After a wee bit of a lull—I am
back with lots of stories to share! I apologize for the two-week hiatus from
the blog, but in between visitors to Paris and midterms, it has been a little
crazy across the pond!
Let’s see, where do I even begin?
The weekend prior to my week of midterms was relatively low key and I was happy
to have some down time in Paris. That weekend was particularly neat because a)
my homegurl Marni was visiting Paris from Seville, Spain with her Dad and b) Paris
saw record-breaking temperatures—the warmest apparently since some year in the
1800s.
So, if you’re doing the math from
your end, you can imagine that warm weather + a visit with Marni + the need to
study = a really really difficult time hitting the books. However, with all of
that said—and also quickly learning that the midterms would prove to be a lot
more ‘midtermy’ than initially expected, I made it through a rather strenuous
week of tests.
Feeling a little antsy on
Saturday, I took advantage of the 73 degree Fahrenheit weather and mapped out a
run Jardin de Luxembourg, one of Paris’s most frequented gardens. After a
couple of wrong turns and four kilometers later, I made it. As soon as I
stepped inside the perimeter of the gardens it became very apparent that gardens
are THE place to be in warm weather. There wasn’t one bench, patch of grass or
railing that wasn’t being used for sitting, reading, chatting or boozing. I had
to wedge myself in between a large group of effortlessly chic Parisiennes just
to be able to snap a picture of the pond. Needless to say, I was quite happy that I was
able to navigate my out-of-shape butt to the gardens as it might’ve been the
most beautiful afternoon I had spent in Paris yet.
The following day I met up with
Marni and her dad who were both ready to see a whole lot of stuff in a little
bit of time. So, I put on my tourguiding pants (not really…but I should definitely
look into purchasing some) and planned a route that would hit Église St.
Sulpice, Jardin de Luxembourg, le Panthéon, St. Germain-dès-Près, Café de
Flore, St. Michel, Shakespeare & Co bookstore, Notre Dame, Lock Bridge and
finally end up in the Jewish District (Le Marais) with time to spare.
Marni and her dad met me in the
plaza in front. Their taxi happened to pull up to the plaza just as some
homeless man (un clochard) was telling me how he liked my teeth—thank you Dr.
Fasken!
We successfully hit all of the
designated sites for the day and even had some time to spare. I only got a
little disoriented once or twice and had to pull out my map. However, Marni’s
dad said it was better when I was a little unsure of my destination because I
would walk much slower. It was also really neat to talk about the history and
the origin of certain buildings with Marni because as a global studies and
history double major—she is genuinely interested in my fun facts that I have
about each building. Arts & crafts majors, amirite amirite?
We ended our visit with a stop to
the world famous falafel stand in Le Marais called L’As du Falafel and the
sandwich definitely earned its international reputation.
Welp, that’s
all for now—stay tuned for the post about Casey’s visit (I am doing a double
header to make up for my slack)
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