Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Day 3: Paris

We woke up early our first morning in Paris, around 8am. Our hotel served a delicious French breakfast downstairs. We feasted on croissants, eggs, bread, and other French delights. Our first stop of the day was the Eiffel Tower. We took an elevator all the way to the top and had a lovely view of the entire city.

After our descent from the Eiffel Tower, we looked for somewhere inexpensive to eat lunch. We must have passed ten different restaurants before finding the perfect brasserie for lunch. We split a chicken sandwich with mozzarella and tomato, a spinach and salmon quiche, a chocolate eclair, and a Fanta, all for a very low price. We took our delicious lunch over to the Champs-Elysee, sat on a bench, and ate while watching Paris zoom by on the busy street.

After lunch, we walked down the Champs-Elysee. Everything on that street was very expensive. We found a shoe store that sold some very impractical pairs of shoes for thousands of dollars per pair. We walked all the way to the end of the street and sat down to admire the giant obelisk.

After a brief rest at our hotel, we went to the Jardin de Luxembourg (during open hours this time!). We wandered around until dinnertime. My dad made reservations at L'Epi Dupin, a fabulous restaurant with delicious food for great value. We had difficulty ordering, since the only menu was hand-written in chalk in French on a wall. We eventually managed to order our meal, which consisted of duck confit, eggplant parmesan, cod, rabbit, peach, chocolate cream, kir royals, and tea. Each course was delicious.

One particularly memorable aspect of our dinner was the couple who sat at the table next to us. Tony and Stacey helped us order our meal, and we shared some lovely conversation with them throughout the evening. They have a daughter who I think is around our age. They also live very close to my grandparents. We may end up seeing them at some point this summer. It's funny how you can plan every detail of an evening, yet the most memorable aspects can be the unexpected ones that are impossible to plan.












Monday, June 8, 2009

Day 2: Madrid to Paris

We woke up nice and early to catch our flight to Paris. We stopped by a little cafe to grab hot chocolate and churros. The hot chocolate was very thick and extremely rich - we had trouble finishing our tiny cups. Churros, unlike their Mexican counterparts, have no cinnamon sugar and are similar to plain donuts.

We had decided to leave Ariana's suitcase with the Madrid hotel so we didn't have to lug it around the rest of Europe - this was an excellent idea! For a nominal price, we could get around with one large bag plus one small backpack each. That's definitely the way to go.

We flew RyanAir three times throughout our trip - Madrid to Paris, Paris to Venice, and Rome to Madrid. There's no assigned seating, but unlike Southwest, it's simply a first-come-first-serve arrangement where people start lining up at the gate up to an hour ahead of time. RyanAir also keeps costs low by flying in and out of small regional airports - this also means that we needed to take shuttles into the center of the city. We hurried to be the first on the shuttle, and we lucked out because our checked bags were the first couple off the plane. The shuttle to Paris took about an hour and was easy enough - then we just hopped on the metro and went to our hotel.

We had dinner at a little cafe across the street. They made a mistake and served us a cheese spread platter that we didn't order - we enjoyed it for a few minutes before they came up and said "Ceci n'est pas pour vous!" (This isn't for you!) and took it away. Oh well, we didn't get charged for it, and we certainly enjoyed it a lot! Then we went next door to get Ariana's first nutella crepe.

We wandered the city, saw the Pantheon and arrived at the Jardin de Luxembourg just as it was closing for the night - so we went back a different day.

The hotel had no shower curtain and the showerhead was on a long flexible pipe - as much as we tried to stay neat there was always a mess of water on the floor at the end.













Day 1: Madrid

Note: Marc and I took turns writing blogs describing our trip. Some are from my perspective and some are from his. Enjoy!


On day one of my whirlwind tour through Europe, I woke up early to go to the airport and check a suitcase. Marc was arriving in Madrid about an hour before I was to arrive, and he had the number of my Spanish cell phone. My flight went very smoothly. Shortly after I arrived in Madrid, I got a call from Marc. We had originally planned to meet at Customs, but we decided instead to meet at my baggage carousel for a variety of reasons. I told Marc that I had just landed and would be with him shortly.

My journey to the baggage carousel took longer than expected. The Madrid airport has many signs, some which are slightly misleading. I ended up leaving the correct terminal, taking a tram to the wrong terminal, then taking the same tram back to the right terminal. I eventually found my way over to baggage claim, where Marc was already waiting with my suitcase. It was wonderful to see him after 4 1/2 months away, especially right after getting lost.

We navigated through the rest of the airport and opted to take the 2 euro Metro rather than an expensive taxi. The Madrid Metro is simple, clean, and fast. We quickly found our hotel and settled in. Then we went out to explore our neighborhood. We found what we thought was a tapas bar and Marc had his first sangria. We then found out that there were no tapas, we were in a drinks-only cafe and my guidebook had mislead us. With the strong Spanish wine from a tiny little glass of sangria hitting our empty stomachs, we set out in search of Spanish food.

We eventually found a lovely place with a very inexpensive fixed-price menu. Marc had his first gazpacho and tinto de verano. We went back to the hotel to nap, and when we woke up it was time to find a restaurant for dinner. We tried to find a tapas place and searched for an hour or so, but eventually settled on a little restaurant with some traditional dishes. We had a sandwich and Spanish tortilla.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Back Home

I am now home after an amazing two weeks in Europe with Marc. We had a fabulous time, and we'll soon post blogs and pictures describing the trip. Both of us got sick during the trip, but we're both very close to being better now. I think we took about 2000 pictures during the two weeks, so it'll take awhile to pick and choose which ones to post.

Tomorrow I interview for volunteering at CORA (Community Overcoming Relationship Abuse), Thursday I interview for volunteering at Planned Parenthood, and Friday my wonderful little brother graduates from high school. It's going to be a busy week! It's good to be home.

Friday, May 15, 2009

Okay, I'm still here...

Today I took one last walk around Sevilla to see my favorite places before leaving. I went to the Plaza de España, the Parque María Luísa, my university, the Cathedral, and one of my favorite plazas with a delicious ice cream place.

The other day, I was thinking about how much I miss the Renaissance Faire. Ironically, there was a "Medieval Market" in the park today on my way home. There were vendors in costume, large birds of prey, little donkeys, and lots of adorable little booths selling all sorts of neat things.

Only 11 1/2 hours until my flight to Madrid and Marc! I just realized that I'm now a college senior. How odd.

Pictures:
1) Avenida de la Constitución
2) the moat next to my school (yes, my school has a moat)
3-4) Plaza de España
5-12) surprise Medieval Market!












Thursday, May 14, 2009

Adios, Sevilla

I just finished my last final exam! I'm now finished with my life as a student in Sevilla. I felt pretty good about all my finals, I think I'll manage A's and B's in each class depending on how the grades transfer from the Spanish system to the American system. I now have the rest of today and all day tomorrow to pack and say my goodbyes to my host family. I'll miss Sevilla, but it's hard to be sad when I know I'll be with Marc in two days beginning one of the most amazing trips of my life. I'm looking forward to the weeks ahead.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Spanish goodbyes

This week I've been having my final goodbyes with some people in Spain. Monday night was our goodbye dinner, and I got to spend a couple of hours with all the people who run Geranios. It was very hard to say goodbye to María José. She told me to let her know next time I was in Spain. We got pictures with everyone and parted ways, and the fact that I'm leaving Spain is becoming more real as my last wind winds up.

Yesterday was my last day working with Miriam. We exchanged many hugs at the end before she left. She got me a necklace as a going-away gift, which was incredibly sweet of her. She also told me that I'd been a very good teacher and friend to her this semester. I told her she had been the same to me. I'm going to miss her! We have each other's email addresses, so hopefully she'll be able to let me know if she's ever in the U.S.

I'm going to a secondhand shop in two days to try and sell my internet router, so I will be without internet for a little while before leaving. I can't believe I'm almost done!

Pictures:
1) Geranios group
2) María José and Nuria, my two Geranios teachers
3) Mercedes and Miriam
4) host brother Alex appropriately wearing one of his heavy metal shirts (all my little brothers are taller than me)