Friday, June 1, 2012

Au Revoir Paris!

Salut mes amis!

Bittersweet time now with Paris coming to a close. Not quite sure what to make of it, so there will be plenty of journaling on my 17 hour voyage home. I don't have time to write much, as my shuttle arrives to get me in 15 minutes, but just wanted to upload some pictures from my last days in Paris. It was wonderful to say the least. This semester has been an eye-opening adventure full of growth, joys, and new opportunities. I have thoroughly enjoyed my time here and will be sad to leave, however, Texas is calling my name. By the time anyone in the states reads this, I will be in London, about to depart for DFW. Home sweet home I come. Texas by nightfall.

Saying good-bye to sweet Azita and David...the owners of my favorite café where I became a regular
Last cooking class..making macaroons and chocolate truffles!

Hotel de Ville

Last dinner out with Ash...ordered escargot again!
Her precious dessert. So artistic
Seine boat cruise...note le Tour Eiffel in the glasses!

Naturally we were hungry so we brought baguettes and cheese...not trying to be French. It's just logical!
Café on the top of the Pompidou Center, overlooking Paris rooftops
And the delicious hot chocolate...because yes, it was that chilly 
Last evening in Paris...wine and the Eiffel Tower
You're welcome Clemson
Beautiful...it never gets old.
Last post from 71 avenue Marceau. We've had some great times! Au revoir and see you in Texas!

Bisous.

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Vie Amoureuse.

Le Tour Eiffel sparkling right before it turns off for the night-the most beautiful 5 minutes of the evening

Salut!

Well classes are out and exams are almost done. I am 3 hours from summer, with my Examen Orale being the only thing left between me and that sweet sweet time of year. I had my major French exam last Saturday, which lasted for 3 hours and accounts for 80% of my overall grade. Absurd that I attend class every day of the week 2 hours per day for 4 months, and that accounts for 20%. The proportions seem out of whack to me, but I’m in France and under France’s rules. Needless to say, I’m happy to have that done.

Classmates before the exam
Life has been beautiful. Paris has decided to open it’s skies and allow sunshine to surround us…a rare occurrence. But we have soaked up every ray of it.

With our last days in Paris closing in quickly, I have gone to some of the last museums I wish to see during this time in Paris. First I went to Mémorial de la Shoah, which is a Jewish history memorial and outline of the destruction of the Jews in Europe. It was very intense but very moving.



We also went to the Rodin Museum. I had been waiting on this museum all semester, as it was closed for renovations and has only recently re-opened.


Dome of Les Invalides on the left and tip of Le Tour Eiffel on the right









 After our major exam, Lauren Missy and I went to a local flea market. Unlike some of the other ones I have found in Paris, this one was very authentic and flea market-esque with everything you could think of being sold at a bartering price. I thoroughly enjoyed the environment, largely due to the gorgeous Saturday afternoon it was and the exam was over.




I spent the rest of my Saturday in Jardin des Tuileries, relaxing on the grass, reading, and taking a nap or two in the warmth of the sun.

Looking down from the Louvre, through Tuileries, past Concorde, down the Champs, to L'Arc
Sadly, 1 of our 3 roommates, Natalie, left last Sunday to make her way back to the United States. Sad to see her go, we decided to do something for her last night, which we had talked about all semester. BUNNY PARATROOPERS. Naturally, right? With our bunny parachuters that Natalie’s mom had sent for Easter, we enjoyed our last night together by parachuting plastic bunnies off of our 7-story high balcony to the ground below. Fun night, and Nat is dearly missed.

Bunnytrooper about to parachute with Le Tour Eiffel
Being in Paris, I had the convenient once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to attend the French Open (known as the Roland Garros in France) on Sunday!! It was quite the exciting experience. After a great deal of help from my aunt and father, I finally snagged a ticket on court Philippe Chatrier, 7th row. From noon until 9, I watched the beautiful sport of tennis unravel in front of me. A man from Mississippi, who was sitting behind me, was so kind as to give me insight and teach me some things I didn’t know throughout the matches. I watched the men’s singles between Del Potro (Argentina) and Montanes (Spain) first. Next, Kuznetsov (Russia) and Tsonga (France) dueled it out. That match was my favorite—as Tsonga is a well-loved French tennis player, currently ranking World No. 5 in men’s singles, which he achieved this past February. Needless to say, the fans were going crazy and the stadium was packed. Also, Tsonga is quite the theatrical tennis player, expressing his emotions openly, making the match an entertaining one to watch. Finally, ended the day with a solid match between Venus Williams (yes—America) and Ormaechea (Argentina)! Some people aren’t the biggest fans of women’s tennis, as they claim it moves too slowly, which was evident in the amount of open seats in the stadium. However, I thoroughly enjoyed the match and cheering Venus on as one of my own. It was a memorable day to say the least. It’s one of my most favorite things I’ve done since being in Paris, which says a great deal about the event, as I have explored many places in Europe. I absolutely loved it.
Match #1


JW Tsonga
Match #2
 Tsonga winning his match



Venus Williams



 Venus winning her match


Gorgeous sunset
Ash and I decided to go explore the outskirts of Paris yesterday. We went to L’Isle de Ste Catherine, with it’s country homes and quaint rivers. Although it didn’t turn out to be exactly what we had planned, we still had a good time adventuring. We then returned to Paris around 3, only to grab a baguette and cheese from the store and eat lunch in the gardens de Le Jardin des Plantes.





Il y a un incendie
Lunch
Last sushi in France
Every Monday night is jazz night at Le Piano Vache, a bar located in the 5th close to the Pantheon. I have become rather fond of the place and thoroughly enjoy relaxing in the dim lit room on a back cushion, sipping a glass of red wine and listening to the soothing Parisian jazz. Sadly, last night was our last Monday night in Paris and thus the last jazz night for a while. It was one of my favorites however, as Ash and I stayed until 1 AM enjoying the atmosphere, friends, and tapping our feet in beat with the music. I have attached a video from that last night, as there was a guest player filling in for the usual man, and he decided to sing. I have never heard them sing during their jazz, but this man decided to use his one evening to add some beauty to the music. I absolutely adored it. Even though I didn’t capture it all, hopefully this will give you a glimpse into the beauty of the music and the life inside.


Got a light jog in this morning and some things done around the apartment, blogged, and now it’s time to fully get ready for the day and head out to my exam soon! Hope everyone’s doing well wherever they are, enjoying the summer, and fairing the heat nicely (thinking of the sweet Texans)!

French phrase for the day: “Aimer, c’est vivre. Paris, je t’aime.” You can translate this one on your own J

GROS BISOUS.