Sunday, June 14, 2009
Ooh la la!
Since I've been an awful blogger, here's an entire week of Paris sightseeing, in a slideshow... Enjoy!
Sunday, June 7, 2009
The First Day in Paris!
When we landed in Charles de Gaulle airport, it seemed a lot smaller than the O'Hare airport, but that's just cause it is broken up differently. What was fun about landing at CDG was that we actually walked out onto the tarmac and then rode a little bus trolley to the airport. It was a neat thing to do. We found our luggage and our way to the train depot downstairs just fine, but we got into some confusion when trying to get our RER tickets. We waited in these lines for such a long time, just to look like the dumb american tourists that we were and not know how to work the machines. Turns out the cards are different there and some machines won't take our American ones. So we had to go wait in an even longer line full of stupid tourists. Good thing we didn't have anything else really to do that day. By the time we boarded the train it was about 11 am Paris time.
The train reminded me a lot of the ones in Chicago, except for the obvious thing: everything was in French. And a lot more colorful. Plus I love that in this picture it's a bunny. As if bunnies ride the metro. Nor does it make the picture less gruesome. What about animal cruelty people?
Anyway, so we got off on the St. Michel, Notre Dame stop and navigated the numerous escalators with our humongous luggage. Yes, we were four girls, but we had so many bags! We must have been a sight to see. Plus we were so nappy because of the traveling. I know I was. Then, when we got up to the street, which was right on the Seine, it was about 75 degrees and sunny. And guess what we did? Oui, we got lost. Ug. We didn't realize that we were on the wrong side of the Seine and that it splits right where we were. At least we were lost in the greatest city on earth! There we were, walking round and round with beaucoup de baggages, with our maps out. Finally we made it, and we crashed in the hotel for a little while. As I lay here on my bed, exhausted from my flights and jet lag, The big windows are open and the sounds of the city spill into my room.
We weren't in the hotel long, though. Who wants to hang around the hotel when there is Paris to be explored? So quite a few of us found each other and went for une promenade. Juliet needed a recharge card for her SFR sim card. Basically she got a french number for her phone and wanted to buy some more credit for it. So we wandered up the Boulevard St. Michel until we found one. By that time, it was time to eat, so when she was done, there happened to be a creperie around the corner. (By the way, that isn't anything special, il y a beaucoup de creperies dans Paris!)
Being my first experience in Paris, I was actually well satisfied! I didn't use any of my French, but the crepe was fantastic. It was buckwheat, square, and filled with cheesy goodness. I think there was bacon and tomatoes in it. I can almost remember what it was called, but not quite, so if I remember it later, I'll write it down.
We had to head back to the hotel after the creperie, as we had to meet Kathe, our group leader in the lobby at 5. Time for the all important meeting!
Except it wasn't that all important. Kathe was way tired from the trip, and kind of out of it. But what was important was that we were all there and ready for the next month! Very exciting!
After the meeting, it was back to the hotel room. We were all wiped out from the transantlantic flight and all that went along with it. I personally was extremely tired, but wanted to call everyone and let them know that I was ok. Skype is a wonderful thing. I wonder who invented it. They should be applauded. So if you're out there, hear this and know that I think you are fantastic. But anyway, we had some slow internet at the hotel, so I was able to get on and talk to people and change my facebook status. It's sad how that has taken over my life, but it really is a good way to keep in contact with people. Basically, it was a very uneventful night, but I was glad, and went to bed about nine while listening to the sounds of the city. The whole night we were serenaded by a high school marching band that were playing on the Place de St. Michel. They sounded great though! I totally loved it.
The hotel we stayed at is called Albe Hotel, at 1, rue de la Harpe. It was so quaint and french. I was excited because I really didn't want to stay at some lame Best Western or something like that. Instead we were right on the Seine down the street from the Notre Dame. I really enjoyed the location. One thing I had to get used to was the room key system. We didn't just get two copies of the key and we had to return them. The key just didn't leave the hotel.
If there was someone in the room, then the key usually stayed with them. If you were all leaving, then you left the key at the front desk and then got it from them when you returned. It was a bit of a hassle sometimes, but it wasn't a big deal. You just had to ask them everytime (“trois-cent-vingt?”) and they would give it to you or not. This picture was the view from our window. I totally loved where we were!
The train reminded me a lot of the ones in Chicago, except for the obvious thing: everything was in French. And a lot more colorful. Plus I love that in this picture it's a bunny. As if bunnies ride the metro. Nor does it make the picture less gruesome. What about animal cruelty people?
Anyway, so we got off on the St. Michel, Notre Dame stop and navigated the numerous escalators with our humongous luggage. Yes, we were four girls, but we had so many bags! We must have been a sight to see. Plus we were so nappy because of the traveling. I know I was. Then, when we got up to the street, which was right on the Seine, it was about 75 degrees and sunny. And guess what we did? Oui, we got lost. Ug. We didn't realize that we were on the wrong side of the Seine and that it splits right where we were. At least we were lost in the greatest city on earth! There we were, walking round and round with beaucoup de baggages, with our maps out. Finally we made it, and we crashed in the hotel for a little while. As I lay here on my bed, exhausted from my flights and jet lag, The big windows are open and the sounds of the city spill into my room.
We weren't in the hotel long, though. Who wants to hang around the hotel when there is Paris to be explored? So quite a few of us found each other and went for une promenade. Juliet needed a recharge card for her SFR sim card. Basically she got a french number for her phone and wanted to buy some more credit for it. So we wandered up the Boulevard St. Michel until we found one. By that time, it was time to eat, so when she was done, there happened to be a creperie around the corner. (By the way, that isn't anything special, il y a beaucoup de creperies dans Paris!)
Being my first experience in Paris, I was actually well satisfied! I didn't use any of my French, but the crepe was fantastic. It was buckwheat, square, and filled with cheesy goodness. I think there was bacon and tomatoes in it. I can almost remember what it was called, but not quite, so if I remember it later, I'll write it down.
We had to head back to the hotel after the creperie, as we had to meet Kathe, our group leader in the lobby at 5. Time for the all important meeting!
Except it wasn't that all important. Kathe was way tired from the trip, and kind of out of it. But what was important was that we were all there and ready for the next month! Very exciting!
After the meeting, it was back to the hotel room. We were all wiped out from the transantlantic flight and all that went along with it. I personally was extremely tired, but wanted to call everyone and let them know that I was ok. Skype is a wonderful thing. I wonder who invented it. They should be applauded. So if you're out there, hear this and know that I think you are fantastic. But anyway, we had some slow internet at the hotel, so I was able to get on and talk to people and change my facebook status. It's sad how that has taken over my life, but it really is a good way to keep in contact with people. Basically, it was a very uneventful night, but I was glad, and went to bed about nine while listening to the sounds of the city. The whole night we were serenaded by a high school marching band that were playing on the Place de St. Michel. They sounded great though! I totally loved it.
The hotel we stayed at is called Albe Hotel, at 1, rue de la Harpe. It was so quaint and french. I was excited because I really didn't want to stay at some lame Best Western or something like that. Instead we were right on the Seine down the street from the Notre Dame. I really enjoyed the location. One thing I had to get used to was the room key system. We didn't just get two copies of the key and we had to return them. The key just didn't leave the hotel.
If there was someone in the room, then the key usually stayed with them. If you were all leaving, then you left the key at the front desk and then got it from them when you returned. It was a bit of a hassle sometimes, but it wasn't a big deal. You just had to ask them everytime (“trois-cent-vingt?”) and they would give it to you or not. This picture was the view from our window. I totally loved where we were!
Saturday, June 6, 2009
The Layover...
So between flights I had about a seven hour layover in Chicago. I met Scarlet and Janette on the plane coming over, so what were three girls going to do in the big O'Hare Airport for that long? Nothing it turns out, as we decided to get train passes and head downtown. It turned out to be a really fun time. Getting on was a breeze and then we were off!
My experience with public transportation thus far was the CVTD, and this was nothing like it. But totally fun. They were actually in the middle of construction for some parts, so after a while we had to get off and ride the busses the rest of the way to the city center. It was such a good way to see the city in a hurry. They definitely have to make use of all their space there. Everything was much taller than here.
After getting off at Lake and Park (I think) we strolled around downtown. It was fun to see the river and all the great buildings. We ate sandwiches at Joe's Deli and Juice Bar. I had fresh Cantaloupe and Honeydew juice. It was different, but cool. On our stroll, we encountered some interesting characters, including this guy, who was dressed in and painted bronze from head to toe. Then with your spare change as a donation, he would pose for a picture with you.
It was totally worth the 54 cents or whatever it was. Also, we saw some strange statues, like this fine couple here:
Don't ask me why, that's just the way Chicagans roll. I think the baseball goes to their brains. Speaking of, on the descent to land, I don't think I've ever seen so many baseball fields in my life. There would be at least one field about every two blocks! It was wild, and excessive if you ask me. But wahoo to America's hobby.
Then back we went to the airport. We retraced our steps to Lake Street and loaded back onto the buses then train. Back through security, where I got the look from a guard because I forgot to take some juice out from the first plane ride. Oops. Ah well, I hope he had it for his break.
My experience with public transportation thus far was the CVTD, and this was nothing like it. But totally fun. They were actually in the middle of construction for some parts, so after a while we had to get off and ride the busses the rest of the way to the city center. It was such a good way to see the city in a hurry. They definitely have to make use of all their space there. Everything was much taller than here.
After getting off at Lake and Park (I think) we strolled around downtown. It was fun to see the river and all the great buildings. We ate sandwiches at Joe's Deli and Juice Bar. I had fresh Cantaloupe and Honeydew juice. It was different, but cool. On our stroll, we encountered some interesting characters, including this guy, who was dressed in and painted bronze from head to toe. Then with your spare change as a donation, he would pose for a picture with you.
It was totally worth the 54 cents or whatever it was. Also, we saw some strange statues, like this fine couple here:
Don't ask me why, that's just the way Chicagans roll. I think the baseball goes to their brains. Speaking of, on the descent to land, I don't think I've ever seen so many baseball fields in my life. There would be at least one field about every two blocks! It was wild, and excessive if you ask me. But wahoo to America's hobby.
Then back we went to the airport. We retraced our steps to Lake Street and loaded back onto the buses then train. Back through security, where I got the look from a guard because I forgot to take some juice out from the first plane ride. Oops. Ah well, I hope he had it for his break.
Sorry All!
So basically I've been the worst blogger ever lately. I guess it's harder than I thought to find some reliable internet in this country. There had to be something wrong with it. Ah well, I'll try to sum stuff up the best I can and not overwhelm you with posts.
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