“We must go beyond textbooks, go out into the bypaths and untrodden depths of the wilderness and travel and explore and tell the world the glories of our journey.” - John Hope Franklin
It's been a while since my last post because I've been extremely busy, but with good reason: my family came to visit! My parents, Aunt Wendy & cousin Sydney flew in from MA on Friday, October 21st and stayed until November 1st, which happens to be All Saints' Day, a big holiday here, meaning I had a nice long weekend!
First evening out on the town, headed to the top of l'Arc de Triomphe
We started off with 3 days in Paris, then flew to Venice for 3 days, Aunt Wen & Syd finished up their trip in Paris and then my parents and I took off to Reims in Champagne country for a couple of days. It was a bit of a whirlwind, but we had an awesome time!
Lots of what we did and saw in Paris and Venice were things I had already done, but it was still fun to see everyone else's reactions of shock and awe upon arriving at each of the sights! I assumed many hats during their visit, including tour guide, interpreter and translator (in both French and my one semester's worth of Italian!), and even got to share my wealth of knowledge about history/art-history/French culture...I think I definitely proved that my $50k/year education is going to good use!
Some highlights from Paris included:
Saturday at Versailles, in the Hall of Mirrors
Drinking hot wine in the gardens at Versailles
Enjoying the fountain shows in the gardens
Picnicking at Père Lachaise Cemetery
Finally getting around to dying my hair for Fall!
My family rented an apartment in the Marais (the 4e arrondissement) for part of their stay, so I was able to spend a few nights there with everyone. Some of my friends even came over for a quasi-Mexican food night, although it was difficult to scrounge up ingredients from the local markets...we had to settle for shredded gruyère cheese instead of cheddar (since this is the only kind of shredded cheese anyone ever sells!), crème fraîche instead of sour cream, and some blend of "Tex-Mex" spices instead of pre-packaged taco seasoning (of which we used the entire giant container, and the food still lacked flavor...let's just say spicy things aren't a French forté). It was great to be able to kick back and visit somewhere quiet outside of all the hustle-and-bustle of Parisian crowds at every touristic monument we went to - and since it was during the last week of October, everyone was on vacation here, so crowds were at a maximum!
Family photo - minus Jared :( !
Unfortunately, my brother Jared wasn't able to come along for the vacation with the rest of the family - a little thing called "college" happened to get in the way. I know he would have had a great time here & we often thought of him and his awesome photography skills whenever we saw something cool to take a picture of, as we know that his unique perspectives on everything would have put our photos to shame! I hope he'll be able to make it to Europe eventually, because I know he'd find it fascinating - hopefully I'll be able to join him when the time comes!
Parents at la Tour Eiffel
Happy Birthday!
My dad turned 50 while in Paris - not a bad place to spend a milestone birthday! My mom knows how much he hates "birthday napkins" and tacky birthday decorations, so of course she made sure to pack a bunch to decorate our apartment with. We had a delicious home-cooked meal and some yummy pastries from the bakery down the street. The festivities were topped off with a visit to the top of the Eiffel Tower! I'd say it was a birthday that won't soon be forgotten!
First meeting of the "sisters"
My uncle's fiancée, Ana, lives and works in Paris, and she came over one night after dinner to meet the rest of the family! They spent a nice evening together getting to know each other, and we all can't wait until Ana moves to the US for good in December.
At Caesar's Palace
Ana took us all out for dinner and a cabaret show at Caesar's Palace in Paris a few nights later. We all had fun dressing up to go out for a night on the town and thoroughly enjoyed our typically French dinner (foie gras, smoked salmon, scallops, duck, and fancy desserts!) and the entertaining show that followed.
And then there was our side-trip to Venice:
View from our hotel room's balcony
We stayed in a renovated villa located right a quiet canal. Waking up early in the morning was much easier when you could throw open the curtains and gaze out onto the peaceful canal.
Dark chocolate gelato - not a bad way to start your morning!
Of course one of the main reasons I really wanted to make a return trip to Italy was because of the food. I couldn't get enough of the gelato, tramezzino sandwiches and GIANT bowls of pasta - the big portions of food made me feel like I was back at home again!
Gorgeous Venetian glassware from the island of Murano
Every street you turn down has shop after shop showcasing the handcrafted glass objects from the Venetian island of Murano. They come in every shape, size and color and you can't help but stop and admire the craftsmanship that goes into each piece. I found a couple necklaces and some earrings that were calling my name, and I'll be sure to think back to my travels in Venice each time I wear them.
One of the many shops selling cool masks
Speaking of craftsmanship, mask shops are just as common as the glass ones. At many of the shops, you can go in and see the artists who are in the middle of creating the masks as you shop!
The Campanile in St. Mark's Square - take the elevator to the top for an AMAZING view of Venice & the lagoon
A bird's-eye (or should I say pigeon's-eye) view of St. Mark's Square
The lagoon and isola San Giorgio as seen from the top of the Campanile
The Doge's Palace
Next, we toured the Doge's Palace. The doge was the elected king of Venice and had lots of power over the politics and trading that went on there. Inside the palace are his apartments, council chambers, armory, dungeons and prisons - great for lovers of warfare and fine arts alike!
Doge's Palace, at right, and the Lagoon
Family in the Doge's Palace
Sisters in front of St. Mark's Basilica
We quickly zipped through Basilica San Marco (St. Mark's Basilica) to see the Byzantine-style architecture of the church. Lots of golden mosaics adorn the walls and five domes of the ceiling. Very impressive, but we weren't able to take pictures inside, so you'll have to use your imagination....or better yet, go see it for yourself!
So many gondolas!!
You can't go to Venice and NOT go on a gondola ride. Unfortunately we had an overcast day and chose to go during low tide, so the smell of decaying mussels, barnacles and seaweed really added to the ambiance....It was fun but really pricey and only lasted half an hour. Our gondolier even classily pointed out a few historic sites by yelling something like "Hey lady, hey mister, look there. Mozart he stay there for six month." It was definitely an experience but we were still glad we went.
During our outrageously expensive gondola tour - ONLY 150 euros for 30 minutes!
Some of Venice's purple glass (they melt gold in with the sand while making it to give it this distinctive color) and the island of San Giorgio behind
Taking the vaporetto, or water taxi, offers views of Venice that are just as nice as those seen from a gondola at a fraction of the price. For 6,50 euro, you can ride all the way up the Grand Canal, which is particularly beautiful at night.
Venice by night is just as gorgeous as by day! View of the Rialto Bridge and the Grand Canal
My last view of the Grand Canal as we headed off to the airport
After saying adieu to Aunt Wendy & Sydney, my parents and I spent their final weekend in France in the historic city of Reims (formerly spelled 'Rheims,' and actually pronounced something like hranz), located in the heart of the Champagne-Ardenne region. Just a 45-minute high-speed train ride northeast of Paris, Reims is a city only a two-hour drive outside Belgium.
Notre-Dame de Reims, the city's cathedral
It is the city where Clovis, the first Christian king of France was baptized in 496 and its cathedral continued to be the place where French kings were anointed during their coronation ceremonies. During World War I, its cathedral was bombed, and the image of the partially-destroyed church was widespread throughout anti-German propaganda, as it was proof that Germans were targeting sites of cultural heritage. The city suffered further damage during World War II; statistics show that before the war there were around 30,000 houses in the city, and after the war only 16 remained unscathed. It was in Reims that General Eisenhower received the unconditional surrender of the German forces, and it was officially signed here in on May 7, 1945. The city has been completely reconstructed, and visitors today would have no idea how badly the area had been destroyed only a few years before.
The cathedral's famous smiling angel
View from inside, looking down the nave
Reims had also been a Roman civilization started around 80 B.C. called Durocortorum. Impressive remains of a ceremonial gateway still stand, and visitors can walk in and around it to admire the strength of the Roman architecture that remains after more than 2000 years.
Ruins of a Roman gateway
There is another, smaller church in Reims, that of St. Remi, the bishop who baptized Clovis as King of the Francs. His tomb lies behind the main altar, and when standing in front of it, the way the sun illuminates the church is amazing.
Inside the church of St. Remi
A bit of fall foliage - makes me feel like I'm back at home in New England!
Since Reims is in the Champagne region of France, you obviously have to visit some champagne cellars while there! We visited two, those of Charles Cazanove and G.H. Martel.
Champagne tasting & tours of the cellars
At each place, you take a tour of the area where the wine is aged and learn about the involved process that makes champagne the delicious, fizzy beverage we all know and love. At G.H. Martel, the bottles are actually processed in a series of rooms 20 meters below ground in what were formerly chalk mines. We learned that during the wars, people actually lived below ground in these mines to escape the bombing going on up above, and the smoke from the fires they made down there to keep warm still stains the walls.
Old instruments used to make champagne
All in all, it was a very busy week and a half, (and I was completely exhausted afterwards!) but I really enjoyed seeing my family and am glad I was able to share a little corner of Europe with them! Now it's time to pack my bags up again and head off to Amsterdam for 4 days this weekend - no rest for the weary traveler!
After living in Paris for a month now, I am finally well-adjusted to the hustle and bustle of life in such a busy city. So much more frenetic and fast-paced than life in sleepy little Westfield and even Providence (my version of "big city living" back home), I was getting to the point of needing a break from dealing with crazy Paris day after day...cue a weekend trip to the northern shores of France!
Our weekend included many stops at historical hot-spots in the regions of Normandy and Brittany (Normandie et Bretagne, en français), both of which are situated along the northern coast of France bordering the English Channel (called la Manche, "the sleeve," in French, due to its arm-like appearance). We got up early to take a 9:10am train from Paris to Bayeux, our first stop in Normandy. After a quick 2 hour ride, we had arrived in the small town of Bayeux, where we walked to a museum to check out the famous Bayeux Tapestry.
The Bayeux Tapestry, with Harold swearing an oath of loyalty, upon relics, to William the Conqueror
The Bayeux Tapestry is falsely named since it is, in fact, not at all a tapestry, but rather an embroidery. (Tapestries are cloths with the design physically woven into the fabric itself, whereas embroideries have their designs stitched on pre-woven fabric so the threads sit on top of the surface instead of being incorporated into it.) It is 70 meters long (230 feet), 20 inches wide, and comprised of fifty scenes depicting the Battle of Hastings and subsequent Norman conquest of Britain by William the Conquerer in 1066.
While French legend maintains that the cloth was commissioned by Queen Mathilda, the wife of William, (as it has been traditionally called "La Tapisserie de la Reine Mathilde" - "Queen Mathilda's Tapestry") it is presently thought that Bishop Odo, the brother of William, ordered the work to commemorate this conquest of epic proportions. The Tapestry wraps around an entire room at the museum and is comprised of 50 numbered scenes from the narrative of the invasion, coupled with stitched words in Latin describing each scene.
The fact that such a large strip of fabric from the 11th century has survived completely intact into the 21st century is amazing, as vestiges of previous centuries made out of fabric rarely survive due to their fragile nature. Its outstanding quality gives incredible insight into the clothing, meals, architecture, boats, weapons, etc. of the time when it was sewn and is a real gem for historians to study. As the fabric is damaged by light, we couldn't take any pictures inside, but the above panorama gives a good idea of the intricate nature of the cloth.
For more information about William the Conquerer (formerly know as William the Bastard, thankfully he did something significant in life so he could change his name!) check out this catchy video I watched at school a few years ago that explains all about William and the tapestry....
After an audio tour of the Tapestry museum, I ate a rather rushed lunch consisting of a salad, some cider and a galette du sarrasin - a savory crêpe filled with cream sauce, a few different types of local cheeses, ham and potatoes - before hopping back on the bus to head to our next stop. Normandy's known as being the region of all things apple, lots of cheeses, dairy products and crêpes, so I think I tried a good sampling of regional cuisine just in that one meal alone!
Memorial at the D-Day Museum
We drove for a while in the bus until we got to Colleville-Sur-Mer, where Omaha Beach, the D-Day Museum and American Cemetery are located. Being a bit of a history buff & especially interested in the World War II era - most of the books I read (historical fiction, of course) take place in WWII Europe - this was a really interesting place for me to visit.
Omaha Beach
As soon as we got off the bus, we found ourselves once again on good ole' US soil, as the American Cemetery was gifted from France to the US and is maintained by the American Armed Forces. The D-Day Museum was very informative, with lots of videos and exhibits to really help you appreciate what you see as soon as you exit the museum. We then made our way down to the sandy expanses of Omaha Beach, one of the five beaches (along with Utah, Juno, Gold & Sword) where the allied forces landed on June 6, 1944 to take back territory from the Germans. "Bloody Omaha," as it was known, was absolutely beautiful - we had the perfect warm and sunny day to visit the beach - but the weather made it that much harder for me to imagine the horrors of war that played out on these very shores.
Enjoying the refreshing waves of the English Channel
After the beach, we had a little time to see the American Cemetery that sits perched just above the shore of Omaha Beach. Reminiscent of Arlington National Cemetery back home in D.C., the expanses of graves really drive home the number of people people who have made the ultimate sacrifice in the name of freedom. You can't help but get goosebumps as you wander among the rows and rows and rows of white grave markers.
Graves overlooking the blue waters of the English Channel
D-Day Memorial and Reflecting Pool
One of the many unknown soldiers
This link gives you a good idea of how vast the 173 acre cemetery here is - if you zoom in, you can see all of the 9,387 perfectly arranged white graves of all those who lost their lives during the D-Day invasion. Zoom out, and you can see all 5 miles of Omaha Beach sitting just to the north of the cemetery. In addition to the graves, there is a Wall of the Missing, on which the names of 1,557 soldiers whose bodies were never recovered are inscribed. Walking around here really made me take a few minutes to appreciate our freedom and the sacrifices that so many have made to ensure it.
Pre-invasion bombing of Pointe du Hoc
Next, we headed 4 miles down the road to Pointe du Hoc, a strategic Nazi stronghold situated atop 100 foot cliffs. The Germans had large cannons all along the cliffs here to defend Omaha and Utah Beaches on either side of it. US Army Rangers attacked the point here in order to destroy German defenses before the rest of the troops tried landing on D-Day, and only after great delay and much struggle in the bad weather did the Rangers discover that the Nazis had gotten rid of the canons and been replaced by huge decoys made out of tree trunks.
Bombed-out land atop Pointe du Hoc
The Germans had already pulled back, making the beaches available for landing, and the Rangers found 5 of the 6 guns only a mile away and were able to destroy them with grenades. A fierce battle still ensued, however, and the original 225 Rangers were reduced to 90 after only two days of fighting.To get a better perspective of how many craters cover the area, check out this view from above.
Cliffs of Pointe du Hoc
Many of the Nazi bunkers still exist more or less intact, and you can climb down inside them to have a look at what it was like to work out of such cramped surroundings.
Nazi bunker
Short, narrow passageways in the bunkers
Some of Normandy's famous cliffs as seen from Pointe du Hoc
Lots of barbed wire still remains
In the picture below, the giant concrete bunker to the right has been blasted apart, and the two large chunks of rubble on the left flew a couple hundred feet away to where they rest today. The intensity of the bombings there is absolutely unimaginable.
On a happier note, we left the destruction and headed off to our hotel in the tiny village of Pontorson. We stayed in Hotel Montgomery, a 16th century house which belonged to Baron Montgomery, the guy who killed French King Henri II after injuring him in the eye during a jousting match. Apparently there's a haunted room in the hotel, but thankfully it wasn't mine!
Frédérique, Eric & I enjoying drinks and games in Pontorson
We ended our evening by checking out Pontorson's only two bars, and even got our crazy secretary from the Sweet Briar Office to come out with us! She taught us how to play a dice game called YAM'S which is pretty similar to Yahtzee, from what I can gather. I gave her some stiff competition, and told her how when people win a gambling game like this back home they sometimes say "Winner, winner, chicken dinner!" After I finally stopped her winning streak, she asked me if she'd now have to share her chicken dinner with me...
Reid, Craig & Jacques super intent on winning at YAM'S
We learned the hard way that the sun in Normandy doesn't come up until a little after 8am, which made our early morning wake-up a little difficult - but it was definitely worth it. A short bus ride later, we were rolling along the Norman countryside, watching a rainbow-colored sky emerge from the fog and even got to see a hot air balloon floating above the region's rustic windmills, what a sight! We arrived shortly after at Mont St-Michel, an island in a bay of the English Channel crowned with an abbey of the same name.
TADA! Mont St-Michel
Formerly known as Mont-Tombe, a religious sanctuary founded in 708 in honor of St. Michael the archangel, the Mont St-Michel became a major pilgrimage site and also served as a military fortress during the 100 Years War. In 1863, the religious community living here at the abbey dissolved and the buildings were turned into a prison. Today, the grounds are fully restored to give visitors a feeling for what life during the Middle Ages was like here on the island.
View from the abbey's cloister
We had time to walk around the village's steep winding main road and sample many types of cookies famous to the island in all of the little shops lining the road. Thankfully we didn't have too much time to wander, because it became extremely congested when lots of tour buses arrived around lunch time.
Rustic stores lining La Grande Rue, the main road on Mont St-Michel
Our last stop of the weekend took us even further west into the region of Brittany (La Bretagne, in French) to the town of St-Malo. The town was founded on the site of a 6th century monastery, and our host dad later explained to us how it was a popular pirate base in the 17th and 18th centuries! Both my host parents are from Normandy and thus very knowledgeable about both that region and Brittany, often supplementing what we learned on our trip with stories of their own.
A replica pirate ship moored in the harbor of St-Malo
By the time we got to the town, it was time for lunch, and what better lunch to have in a harbor town than seafood! The region is very famous for mussels, and I have a particular affinity for scallops, so I had a broiled casserole of fettuccine with cream sauce, scallops, mussels, mushrooms and cheese - delicious!
Nutella beignets!! MMMM!!!
And then, of course, we can't forget about dessert! One of La Bretagne's staple products is the beignet, a giant donut the size of a plate...so we tracked down a bakery and I bought a hot one filled with Nutella and rolled in sugar. It was absolutely delicious, and although I felt way too full after eating it, I do not regret trying it one bit!
The beach at St-Malo
After strolling along the top of a section of the towns ramparts, we decided to hit the beach for the second day in a row. We spent lots of time with the local 5 year-olds combing through tide pools looking for fish and cool shells, and then finally had to head back to the bus to catch a train back to Paris. We had amazing weather all weekend, and heading to the shore was definitely a nice change of pace from all the city weekends I've been having lately.
My friend & roommate for the weekend, Kasey, and I on the beach!
With classes gradually starting, I've had sort of a strange schedule and have been doing lots of small, random things throughout the past week or so, so here's an update!
King Louis XIV by Hyacinthe Rigaud (1701)
I've taken a few more trips back to the Louvre - I think I've been there 4 times now? - and still haven't seen everything. Sometimes I go in for a quick fly through with friends, and other times I prefer to go alone so I can see what I want at my own pace. It's been abnormally hot here the past two weeks, with blistering sun and temperatures hitting 85 many days, which is quite unusual here for this time of year. Because of this, I have to admit that on one of those hot days I ducked into the Louvre to check out the gallery of paintings from Northern Europe mainly because I knew that they'd have that wing cooled off in order to protect the fragile paintings. Upon opening the doors to that gallery, my suspicions were pleasantly confirmed. It's also an added bonus that that particular section of the Louvre is not nearly as popular with the hoards of tourists that stampede to air conditioning (a rarity in Paris!) in packs of 50 or 60 at a whack - so I was able to beat the heat and the crowds, score!
l’Opéra Bastille
Another day, I took a tour of l’Opéra Bastille, Paris' second most-famous opera house after the picturesque l’Opéra Garnier. Inaugurated in 1989, housing just over 2,700 seats (making it among the largest in the world), the theater's perfect acoustics assure that there's never a need for performers to use microphones.
Stage decorations of scandalous paintings of women for the opera Lulu
Our guide, Patrick, was very knowledgeable about the theater and guided us through each of its rooms, including exclusive behind-the-scenes locales not normally open to the public. We started off our tour in the deepest depths of the opera's basement, l'enfer, or Hell as it's known in the theater world. He showed us the theater's massive elevators capable of lifting, I kid you not, 500 tons of equipment up 90 meters to the main stage in under 4 minutes. Everything in the theater is automated and very technologically advanced, which even I could appreciate, even though I am not big into engineering.
Making snow-covered trees in the scenery workshop
We followed our guide, who had clearly consumed more than his fair share of wine before our tour, through the scenery and costume workshops at the back of the theater, and it was really amazing to see all the cool things that were being put together by a team of extremely talented artists. We were even led up onto the stage where the scenery for the famous opera Salomé was set up. Although the curtain was closed so we couldn't see out into the part of the hall with all the seats, it was still a neat experience to be in the middle of such a huge stage!
Inside the main opera hall
Our tour ended up in the best seats in the house, in paradis (you guessed it, "heaven"), way up in the center of the upper balcony. The view from here was amazing, and it really makes me want to head back there to catch a performance. There's really no bad seat in the house, and with perfect acoustics, you really can't go wrong. Tickets start at only 10 euros (like $13), so I'm looking into seeing anything I can get a ticket for!
"Le Yéti" by Fred Sapey-Triomphe
Paris also had it's 10th annual "Nuit Blanche" ("Sleepless Night") this past Saturday. It's hard to describe, but the night is pretty much an outdoor trek through Paris to see a bunch of contemporary art exhibits staged exclusively for this one evening. Two of Paris' metro lines and all of its night buses are free and run continuously from 6pm til 6am, making transportation between each neighborhood with a circuit of exhibits quite easy.
Visitor beware, Nuit Blanche turns into a night of drunken debauchery in the streets of Paris, and lines for many of the exhibits were so long it was impossible to see them without spending over 3 hours in line! I had had a very long week, going out many nights in a row, so needless to stay I had to throw in the towel and headed home around 4am. The above picture is of one of the exhibits that I visited...not one for contemporary art, visiting a giant, furry, neon-red glowing yeti surrounded by flashing at 3am was a little bizarre for me, but I guess in a way it was still...interesting?
My classes at Paris 3, the French university I am attending while here, finally started today. I had my first class called "Cinema and Propaganda" today, which sounds like it will be very thought-provoking, despite the overcrowded, undersized, thousand-and-one degree classroom full of students who talk loudly through the entire class and could really care less about being there! Definitely a change from Providence College, where classes of more than 15 students are rare and no one dares speak while the professor is lecturing - it'll take some getting used to, but it's already making me appreciate the American system of higher education, as I have spent the last week jumping through hoops and searching high and low for answers to questions that none of the administration seems to concern themselves with. So after a slightly frustrating first day, I'm hoping my other class at Paris 3, "Culture and Communication," which starts on Thursday, will be a better experience.
Musée d'Orsay
On the other hand, I'm really enjoying the other classes I'm taking through Sweet Briar, the college I'm here with. At their institute, I'm taking "The History of Paris Through Its Monuments" and "Impressionism and Post-Impressionism." For the history one, we have 1:30 of lecture each week, followed by an hour-and-a-half during which we visit the place/monument/museum we have been talking about. Last class, for instance, we talked about Notre Dame, and then rounded out the day with a visit there, which really helps to cement the things you learn about in class into your brain when you can physically see what the professor's talking about instead of just a picture of it on a projector screen in a classroom. And as for my Impressionist class, we alternate weeks between classroom lectures and full lectures in the Musée d'Orsay, Paris' renowned museum of 19th century art where an extensive collection of Impressionist paintings are housed. These two classes are really fun, and I'm sure they'll make up for the stressfulness of the other two university classes I have.
In other, more exciting news, I just finished booking weekend trips to London and Amsterdam with some friends in November! My class schedule happened to work out so I don't have class on Mondays or Fridays, giving me convenient 4-day weekends throughout the semester...so I figured I'd better take advantage of them! Starting mid-October, I have lots of trips coming up - I can't wait! Our program is spending a weekend in Normandy, then my family's coming to visit and we're off to Venice one weekend and the Champagne region of France the next. Combine that with the trips I just booked & I've got a lot to get excited about :) I also have friends in Germany and Morocco who I'm hoping I'll have the time/money/free weekends to visit...only time will tell!
