This past weekend I went to visit my good friend, Bjorn, in Paris. At one point we were talking about living on your own and I mentioned that most of the people, especially the guys, that I have talked to in Barcelona with apartments, are having a hard time cooking for themselves and scramble to get dinner. He responded by saying something like the daily routine of food, dishes, and laundry is no easy task. He is entirely right. I have been blessed my entire life with parents who know how to cook a wide range of food, and here in Barcelona I still am. But cooking for yourself takes some creativity, patients, the correct supplies, and knowledge of ingredients. Dishes, although it sounds easy are surely a pain in the ass and no one wants to clean after a good meal. Then laundry usually builds up until you run out of socks, and then most people don’t even have a washer and dryer.
Although we had this little chat, Bjorn, who lives in a studio, is doing quite well with it. He is also lucky enough to have a washing machine in his apartment. It also made me realize that I have never lived by myself for an extended period of time where I had to do all three, and not to mention clean the floors and bathroom too.
Anyway…
My flight left for Paris Friday morning at 8:20. I happened to get a slight fever the night before and felt like death. In the long run it was probably for the best because I was planning on going out that night. Our Brazilian homestay sister, Julianna, was leaving for home on Saturday so this was the last night I could party with her. They also happened to come home when I was eating breakfast at 5:20 in the morning. I had a rough night sleep but managed to sweat out the fever and I felt much better in the morning. My trip was very easy and Bjorn met me at the bus station where we took the metro back to his apartment.
At one point on the flight I woke up and this was my view out the window. I am not exactly sure where I was and the picture can't really capture the beauty of what I saw but it was increadible
Bjorn had a class to go to and then a meeting with his bank so I went to the Louvre. The Louvre should be amazing and it is one of the largest museums in the world but I really was not that impressed. Maybe it was because I had seen a lot of similar things, I didn't have much time, and art really isn't my top choice of museum but it was definitely worth the experience. I also had to see The Mona Lisa, but the closest you can get is about 15 feet away so you really can't see the great detail or look at it for too long because there are so many people there. Seeing the glass pyramid was cool and the building of the Louvre was amazing.
After that I walked down the Champs Elysees towards the Arc de Triomphe. This walk was actually amazing. First there is a beautiful green park with some fountains, then a famous fountain with toy boats, a giant Ferris Wheal, an Obelisk from Egypt, another park, the Eiffel tower and Musée de l'Armée in the distance, the 5th avenue equivalent of Paris, and finally after about a 30 minute walk, the Arc de Triomphe. By the time I got out of the museum and to the Arc, Bjorn was already there. The worst part about this walk was that you had to go underground to get to the Arc and I could not find the entrance for the life of me. I think Paris likes to post signs for things saying that they are a certain way and then stop posting signs. I followed a sign for the Arc and it brought me from one subway entrance to the other but then didn't point me in the right direction of the actual entrance to the Arc. This also happened with the Mona Lisa which said Mona Lisa this way, and then I could have taken about 2 turns or stayed straight and then I had to take the third turn to enter the room with the painting but there was no sign. O well...I eventually got there. Here are some pictures of the Louvre and the Arch
This is actually the Grande Arche de la Defense that is the entrance to the grounds of the Louvre
And here is the famous Arc de Triomphe
There was still some daylight so Bjorn wanted to take me to the old Jewish neighborhood where he would retrace the steps from one of his tours. Also right in that area are the oldest buildings still standing in Paris
Bjorn had a few people over that night so we got some wine and cheap beer. We hung out there for a little bit and played some games and then we went out. One of our friends, Jeff Clement, from Ithaca was also in Paris for the weekend. He is studying in Sevilla Spain and I have been trying to plan a trip to see him. We had no idea he was in Paris but he was staying with his friend from Cornell who lived with his Girlfriend. Apparently they got in an argument and didn't want to go out and just told Jeff to go out, by himself, in a foreign country, where he didn't know the language. Sounds like some shitty friends but it worked out for Bjorn and I because he would have never realized Bjorn lived in Paris.
We walked around for a while and eventually went to a house party with some of Bjorn's friends. At first it was a little strange but after a few drinks it was actually pretty fun and the next time I looked at my watch it was almost 5:00 in the morning. The subway opens up at 5:30 so we went with some people to get some crepes near by. I got an egg and feta crepe and was extremely excited. They made it in front of you but they put one egg and probably a half pound of Feta on it. The first few bites were pretty good but after that it was basically a cheese overload and I couldn't finish it.
We made it home around 6:15 and went to bed. No alarm set because I needed some sleep but we kept the blinds open and woke up around 12:30.
In the morning we went to get some breakfast and went for a little walk around Bjorn's area where some parks are. Right near his house is an amazing park with a gazebo type thing on top of a cliff where you could see some of the outskirts of the city
Then we walked to another park on top of a hill where you could see all of Paris
I only really wanted to do two things on Saturday. One was to go to the Eiffel Tower, and the other was to walk past the Libyan Embassy. When I travel I need to let my program know where I am going on some website. On Thursday I received a "red alert" email from the website saying that the Embassy had been taken by protesters and to avoid that area. Oddly enough, my first reaction was that we should definitely check it out.
We got off of the train near the Obelisk on the Champs Elysees and walked towards the Tower. On our way we walked into the Musée de l'Armée
This was actually really cool and I think I would have liked to see this museum a lot more than the Louvre because it has some really cool military stuff instead of art. We just walked around the museum and didn't actually go inside of it. On the left and right of the picture were some green fields with some people playing soccer and a group of people playing Polo on Bikes. I thought the Polo game was really cool and I had never seen anything like it so I went up and took some pictures
This guy was smoking a cigarette, biking, and playing Polo at the same time, that is some multitasking if you ask me.
The next stop was the Eiffel Tower, and just as we entered the park leading to the tower, the sun came out
Now that I look at the picture again, I think that girl was a little creeped out because she thought I took the picture of her. But it looks like she is posing for my picture but she isn't...just a coincidence.
We just walked under the tower because it is 10 euros to go up and the line takes about an hour to get through so I decided to pass on that. After we walked under we took a left and walked towards the Libyan Embassy.
I expected there to be more of a scene at the Embassy but there were no news reporters, about 20 protesters and only 2 armed guards blocking off the street with a gate. The protesters were very loud and I had no idea what they were saying but they were peaceful and it seemed like a controlled protest.
Bjorn's good friend William, also from Ithaca, is also studying in Paris so after the protest we took a bus to his apartment where we relaxed for a while, ate some food, and drank some wine and beer. We had made reservations for dinner at this restaurant called Chez Janou where they sell absinthe shots for 2 euros. The reservation was at 10:30 for 12 people so they had a pretty large group going.
I had never had absinthe but I will have to say it was one of the worst drinks that I have ever tried. It tastes like liquorish which I don't like and it burned the crap out of your mouth. I only had 3 but some other people had some more. Since we already ate before coming and the food was pretty expensive, I split an appetizer and had some dessert. For dessert I ordered some Chocolate Mouse and it was a very memorable experience. It was 6,60 euros and they brought over a huge tub and said something in French that I didn't understand. The kid sitting next to me helped translate and told me that you can take as much as you want. I took about 5 large spoon fulls and shared with the whole table.
The Mouse was incredibly good and I had a good amount of it and gave the rest to other people. After the restaurant we went to another bar for a beer but then just went home after. I got to sleep around 3:30 and had my alarm set for 7:00 to catch a bus and my 10:50 flight back to Barcelona.
The trip to Paris was awesome and I am very glad I got a chance to go. I got to see three friends from home, Bjorn, Jeff, and William, ate some good food, and saw the sites...possibly the biggest tourist destination in the world, the Eiffel Tower. It was well worth it and I didn't spend that much money. Bjorn was a great tour guide and I got to see some cool stuff. The only thing I wish we had done was go to the Agricultural exhibit. It was in Paris for 2 weeks and apparently it had some very authentic French cheese and meat products. Bjorn told me about how you could see some pigs, cows, and goats, and then right next to the animals was the meat, cheese, and milk made by those animals. It would have taken a while and I didn't really have the time but I still did everything I wanted to do.
When I got back to Barcelona it was Sunday and I had an awesome plate of Paella waiting for me for dinner. Obviously after a nice long nap for a few hours.
This next week I have some exams and I will stay in Barcelona and hopefully have a busy weekend at home. I also got one exam back on Monday, my Catalan language class and I got an 84. I was very surprised and apparently I did a great job studying.
It is also half way through my program and I still have a lot to do but I have a lot of time and I am still almost as excited as when I first got here.
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