As Lauren had mentioned, we had to get up really early to make sure we allowed enough time and didn't miss our trains/flights. We showered, gave the hostel our keys and headed for the metro. Now, Lauren and I have this thing: we're either super lucky or SOL. Fortunately, this morning we were super lucky. It was heading into rush hour for the morning, but the Metro was running smoothly, and we didn't have to climb up any stairs with our luggage! YES, it was either escalator or going down..so happy about that, didn't feel like getting sweaty traveling. Gross. We got to the Gare Paris Norde and boarded our high speed train for Amsterdam-Schipol (airport). Everything ran on time, the airport was easy to navigate. We got our tickets, checked our bags (mine was OK, Lauren's was a little heavy so she put some in mine), and did some shopping (1. we had 2 hours to spare 2. We're women)
We sat down before our gate (Note: Here, all security is done RIGHT at the gate...kind of scary, I mean anyone can just be walking around this place with God knows what), and just chatted a little. Some time went by and we checked the monitors to see if our flight was still on time. NOPE. Delayed 2 hours...so we realized we'll probably miss our connecting flight in Dublin to JFK. So we go to the information booth to see if we can change our next flight and learn that several flight have either been cancelled or delayed because of volcanic ash that has spewed as a result of volcanic activity in Iceland. So wierd..thinking SOL at this point but we honestly don't care, we don't want to go home lol. The woman had also told us she couldn't do anything about our second flight only for outgoing flights, we'd have to go through the Dublin airport for a new connecting flight. OK no big deal.
While everyone else's flights to Glasgow, London, Manchester, etc. were cancelled ours was still going apparently so we boarded 2 hours later and our flight was pretty smooth. This 19 year old guy sat next to us, who lived in Connecticut, but was originally from Venezuela and went to UVA who was returning from Kenya! He had taken about a year off of school to work at an orphanage down there and traveled around Africa some. What a life. What a journey. He said he had always wanted to go to Amsterdam so after Africa he went there for a couple days and that's how he ended up on this flight. After talking with him some more we all fell asleep on this flight and woke up and started rushing out of the plane to try and make our next flight, we literally had like 7 minutes!
We get to security, get through fine and look at the board...PHEW! Our connecting flight was delayed 2 hours as well! Which meant it was leaving in about 30-40 min. We think there were several passengers on our AMS flight that needed to connect to JFK so they held the plane. Haha, can they do that?
The flight was a long 7 hours, but again, being lucky today, we asked the flight attendants if there was anyway we could upgrade....no that would be like 1500 Euros. BUT, there were 4 open seats in the middle row, so we took that and spread out. Each getting 2 seats to ourselves. YAY extra leg room. Aer Lingus is partnered with Jet Blue so you know they have sweet features...like moveis and TV shows! Lauren and I watched the 3 same movies (in different sequences): The Fighter, Black Swan (SO WIERD for anyone who has seen it...trippy), and Catfish.
Oh, that guy from Venezuela also happened to sit the same row, different aisle as us, so we talked with him for a while about traveling, books, etc. He seemed really mature and wordly for his age.
We arrived safely into JFK, despite some turbulence (eek!) and got our bags relatively quickly and were greeted by my lovely mom who sharply said, "JULIE!" You never forget your mother's voice.
What a fantastic vacation that has come to an end....incredible...i can't say enough how special this trip was for me, and Lauren too. We surprisingly, are still friends...ok not surprisingly.
We're going to post our top 5 of the places we've been shortly. Thanks for hanging in there!
Love,
Julie and Lauren
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Friday, May 27, 2011
Monday, Our Last Day of Vaca
As this was our last day of vacation, not including our day of travel, we wanted to make the most of it. We even got fresh towels to start the day off right! After waking up early, we headed out to some markets. On the subway, some haggard looking woman yelled at me and pointed at me. We think she was pointing at my hair but we really have no idea. We gave each other quizical looks then she got confused too because we did not respond to her. Luckily, we got off 5 seconds later, but the outburst continued to baffle us for some time!
The first market we stopped at was one of the largest in Paris. Unfortunately, it was not exactly what we were looking for, more of a local market, mostly cheap clothing, housewares, rugs, and other trinkets. We were probably the only non-Parisians in the place! For the most part, we were left alone, no one really shouted at us or urged us to come to their stand, as is common in many markets. After a quick half-hour, we decided to head else-where.
Else-where happened to be two different shops we read about in our "Lonely Planet France Travel Guide" -- one was a fun perfume/kitchen/house-ware shop (Fragonard) and the other a bakery (Le Notre). As we tried to locate Fragonard, we found ourselves wandering through a cute shopping district between Notre Dame and the Bastille. We peered through the windows but did not dare enter some of the stores as our bank accounts could not accommodate the steep prices. [One store we went into, I looked at a jacket that turned out to be 527 euros... maybe another time!]
When we reached Fragonard, it was a small but lovely shop. They had many scents and very cute housewares. In the book we read that what they had did not last long as they were always getting new pieces. I got a mug to add to my collection (I try to get a mug or cup from every country I visit) and two dessert plates. The prices were more than reasonable and gave me unique (and functional) souvenirs.
From Fragonard, we set out to find Le Notre to satisfy our sweet tooths. As you read, we had been burned the previous day from lack of sun screen and an abundance of sun. This caused us to choose our outfits wisely for the day, making sure we were almost completely covered up. Although they were light layers, it was still a bit warm. We tried to stay to the shady side of the street when possible, but it was easier said than done. By the time we reached Fragonard, we were in desperate need for a drink of water. With none to be found, we settle for croissants. Such is the rough life of the traveler.
After we enjoyed our treats in the shade, we wandered around as we so often do and came across another market. When I titled one of the earlier posts "The benefits of wandering" I meant to explain the meaning. Often times, just wandering around a place often produces fabulous results. As you can see from our tales, this happened to us often during the course of our trip. Although we may have started with a plan, going with the flow always works best - I suppose this is true with vacations as well as in life.
The second market of the day was the kind of market we were looking for. It had sellers from many different nations with a unique set of goods. Julie picked up some fun hand-made bracelets for herself while I just perused. It was not very busy - very enjoyable to stroll around.
Following the second market, we made our way to La Tour Eiffel (The Eiffel Tower). Rather than approaching it from the closest subway, we wanted to walk through the large park on the East side of the Tower, that gives a good background for pictures. On our way to the park, we stopped at a Carrefour (Walmart's French equivolent and global competitor) for some snacks. We settled on yogurt, pistachios, and water! This was one of our cheapest meals by far!
We took our snacks and found a shady park bench to enjoy the scenery on. In the shade, the heat was quite managable. As we sat, a few pigeons came up to us to check out the possibility of sharing our snack. I'm not sure how many of you have had encounters with pigeons, but they are disgusting creatures. Every time one makes a move at me, I either duck, run away, or both. Julie has made fun of me on numerous occaisons throughout this trip, but I take the jokes and continue my ways. Well today, karma caught up with Julie. Rather than being cautious, she assumed the pigeons would always move out of the way. As we were walking, a pigeon was startled and flew into her head!!!! She was not hurt, just a brush, but I could not contain myself! My funny tactics proved to work! Julie had not said a thing about them since! I only wish I would have caught it on video. Never trust a pigeon. They are not smart creatures. Not even cute.
On to happier topics, we took some shots of the tower and asked a girl about our age to take a shot of us so we did not have to hold an arm out in an awkward way.
After our stroll through the park, we entered the very short line to purchase a ticket. From the time we entered the line to purchase a ticket until the time our foot hit the first step to climb up, not more than ten minutes had passed. Hardly any lines! We really just seemed to luck out on our trip. Here is a tip to anyone visiting the Eiffel Tower -- RIDE UP, the entire way. You have the option to walk to the second level then ride the elevator up or ride up from the base. Take the second option. You will enjoy yourselves more. During the day, they only have one leg of the tower open for going up and down. Or maybe just on days that are not as busy. Either way, the staircases are narrow and the climb is very long. This is coming from two girls in their early twenties, in pretty good shape, at the end of a two week trip where we walked at least 2-3 miles a day, usually more. Seriously, just take the lift.
By the time we reached the second floor, we were a little winded. The Eiffel Tower does not look that tall from a distance, but the top observation deck is at about the same height as the observation deck of the Empire State Building. So it is tall. Even the lift ride from the second floor to the top took some time. Jule was a little nervous about the heights, so she kept her eyes closed. There was another woman on our lift who was also quite nervous. There are 4 lifts that take visitors up and down to the top deck, they are quite small and do not move very fast.
The view from the top was very nice. I would not say extraordinary because there was not much to see. The Eiffel Tower is the most famous landmark in Paris - arguably in the world - and we were on top of it. That in itself was fascinating to think about. (We really enjoyed our view from L'Arc de Triomphe as we could see the Tower.) Everything looked tiny from so high up. We have included some pictures below to give you an idea.
After making our way carefully down, we headed back to the hostel to prepare for our night. We had decided to go on a Seine dinner cruise! The cruise would last two hours and would show us all the famous sights along the river while we enjoyed dinner. We got ready and headed out in what we thought should have been enough time to get there. (We know now we should always give extra time when it comes to foreign trains/transportation). We hopped our first metro with no problem but after we transferred to our second metro, it stopped after the second stop. We were confused as we could not understand the announcements the French woman gave. After waiting for about a minute without moving, we decided to ditch the train and try to get a taxi - we were cutting it close. (Two things to note: 1- I decided to wear some super high heels that night, not a good idea and 2-taxis are not as readily available as they are in New York. There are specific locations they like to pick passengers up at and many are not willing to pick up to foreign girls on the street!) We finally hailed the third taxi that pulled over for us. The driver did not speak English but I just pointed to him on the map where we wanted to go. Thank goodness for maps. We thought we would make it on time but traffic was not cooperating. The boat was scheduled to take off at 8:30pm and we got there at 8:31pm. I had read online that it had been late and thought we would have a chance of making it, but sadly, as Julie looked out over one side of the bridge it was gone. I looked over the other side and it was literally passing just underneath me. We missed it by 1 minute. How unlucky. We were really disappointed but decided to settle on a one hour sight-seeing cruise that proved fun anyway! (Note: We were not charged for missing the cruise, you are only charged if you make it on board... apparently people miss quite often)
While the cruise was ending and the boat getting ready to dock, the sky was turning dark and suddenly the Eiffel Tower lit up in a burst of lights. It was one of the most breath-taking scenes of my life. After exiting the boat, we crossed the bridge and were able to get some shots with the tower in the background. It was so enchanting.
After the photo-shoot, we searched for a place to eat as we were both starving. And by searched, I mean Julie walked and I hobbled. We could not find anything close-by with seats on the river in order to look out over the Eiffel Tower, but we found a street with numerous restaurants that were full of life! Our meal was not the best we've had but it was the company and the surroundings that made it worth while. Although our last night in Paris did not go as planned, we went with the flow and made the best of it.
When we finally made it back to the hotel, we decided to pack our things as we did not want to be rushing around in the morning. We also wanted to give ourselves enough time with our luggage and just in case the trains decided to stop working, that we would not be late to Amsterdam. By the time we hit the lights, it was 2:45am. We had to get up at 5:45am. Naturally, I was terrified that we wouldn't wake up to the alarm, even though I had set three!
But tomorrow is Julie's story to tell - and there is a story, as always, even though we were seeing famous sights, we always manage to have an adventure!
Love to all,
Lauren & Julie
The first market we stopped at was one of the largest in Paris. Unfortunately, it was not exactly what we were looking for, more of a local market, mostly cheap clothing, housewares, rugs, and other trinkets. We were probably the only non-Parisians in the place! For the most part, we were left alone, no one really shouted at us or urged us to come to their stand, as is common in many markets. After a quick half-hour, we decided to head else-where.
Else-where happened to be two different shops we read about in our "Lonely Planet France Travel Guide" -- one was a fun perfume/kitchen/house-ware shop (Fragonard) and the other a bakery (Le Notre). As we tried to locate Fragonard, we found ourselves wandering through a cute shopping district between Notre Dame and the Bastille. We peered through the windows but did not dare enter some of the stores as our bank accounts could not accommodate the steep prices. [One store we went into, I looked at a jacket that turned out to be 527 euros... maybe another time!]
When we reached Fragonard, it was a small but lovely shop. They had many scents and very cute housewares. In the book we read that what they had did not last long as they were always getting new pieces. I got a mug to add to my collection (I try to get a mug or cup from every country I visit) and two dessert plates. The prices were more than reasonable and gave me unique (and functional) souvenirs.
From Fragonard, we set out to find Le Notre to satisfy our sweet tooths. As you read, we had been burned the previous day from lack of sun screen and an abundance of sun. This caused us to choose our outfits wisely for the day, making sure we were almost completely covered up. Although they were light layers, it was still a bit warm. We tried to stay to the shady side of the street when possible, but it was easier said than done. By the time we reached Fragonard, we were in desperate need for a drink of water. With none to be found, we settle for croissants. Such is the rough life of the traveler.
After we enjoyed our treats in the shade, we wandered around as we so often do and came across another market. When I titled one of the earlier posts "The benefits of wandering" I meant to explain the meaning. Often times, just wandering around a place often produces fabulous results. As you can see from our tales, this happened to us often during the course of our trip. Although we may have started with a plan, going with the flow always works best - I suppose this is true with vacations as well as in life.
The second market of the day was the kind of market we were looking for. It had sellers from many different nations with a unique set of goods. Julie picked up some fun hand-made bracelets for herself while I just perused. It was not very busy - very enjoyable to stroll around.
Following the second market, we made our way to La Tour Eiffel (The Eiffel Tower). Rather than approaching it from the closest subway, we wanted to walk through the large park on the East side of the Tower, that gives a good background for pictures. On our way to the park, we stopped at a Carrefour (Walmart's French equivolent and global competitor) for some snacks. We settled on yogurt, pistachios, and water! This was one of our cheapest meals by far!
We took our snacks and found a shady park bench to enjoy the scenery on. In the shade, the heat was quite managable. As we sat, a few pigeons came up to us to check out the possibility of sharing our snack. I'm not sure how many of you have had encounters with pigeons, but they are disgusting creatures. Every time one makes a move at me, I either duck, run away, or both. Julie has made fun of me on numerous occaisons throughout this trip, but I take the jokes and continue my ways. Well today, karma caught up with Julie. Rather than being cautious, she assumed the pigeons would always move out of the way. As we were walking, a pigeon was startled and flew into her head!!!! She was not hurt, just a brush, but I could not contain myself! My funny tactics proved to work! Julie had not said a thing about them since! I only wish I would have caught it on video. Never trust a pigeon. They are not smart creatures. Not even cute.
On to happier topics, we took some shots of the tower and asked a girl about our age to take a shot of us so we did not have to hold an arm out in an awkward way.
After our stroll through the park, we entered the very short line to purchase a ticket. From the time we entered the line to purchase a ticket until the time our foot hit the first step to climb up, not more than ten minutes had passed. Hardly any lines! We really just seemed to luck out on our trip. Here is a tip to anyone visiting the Eiffel Tower -- RIDE UP, the entire way. You have the option to walk to the second level then ride the elevator up or ride up from the base. Take the second option. You will enjoy yourselves more. During the day, they only have one leg of the tower open for going up and down. Or maybe just on days that are not as busy. Either way, the staircases are narrow and the climb is very long. This is coming from two girls in their early twenties, in pretty good shape, at the end of a two week trip where we walked at least 2-3 miles a day, usually more. Seriously, just take the lift.
By the time we reached the second floor, we were a little winded. The Eiffel Tower does not look that tall from a distance, but the top observation deck is at about the same height as the observation deck of the Empire State Building. So it is tall. Even the lift ride from the second floor to the top took some time. Jule was a little nervous about the heights, so she kept her eyes closed. There was another woman on our lift who was also quite nervous. There are 4 lifts that take visitors up and down to the top deck, they are quite small and do not move very fast.
The view from the top was very nice. I would not say extraordinary because there was not much to see. The Eiffel Tower is the most famous landmark in Paris - arguably in the world - and we were on top of it. That in itself was fascinating to think about. (We really enjoyed our view from L'Arc de Triomphe as we could see the Tower.) Everything looked tiny from so high up. We have included some pictures below to give you an idea.
After making our way carefully down, we headed back to the hostel to prepare for our night. We had decided to go on a Seine dinner cruise! The cruise would last two hours and would show us all the famous sights along the river while we enjoyed dinner. We got ready and headed out in what we thought should have been enough time to get there. (We know now we should always give extra time when it comes to foreign trains/transportation). We hopped our first metro with no problem but after we transferred to our second metro, it stopped after the second stop. We were confused as we could not understand the announcements the French woman gave. After waiting for about a minute without moving, we decided to ditch the train and try to get a taxi - we were cutting it close. (Two things to note: 1- I decided to wear some super high heels that night, not a good idea and 2-taxis are not as readily available as they are in New York. There are specific locations they like to pick passengers up at and many are not willing to pick up to foreign girls on the street!) We finally hailed the third taxi that pulled over for us. The driver did not speak English but I just pointed to him on the map where we wanted to go. Thank goodness for maps. We thought we would make it on time but traffic was not cooperating. The boat was scheduled to take off at 8:30pm and we got there at 8:31pm. I had read online that it had been late and thought we would have a chance of making it, but sadly, as Julie looked out over one side of the bridge it was gone. I looked over the other side and it was literally passing just underneath me. We missed it by 1 minute. How unlucky. We were really disappointed but decided to settle on a one hour sight-seeing cruise that proved fun anyway! (Note: We were not charged for missing the cruise, you are only charged if you make it on board... apparently people miss quite often)
While the cruise was ending and the boat getting ready to dock, the sky was turning dark and suddenly the Eiffel Tower lit up in a burst of lights. It was one of the most breath-taking scenes of my life. After exiting the boat, we crossed the bridge and were able to get some shots with the tower in the background. It was so enchanting.
After the photo-shoot, we searched for a place to eat as we were both starving. And by searched, I mean Julie walked and I hobbled. We could not find anything close-by with seats on the river in order to look out over the Eiffel Tower, but we found a street with numerous restaurants that were full of life! Our meal was not the best we've had but it was the company and the surroundings that made it worth while. Although our last night in Paris did not go as planned, we went with the flow and made the best of it.
When we finally made it back to the hotel, we decided to pack our things as we did not want to be rushing around in the morning. We also wanted to give ourselves enough time with our luggage and just in case the trains decided to stop working, that we would not be late to Amsterdam. By the time we hit the lights, it was 2:45am. We had to get up at 5:45am. Naturally, I was terrified that we wouldn't wake up to the alarm, even though I had set three!
But tomorrow is Julie's story to tell - and there is a story, as always, even though we were seeing famous sights, we always manage to have an adventure!
Love to all,
Lauren & Julie
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
FRENCH FREAKIN OPEN!
Sunday we had our tickets handy for this small event the world refers to as the French Open. We woke up and figured out our travel plans for the day. We were originally going to go to Versailles in the morning before heading to Roland Garros (the site of the French Open), and then to tennis, but decided this would be too much. So instead, we got ready and headed to see some tennis at about 9AM.We had only gotten to print out the e-ticket confirmation, not the e-ticket itself, and a copy of this other e-mail saying the tickets would be sent (which they never were), to Lauren's email. (we think this was an issue with the computers at the hostel, because they didn't have the software to open up the e-ticket document). Luckily, a small Irish man at the front desk of our hostel gave us 45 min. for free on their computers and when asked if we could print 2 things as well, he said, "Ehhhh, why not (insert accent)." Definitely one of our lucky breaks.
I really wish NYC had these subways, they all looked this bright, colorful, and clean! --->
Using the easiest navigation system that the Parisian Metro is, we found our way to Roland Garros before the start of the first match. It was another gorgeous day in Paris, not to hot, not to cold, but juuusstt right. There were SO many people on the trains and we all just crowded into the streets all walking the same direction. We get to the gates and searched for someone who could help us, because they were scanning tickets and we didn't have them. This nice young gentleman helped us get to the front of the line (which were super long) and had the ticket booths lookup our confirmation numbers and print out tickets for us. How lucky! All the workers at the games were dressed in these cute khakis and polo shirts and the women wore more dress-like apparel. But it was real cute and very tennis. However, unlike the US Open, the French Open didn't appear as dressy of an event. We were, but the rest of the attendees weren't. Not to say they looked like slobs, many people dressed very well, but others it just seemed like any other sporting event. Side note: We've noticed that you can spot an American guy by looking at the shorts, if they were wearing cargo shorts or basketball shorts, they are American (followed by them speaking English of course) All other Parisians that we saw wore nicer khakis, pants, jeans, longer jean shorts, board shorts, but certainly not Hollister or American Eagle cargo shorts.
Back at the French Open, we get into the match, and immediately went to the boutique. Of course we got some stuff for some special people, but we will keep that private. Let's just say VERY pricey though. I wanted to buy this towel, but it was 70 Euros...i don't think so! Next we got a 2 Euro program/newpaper about the event (much better price) and went to the the main stadium, the Court Philippe Chatrie. (See map below)
We had UNBELIEVEABLE seats. Actually, the stadium itself wasn't that large, much smaller than US Open. First we saw Samantha Sosur *ranked 7th in the world vs. Iveta Benesova. Sam (as we called her lol) was JACKED. Oh man, he arms were so cut..see pic below. And the other, Iveta, from the Czech Republic was so slender and had the flattest stomach. Lauren and I were both jealous...the women reading this understand. Needless to say, Sam won in 2 sets. (Women are best of 4)
<--*Click on the picture to enlarge and see just how jacked she is
Now I have watched tennis before and understood the basics, how you get points...what is out, real BASIC stuff. But Lauren explained the sets, point value for this, what a duece was, how someone wins, etc....yes I know, I'm sorry everyone, I played a game of 1, 2, and 3 points, not increments of 15, so I honestly didn't know tennis much....OK OK AT ALL. But i could appreciate it and watch it. NOW I feel like a pro, although it's not so hard to grasp, just very mental for the players. But it is such a respectful game (despite Serena's outbreak a little while back). Everything is so precise and organized down the ball boys/girl, and the line umpires. Everyone involved is so concentrated, sure, and QUIET during the match. Wow, talk about pressure. Even the men cleaning off the lines did it in synchrony. It was almost a spectacle in itself. I thought it was hilarious that the ball boys held umbrellas over the players as they rested, so steady and professional.
Back to the matches, the second one was David Ferrer from Spain vs. Jarkko Nieminen. Ferrer's name isn't to be confused with Federer and he looked liked Nadal from afar because of his tan and they wear the same Nike headband. He won in 3 sets (men are best of 5). This match was more intense and more fans appeared for this one.
We got some food, which was so much more healthy than our sporting event foods. For instance, we both got cheeseburgers, but these were on what looked like whole wheat buns, and everything they had packages at the games, cartons, bags, etc. was all bio-degradeable. Way to go French Open!
Next up was the French favorite, Jo-Wilfried Tsonga (pronounced Songa) vs. Jan Hajek. The crowd was unbelievable for this Tsonga. As he had SWAG. Whenever he was up a little or won a set, he walked around like this was his country, this was his town, he has this. I can really appreciate this/relate to that being an athlete. Swag is just something you have to have. It's like an edge. I loved that. There are some pictures of him as well. What a match that was though. The longest one we saw, and the most intense. Clay kept flying up into their eyes, so they'd stop for a little, the sun was beating down (we got sunburn--oh yeah, very sunburn--especially our knees because of how we sat and where the sun was but now I'm tan! YES JULIE IS TAN! REPEAT TAN! - No more ghost!!!) ...and it was just so intense. Tsonga won and I snapped a picture of him jumping in the air. He was so happy and the crowd was so happy for him. Funny thing about the crowd--got to do the wave 2X and the crowd was so wild the chair umpire had to tell us to stop, please quiet down, the match was going, but literally wouldn't until we stopped, and the players and he couldn't help but smile. It was a beautiful atmosphere, they loved their Tsonga.
Tsonga clocked this one serve at 220 km/hr = 137 mph!!! ^^^
Tsonga was so pumped to win in France! Precious moment captured ^^^
Also, Lauren swears there were the McEnroe brother's announcing the game - you be the judge...
We left after his match to walk around a little, and we still wanted to get to Versailles. The park was so crowded after that match though so we only walked around a little bit and headed out...but not before we got some food. We walked a couple streets down for a restaurant, but mostly everything was either expensive or closed (it was Sunday after all.) And we settled on getting peaches at this little shop, some water, and of course, went to a bakery and got our croissants (I had 2 I couldn't help it, they are oh so good). We hopped a Metro to get to the line RER (goes more outside of Paris), and purchased our round trip tickets for Versailles. It took about 20 min. to get there by train. The actual city of Versailles fairly new and renovated looking. Just outside of the train station they even have McDonalds and Starbucks...really America? Really? We have even infiltrated ourselves into Versailles. Job well done....not!
The palace was a few blocks down and the walk up was click clack cobblestone...I wondered how long and how many people it took to put all these cobblestones down, it was massive. The gates were plated in gold, and the palace itself wasn't open anymore, which we knew, but were willing to spare for the French Open (we really don't like museums that much) and went to the garden instead. Now, when I say garden I don't mean like your mother's backyard, I am talking hundred probably thousands of acres. WOW! MASSIVE! So many patterns in the trees and shrubs, walkways for eons, hundreds of statues, fountains, ponds you name it. It was incredible. So blissful. I told Lauren I felt like Louis (who Lauren deemed, "a baller" - urbandictionary.com for those who don't know what this means) and must have walked out like Tom Hanks in Cast Away when he yells, "Look at what I have created...I...I have made fire (only referring to the garden)" It really was a spectacle. Of course, pictures below. Mindblowing. They don't even do it justice though to experience the magnitude of it you just need to go - if you're ever near there, just go. Just see the garden, it talks for itself. Beats History class for sure - we talked about how nothing we have learned in history class about Europe (well at least for me) compared to being there. I think this trip has taught me that, you really have to experience a city, it's authenticity, it's culture, hear the people, converse with them, see the sights, wander down some side streets, and yes, read about the history to understand and appreciate the country/city itself.
^^Hi fives with the cherubs - shoutout to Brittany Tabron, you know my little cherub!
Next, we wanted to go to these two gorgeous fountains in the middle of Paris, and I promised my Aunt Lisa I'd throw a coin in for her, she told me before I left her wish was always to do this! P.S. Aunt Lisa, I have video footage for you. So we went and these fountains were so opulent and gorgeous. Pictures say enough. Tossed a few wishes in and we headed back to our hostel.
We bough some yogurt, which according to Lauren's teacher in Jordan last summer, said that this works for sunburn. She did it last summer and said it worked, so can't argue with ancient wisdom. Well, I did, because I'm a science person - but I tried it. Maybe I'll tell the burn unit I plan to work in (no, no job yet sorry, but I'll get there) to try this lol. So we spread plain yogurt on us..and what a relief! Combined with my trusty Advil it made for pain free burns!!!
After that we knew we had a lot we wanted to do the next day (and at this point it's like 10pm) so we planned the next day and headed to b-e-d.
Thanks for bearing with us as we recap the last couple days of our trip...much easier to post pictures and internet connections here in the lovely Suffern, NY.
Love,
Julie and Lauren
Saturday: Pink Flamingos & Notre Dame
Sorry we have been a little behind but wanted to enjoy our last few days, using every last minute possible to enjoy the city.
On Saturday, we got a bit of a late start before heading to the Pink Flamingo for some lunch. We did make some more concrete plans for the remainder of our time, to make sure we would be able to see as many things as possible. We now know its better to hit the road a little sooner. While we were researching, we decided to look up French Open tickets. To our surprise (and probably a little luck) we were able to find cheap, good seats. We were in disbelief the rest of the day that we were GOING TO THE FRENCH OPEN on Sunday! So crazy!
The Pink Flamingo is a one-of-a-kind restaurant. We posted two videos below where I explain how it works (with the aid of helium). You order your pizza at the shop, either to sit down there or delivery. The delivery only goes along the canal, which is only around the corner from the shop. Before you choose your spot, they tie a pink balloon to your wrist so they can find you to deliver your tasty pizza! (It is only a pizza shop, but the pizza is sooo good and makes it an easy delivery) It was a beautifully sunny day and we picked a spot partially covered by the shade of a tree. We sat and enjoyed the atmosphere for about fifteen minutes before our pizza arrived. The ingredients are all organic and local so you could taste the freshness - especially the basil... so great! (Side note: We want to open our own restaurant in the states, possibly named "The Blue Elephant" -- this is another copyrighted idea, so don't think of stealing it!!)
After our meal, we decided we wanted to keep the balloon as a souvenir. Julie suggested untying it but I insisted we suck the helium - which proved for an entertaining video for you all to enjoy. After our antics, we took our customary after-meal walk around the area... it was very fun, filled with young people and families. On the way to the metro station, we even walked by a hospital! It was huuuge!
Naturally, after eating, going to see human remains is a popular idea... so that is just what we planned to do! Unfortunately, fate had other plans for us. We got in line to see the Catacombs but were quickly approached by a museum worker there and told that we would be unable to get into the 'combs before they closed (4 p.m.) Still not sure why they closed so early :(
We decided to search for an internet cafe while we had some time before Notre Dame mass. We walked around a bit before we found the place - it was really nice and even had air conditioning - even though it wasn't turned on until after we walked in haha. We uploaded some photos and videos, checked mail, and did some research.
Before we knew it, it was time to head up-town to Paris's islands and to the Cathedral of Notre Dame. It was immense. The detail on the outside of the structure was insane. The amount of time it would take to chisel just one square metre of stone, much less an entire cathedral, is daunting.
We got to the church around 5:00 so we could make the 5:45pm mass. Turns out, at 5:45pm, there was not a mass, but more of a prayer service. We were happy we sat for this, as the music was absolutely beautiful - not that we could understand what they were singing or saying, but it didn't matter to us. We decided to stay for the 6:30pm mass (which was really a mass!) and it was delightful. We had a program to follow so we could tell where we were in the mass and just by knowing the flow of a mass from the States. Included in the program was an English version of the readings, which was helpful. The only part of the mass we really had trouble with was the homily --- definitely lost! Luckily, there were many other things in the church to enjoy. For the mass, there were two visiting choirs (such great voices) and visiting priests. After the mass, we walked around the remainder of the church. It was absolutely magnificent. The structure and stained glass windows were very impressive. It is a wonder how such things were built without modern technology (just as it is a wonder how the Tour Eiffel, Pyramids, Great Wall of China, and other impressive man-made wonders were built). Below we included a video of the organ playing after mass, a 360 degree view of the church, and people clapping to celebrate the music of the mass.
During mass, there was a small old woman in front of us. She was probably 4'5" at max, conservatively dressed, and very committed to her faith. She even kneeled on the stone floor (there were no rests) when it was the appropriate time. MOM pay special attention here - she even turned around at the organ player a few times to give him a mean look because he was playing so loud. I guess it is not just a St. Peter's/my Mom thing haha. We even got to shake her hand at the sign of peace. After the mass, I turned to Julie and said "I wish I could be her friend" - Julie goes, "I KNEW you were going to say that!!!" haha
Following our tour, we went outside, took some pictures, wandered around the grounds, and stumbled upon some street performers. They were not dancers, as in New York, but skaters! One had in-line skates on while the other had roller blades. They were very impressive and a large crowd had gathered to observe their tricks. This is similar to street danders in New York, but they are bit more creative in their form!
Although they were entertaining, we decided it was time to move on to find some food. Before we were able to spot a suitable restaurant, we found another lock bridge! That morning, I had put the lock we bought in my purse, just in case an opportunity like this came up! We decided to write quotes on it, lock it on the bridge, and throw our keys (one each) in the river. We got a video to capture the moment too! This was a really fun experience for us, definitely a unique idea!
Across from the Cathedral, there were plenty of restaurants with specials, and we found one where we could people-watch and view the Cathedral. We decide to split our meals because we could not decide between two: pasta with herb sauce and salmon. They were incredible!
During our walk, we found some street artists where I picked up a photo of the Eiffel in fall. It was only 3 Euros and something I would not have a chance to buy anywhere else... getting it home without bends or krinkle's would be another story! We walked around a bit more before hoping back on the subway and heading to our hostel.
Another great day down and another one to look forward to: The French Open!!!
On Saturday, we got a bit of a late start before heading to the Pink Flamingo for some lunch. We did make some more concrete plans for the remainder of our time, to make sure we would be able to see as many things as possible. We now know its better to hit the road a little sooner. While we were researching, we decided to look up French Open tickets. To our surprise (and probably a little luck) we were able to find cheap, good seats. We were in disbelief the rest of the day that we were GOING TO THE FRENCH OPEN on Sunday! So crazy!
The Pink Flamingo is a one-of-a-kind restaurant. We posted two videos below where I explain how it works (with the aid of helium). You order your pizza at the shop, either to sit down there or delivery. The delivery only goes along the canal, which is only around the corner from the shop. Before you choose your spot, they tie a pink balloon to your wrist so they can find you to deliver your tasty pizza! (It is only a pizza shop, but the pizza is sooo good and makes it an easy delivery) It was a beautifully sunny day and we picked a spot partially covered by the shade of a tree. We sat and enjoyed the atmosphere for about fifteen minutes before our pizza arrived. The ingredients are all organic and local so you could taste the freshness - especially the basil... so great! (Side note: We want to open our own restaurant in the states, possibly named "The Blue Elephant" -- this is another copyrighted idea, so don't think of stealing it!!)
After our meal, we decided we wanted to keep the balloon as a souvenir. Julie suggested untying it but I insisted we suck the helium - which proved for an entertaining video for you all to enjoy. After our antics, we took our customary after-meal walk around the area... it was very fun, filled with young people and families. On the way to the metro station, we even walked by a hospital! It was huuuge!
Naturally, after eating, going to see human remains is a popular idea... so that is just what we planned to do! Unfortunately, fate had other plans for us. We got in line to see the Catacombs but were quickly approached by a museum worker there and told that we would be unable to get into the 'combs before they closed (4 p.m.) Still not sure why they closed so early :(
We decided to search for an internet cafe while we had some time before Notre Dame mass. We walked around a bit before we found the place - it was really nice and even had air conditioning - even though it wasn't turned on until after we walked in haha. We uploaded some photos and videos, checked mail, and did some research.
Before we knew it, it was time to head up-town to Paris's islands and to the Cathedral of Notre Dame. It was immense. The detail on the outside of the structure was insane. The amount of time it would take to chisel just one square metre of stone, much less an entire cathedral, is daunting.
We got to the church around 5:00 so we could make the 5:45pm mass. Turns out, at 5:45pm, there was not a mass, but more of a prayer service. We were happy we sat for this, as the music was absolutely beautiful - not that we could understand what they were singing or saying, but it didn't matter to us. We decided to stay for the 6:30pm mass (which was really a mass!) and it was delightful. We had a program to follow so we could tell where we were in the mass and just by knowing the flow of a mass from the States. Included in the program was an English version of the readings, which was helpful. The only part of the mass we really had trouble with was the homily --- definitely lost! Luckily, there were many other things in the church to enjoy. For the mass, there were two visiting choirs (such great voices) and visiting priests. After the mass, we walked around the remainder of the church. It was absolutely magnificent. The structure and stained glass windows were very impressive. It is a wonder how such things were built without modern technology (just as it is a wonder how the Tour Eiffel, Pyramids, Great Wall of China, and other impressive man-made wonders were built). Below we included a video of the organ playing after mass, a 360 degree view of the church, and people clapping to celebrate the music of the mass.
During mass, there was a small old woman in front of us. She was probably 4'5" at max, conservatively dressed, and very committed to her faith. She even kneeled on the stone floor (there were no rests) when it was the appropriate time. MOM pay special attention here - she even turned around at the organ player a few times to give him a mean look because he was playing so loud. I guess it is not just a St. Peter's/my Mom thing haha. We even got to shake her hand at the sign of peace. After the mass, I turned to Julie and said "I wish I could be her friend" - Julie goes, "I KNEW you were going to say that!!!" haha
Following our tour, we went outside, took some pictures, wandered around the grounds, and stumbled upon some street performers. They were not dancers, as in New York, but skaters! One had in-line skates on while the other had roller blades. They were very impressive and a large crowd had gathered to observe their tricks. This is similar to street danders in New York, but they are bit more creative in their form!
Although they were entertaining, we decided it was time to move on to find some food. Before we were able to spot a suitable restaurant, we found another lock bridge! That morning, I had put the lock we bought in my purse, just in case an opportunity like this came up! We decided to write quotes on it, lock it on the bridge, and throw our keys (one each) in the river. We got a video to capture the moment too! This was a really fun experience for us, definitely a unique idea!
Across from the Cathedral, there were plenty of restaurants with specials, and we found one where we could people-watch and view the Cathedral. We decide to split our meals because we could not decide between two: pasta with herb sauce and salmon. They were incredible!
During our walk, we found some street artists where I picked up a photo of the Eiffel in fall. It was only 3 Euros and something I would not have a chance to buy anywhere else... getting it home without bends or krinkle's would be another story! We walked around a bit more before hoping back on the subway and heading to our hostel.
Another great day down and another one to look forward to: The French Open!!!
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Pink Flamingo video Part I
Part II: Coming soon to a PC/Laptop/iPad/iPhone/Blackberry/Smartphone near you!
Caption Contest...
Whoever makes up the best caption for this photo will win a prize! (We'll bring you back something cool!)
Paris walking: Friday, May 20
This shows where we walked (all over the place) yesterday! Let me know if you have questions... we think it ended up being about 5 - 6 miles.
P.S. Our hostel is towards the upper right hand corner, off the map.
UPDATE: FRENCH OPEN (Tennis) TICKETS
We just purchased tickets to the French Open (Roland Garros) for Sunday, May 22. No Americans will be playing but David Ferrer from Spain - ranked 7th in the world and Frenchman Jo-Wilfried Tsonga ranked 17th will be playing along with 2 other females. We will update you later with more details!
Link to Roland Garros/French Open site:
www.rolandgarros.com/en_FR
Link to Roland Garros/French Open site:
www.rolandgarros.com/en_FR
Last day in Nice/Paris pictures Day 1
<-- Re: earlier post, the size of these glasses of wine and the interesting bottle the water came in..plus pretzels!
<-- Sneak preview into Lauren's next post...the Pink Flamingo!
<-- Lo at the Louve..with us, it IS possible to see the whole thing in on day...you just have to walk very fast and not stare at things for more than 2 sec.
<-- On top of the Arc de Triomphe!
<-- Walked a total of 284 steps up the Arc de Triomphe...what a workout
<--Lo and the Arc de Triomphe
<-- Me and the Arc de Triomphe
<-- Ave de Kleber!!!
<-- This picture says it all
<-- Lo and Lady Liberty and the Eiffel
<-- Me and my girl Lady Liberty with the Eiffel
<-- Lo, Lady Liberty, and Me
<-- Eiffel and us
<-- They have these metal statues all over the city...these two people happened to be playing chess by the river, it was quite the game
<-- This is what the trash bins look like over the entire city...how space and green efficient..better than large overbearing barrels
<-- Eiffel with a statue horse walking along the Seine.
<--One of the many museums we passed on our journey
<-- The LOCK BRIDGE!!! (Read the post for more info on this)
<-- Last day in Nice looking for beach glass
<-- Lo with the scenic Nice one last time
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