This past week in Paris, I decided to venture on my own for a little bit. After leaving the Lourve, where I stayed for four hours with my parents, I decided to head to the Museum of Modern Art. It was about a 49 minute walk, or a 7 minute taxi ride. Being the fit & fun & frugal gal that I am (haha), I decided to walk it. The walk was long, but enjoyable. It went very quickly and I enjoyed having some time to myself. I walked along the Seine river and saw some amazing views of the city.
As I walked, I thought about how I would be the only one to ever have this memory. I would be the only one to remember both the disappointment of realizing that the MoMA was closed and the excitement when I stumbled along a cute bookstore. This, to me, is very special. I really like the idea of traveling alone. At some point in my life, I plan to travel alone. Where I’ll go? Who knows. Wherever I want!
Welp, as you can tell, I kind of fell off of the blogging train during my trip to Europe. I may not have electronically documented proof that I traveled to said countries, but the memories and written notes that I brought back to the States are enough for me. However, while in Paris, I did make a list of everything that I did on each day. I will post the list here, more for myself than anyone else. Nonetheless, feel free to read along. Perhaps even close your eyes and imagine that you were there yourself! It was magical!!
The evening that we got there:
Walked around (Notre Dame, Shakespeare Bookstore, Love Locks on the bridge)
Lunch at a random restaurant near the hotel because it was raining
Dinner at the restaurant by the sand park
Oyster snack after dinner with a nice man that had a neck brace
Gelato (the first of many late-night gelato trips!!!)
Breakfast at the hotel
Catacombs — our guide was a bit slow, but very informational; lots of bones.
Delicious lunch; ravioli and rocket salad (this was in the Francisco Square)
Conciergerie — a prison where people were kept before their executions (no executions actually took place here). There was a chapel for Marie Antionette, where her jail cell was located.
Cemetery — Oscar Wilde & Jim Morrison
Oysters for dinner // Thompson’s had Indian food by the hotel
Gelato — same place as the night before (our favorite!!!)
Flea Market — lots of antiques and whatnot
Lipp Restaurant for Lunch
Museo de Orsay
Met up with backpackers — Hannah, Kevin, Adran, Mason, Chika, Emily H., Marc, Sarah M.
Eiffel Tower at night and a crepe (dark chocolate)
Wine @ Airbnb
Lourve — we had a very nice and informational guide
Lunch at the Lourve — sandwich on a nice baguette
Walking adventure (MoMA was closed, walked 7 miles alone)
Fru-fru fancy 5-course dinner // the Thompson’s ate Mexican food!
Chicken wrap for lunch @ the Park
Middle Eastern buffet for dinner @ the Park
Joe & Rebecca:
Restaurant Supply Market
Food area by The Market
Lunch @ delicatessen (long ham and cheese sandwich, torta, raspberry pastry)
Dinner @ Chez Ferdnand
Versailles — we had a great guide (Serge). The gardens were amazing (and my favorite part)!! It was also interesting to see all of the bedrooms.
Lunch at Versailles — salad with pine nuts and Brie cheese
“List three words that you would use to describe yourself.”
This is a question that I have been asked hundreds of times between leadership camps and interviews. Despite all of this practice, I have always struggled to answer this question. Three words to describe me?
I am organized — no question about it. I’m funny — despite the fact that I laugh at my own jokes AND I’m probably the only person that would describe myself this way. I am decisive — unless it comes to ordering at restaurants.
However, right now, I have never been more sure of a word to describe myself: small.
Over the past 3 weeks, I have traveled through Italy with some of my closest friends. I have been to Rome, Vatican City (does that count???), Florence, Sienna, Arezzo, Pisa, Viareggio, Pompeii, Sorrento, Capri, and Positano.
These places have all contributed to making me feel small. Now, I don’t mean to say that I feel insignificant or weak. I simply feel that there is so much of this world that I haven’t explored. Sure, the world is big. But this is the first time in my life where I have truly acknowledged this.
I have just arrived in Paris, France. I’m going to spend about a week here before heading back to the states. Upon my arrival home, I’ll share some of my pictures and experiences.