole trip and finally got it at Lake Titisee. They had this quasi-grocery store where for 5€, you could get a huge sausage, sauerkraut, spaetzl and potatoes, and sour cream. It was amazing - exactly what I wanted. i couldn't even finish it! I bought some chocolate, dry sausage, and postcards (that I haven't sent yet - woops) and then we left.
The bus took us to Friedburg, Germany next - we got a tour of the city center, cathedral, bell tower, had some apple streudel, and left. It was an odd place to visit - kind of like if they took us to Naperville, IL.
Our last stop was a winery in Alsace, back in France. It was pretty cool that you can just drive over the border without being stopped or anything! Nobody looked at my passport once. I forget the name of the winery (I have it at my apt) but it was a oretty good tour. The wine wasn't great though - ok sparkling wine, baadd reisling and really bad guerstrowimer (that is spelled REALLY wrong) I didn't buy any but it was cool to actually see the vineyards in this tiny town. We went back to Strasbourg, found cheap quick dinners for the train, and then took the train back to Paris. I passed out that night, still sick and exhausted from all the traveling and running around.
missing links
Sorry for the long absence. Things got very hectic around here and i've been putting off the blog. I'm writing from the train on my way from Nice to Florence; so I apologize for any spelling or format errors
Let's see, I think I left off on March 23. My roomates friends were in town that week. I know I started to feel a little sick (a sore throat and cough) so I stayed in a few nights that week.
Sunday - great day. I went to the Andy Warhol exhibit at the Grand Palais with justin and his friends. It was the first time anyone had put together an exhibit on just his portraits. It was so interesting - I learned a lot about him and the pop art movement in the 70s and 80s. We spent hours in the exhibit and went home, ordered pizza, and watched a movie called "Factory Girl" about Warhol and the lifestyle of him anf his friends. It was a Warhol-filled day, but I loved it.
On Wednesday, I hung out in a café for a few hours doing homework and making a powerpoint for my french class (more on that below)
On Thursday, we went to a club called Neo where we were a group of 15 and there were only about 60 people in the whole place. But it was so much fun because a bunch of famous djs were there and it was like we had a private concert. Earlier that night I went to "Casino Night" at CEA (my program). We played fake 'roulette' and blackjack with French students. I spoke a lot of French and it was pretty funny. Not many people showed up (at least CEA students) and the staff was really appreciative that me and some of my friends came. I met some other people at an italian restaurant afterwards that was delicious. Its right near my apartment too. So thursday night was really fun.
Friday: my Foie Gras presentation!
Background: in my French class, each student has to give an oral presentation about anything that relates to France: a tourist site, an artist, a city, anything. I did mine on foie gras.
After trying to go to one store 3 times (it was closed each time), I finally found a shop that specialized in south western french foods. I bought foie gras (duck, entier) to bring into class. I made a powerpoint presentation explaining the history of foie gras, how is made, its place in French business and culture, and its controversy. it went really well - I had my classmates eat the foie gras before I explained the whole process. Basically, ducks and geese and force-fed corn and kept in cages for 3 to 4 weeks so their livers get really fat. Then they are killed. But lots of people get upset about the force feeding, where they stick a tube down the bird's throat and pump food into their stomaches 3 times a day for a few weeks. I showed a You Tube video of the process, haha. I still like foie gras - there are a lot worse things that animals are subjected to. Interestingly, the practice of gavage (force-feeding) was kept alive by the Jews because they needed the liver fat for cooking at it was neither milk nor meat so it was kosher!
Friday - after class, I went to an exhibit in Paris by David LaChapelle. He is a more modern pop artist who was reallly interesting. He does celebrity portraits like Warhol but also recreates old paintings with life size dioramas. Some of his work was pretty explicit and shocking but it was all really cool. I ate dinner at my colgate friends house that night (spaghetti, cheap and easy). We were leaving for strasbourg the next day and were NOT going to miss another trip so I went home early, packed, and went to sleep. At this point, my cough and sore throat, and now stuffiness, had worsened so I was pretty tired.
Let's see, I think I left off on March 23. My roomates friends were in town that week. I know I started to feel a little sick (a sore throat and cough) so I stayed in a few nights that week.
Sunday - great day. I went to the Andy Warhol exhibit at the Grand Palais with justin and his friends. It was the first time anyone had put together an exhibit on just his portraits. It was so interesting - I learned a lot about him and the pop art movement in the 70s and 80s. We spent hours in the exhibit and went home, ordered pizza, and watched a movie called "Factory Girl" about Warhol and the lifestyle of him anf his friends. It was a Warhol-filled day, but I loved it.
On Wednesday, I hung out in a café for a few hours doing homework and making a powerpoint for my french class (more on that below)
On Thursday, we went to a club called Neo where we were a group of 15 and there were only about 60 people in the whole place. But it was so much fun because a bunch of famous djs were there and it was like we had a private concert. Earlier that night I went to "Casino Night" at CEA (my program). We played fake 'roulette' and blackjack with French students. I spoke a lot of French and it was pretty funny. Not many people showed up (at least CEA students) and the staff was really appreciative that me and some of my friends came. I met some other people at an italian restaurant afterwards that was delicious. Its right near my apartment too. So thursday night was really fun.
Friday: my Foie Gras presentation!
Background: in my French class, each student has to give an oral presentation about anything that relates to France: a tourist site, an artist, a city, anything. I did mine on foie gras.
After trying to go to one store 3 times (it was closed each time), I finally found a shop that specialized in south western french foods. I bought foie gras (duck, entier) to bring into class. I made a powerpoint presentation explaining the history of foie gras, how is made, its place in French business and culture, and its controversy. it went really well - I had my classmates eat the foie gras before I explained the whole process. Basically, ducks and geese and force-fed corn and kept in cages for 3 to 4 weeks so their livers get really fat. Then they are killed. But lots of people get upset about the force feeding, where they stick a tube down the bird's throat and pump food into their stomaches 3 times a day for a few weeks. I showed a You Tube video of the process, haha. I still like foie gras - there are a lot worse things that animals are subjected to. Interestingly, the practice of gavage (force-feeding) was kept alive by the Jews because they needed the liver fat for cooking at it was neither milk nor meat so it was kosher!
Friday - after class, I went to an exhibit in Paris by David LaChapelle. He is a more modern pop artist who was reallly interesting. He does celebrity portraits like Warhol but also recreates old paintings with life size dioramas. Some of his work was pretty explicit and shocking but it was all really cool. I ate dinner at my colgate friends house that night (spaghetti, cheap and easy). We were leaving for strasbourg the next day and were NOT going to miss another trip so I went home early, packed, and went to sleep. At this point, my cough and sore throat, and now stuffiness, had worsened so I was pretty tired.
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