Paris, Part 2
Well…the least I can do is post about Paris!
This past weekend the whole group went to Paris for the weekend. Madame Eades, our director, organized this trip. It was a blast. We took a plane there, checked into our hotel, and then we were off! Jamie, Emily, and I took the metro up to Monmartre neighborhood to see the Sacre Coeur. We climbed a bunch of stairs but finally made it up to the top. It was amazing to be there, but I could tell that we were getting “Europe-spoiled” when the comment, “It’s just another church” came out. Oh well.
We then headed over to a famous little courtyard where all of the Impressionist painters hung out before they got famous. There were a bunch of those guys who draw sketches of people and everytime I passed one the person being drawn looked at me intensley and pleadingly as if to ask “Does this picture really look me?” I gave a few reaffirming nods just to satisfy their curiousity. The three of us then met up with Christine. She worked with my high school friends Kim and Carolyn at a restaurant back in KOP and we had only met a few times, but I was of course smitten with her because she was French. I didn’t know her that well, but she was super nice (just as I remember) and she took us around Monmatre and showed us the last vineyard in Paris and the beautiful (and mad expensive) neighborhood. We got a cafe and some water at this one cafe and the three of them bought water. I joined them in purchasing water after checking out some cheese.
I saw the Moulin Rouge—much to my disappoint, there is no giant elephant. Emily and Jamie went off and Christine and I went to the Opera and just so happened to arrive a time when it was open and free!! Inside was incredible, it was so ornate and one of the most beautiful buildings that I’ve ever seen. (Note to self: when I am rich, throw a party in the Paris Opera) We were even able to see a bit of the rehearsal of the show that was going on that evening. What luck! We then headed to the La Madeleine, another church, were we saw…yet another rehearsal. This time of a Senior Citizen Choir.
Emily and I then christened our room, and with the help of Jamie, pushed the beds together in preparation for a previsioned pillow-talk. After a minor detour, we finally boarded a boat trip along the Seine. Perhaps one of the most beautiful and incredible things that I’ve ever done. Seeing the city at the night and from the water is just another incredible dimension of Paris. It was nuts too—all along the Seine we saw tons of Frenchies our age just hanging out picnicking, dancing, and hanging out along the side of the river. There was so much life and the three of us had that “why didn’t we study in Paris” conversation… but of course reaffirmed our love of Nice. The best was that at midnight the Eiffel Tour lit up with a bunch of flashing lights…our very own Paris à Minuit. Please divert your attention to Facebook for some incredible pictures.
The next day a bunch of us went to Versailles. Please add to my list of breathtaking moments that I’ve had in Europe. Ornate, exquisite, insert over the top adjective here. After hearing about Versailles through all of my years of French and of history classes, it was so surreal to finally be there. Totally nerding out, I know, but it was surreal. The one room that I was dying to see was The Hall of Mirrors. I did a report on it my Freshman year of High School and now finally got to see it—Madame Kellett, expect another email! The gardens were immense and Louis XIV even made his own canal in the middle of them…you know, just a huge, freakin’ canal. Kelsey, Emily and I ended up renting a row boat which consequently became entangled in some duckweed. A big merci to Monsieur Capitaine Kelsey for getting us out of that. I got my row-boat on as well. After realizing that we had been walking around Versailles for 7 hours (and still had not even seen everything), we headed back to our hotel, reassembled as a group, and took our train back to Nice. Paris, until next time…