On the Terravision bus back to Florence now! Long weekend was so spectacular. I spent the first two days in Florence and the last three in Paris. The point of staying in Florence for two of the days was to get a lot of work done, but in actuality I ended up doing none of it. I really tried to, but my computer is broken (when it loads to the desktop screen it crashes and switches to a blue dos screen- Ricky says it’s the “blue screen of death” and there’s nothing I can do about repairing it :( .) I’m not exactly sure how I’m going to get through the last month here in Italy without it..but that’s something I’ll worry about tomorrow. In the meantime when I get back I have to type my Italian paper on the library computer, which of course has a weird keyboard haha. But even though I didn’t get a lot of work done this past week, I did have some great experiences- and got a lot of sleep! Which is always a plus :). Let me break down what I did this week:
Wednesday: Slept in, got gelato at La Geleteria dei Medici (fragola e bacio of course- my favorite). For lunch I met up with Jacopo and he made me lunch at his house. I loved it..being in an Italian’s house and kitchen, watching him prepare food while looking at old family photos. It was great to see the family culture, which is so different from that of Americans. He insisted that what he was making was very simple and not anything spectacular, but nevertheless I really appreciated the gesture and thought it was very sweet. He boiled “pasta piccola”? (The small pasta shaped noodles) with some of his mom’s special red sauce (I told him he was cheating hahah), peeled potatoes to make french fries, cut pane, mozarella, and some salame, and potato chips. He also put out orange soda and vino bianco. Afterward he made some coffee in this tiny coffee maker using the stove..it was so interesting! And then he brought out the “coffee killer” which is this alcohol that you’re supposed to have right after the coffee (I wasn’t a fan haha..it was very potent). It was a great meal..a conglomeration of different foods, all complimenting each other in a way that differs from what I would usually get at a restaurant. It reminded me a little of home..how when we want to eat we grab a little of everything- whatever looks good- and throw it together to somehow make a tasty meal that just hits the spot. It was definitely a great lunch that I’ll always remember. After that we hung out at the villa and listened to music until I fell asleep and he went back home.
Thursday: This day was reserved for cleaning up the mess that accumulated on my side of the room during the week of midterms. I guess you can say I wasted time going into the city to try and find hangers because I couldn’t find anyyy (I don’t like to say that time was necessarily *wasted*, because everything happens for a reasons. At any rate, I was gone for a very long time because I also went to the supermarket and got some snacks for the trip (vanilla wafers- my favorite- and some potato chips). When I came back I cleaned up so I would have something nice to come back to at the end of the weekend, hung out with friends, and jacopo came over to say goodbye. I also had to book the hotel and bus tickets, which took a lot of time.
Friday: James and I left the house at around 3am, ended up not getting on the Terravision bus to Pisa because the time to book online had passed and we had counted on being able to buy a ticket on the bus, but it turns out they were filled. Luckily there were 4 others who weren’t able to get on either, so we all shared a taxi to Pisa, which was a lot more expensive, but at least we made the plane!
This was also my first time flying RyanAir. It was definitely an experience. Flights, if you book early enough, can be ridiculously cheap (like 25 euro), but the trade off is that there’s like no service at all- no food, drinks, tv, even the aesthetics are all plastic. But hey, it gets the job done. It’s pretty much flown by college students or young people traveling, which makes sense because of the price. A lot of people have told me horror stories of how the people are jerks and they didn’t make their flight on time because of issues with their bags, but James and I didn’t experience any issues, lucikly. We flew into Paris-Beavois Airport and took a shuttle into Paris, where we took the metro to our hotel, Relais..?
The next few days were packed..but so amazing. We were so productive and had a great time. First we saw the Louvre and the Muse Orsay (spectacular! Seeing all the paintings and sculpture that I had read about in books for years was breathtaking- especially Renoir’s “Le Moulin de la Galette”, Gericault’s “Liberty Leading the People”, Manet, Monet, and Van Gogh’s “Starry Night.”), had lunch at a cafe’ in the Louvre, got Starbucks! (Woho ice tall caramel macchiato with whipped cream!), shopped on the Champs-Elysses, went to the top of the Eiffel Tower and looked at the city at night (absolutely stunning), had dinner at the Latin Quarter and ate Fondue, saw the Arc de Triumphe, and called it a night.
The next day we had delicious crepes at the Creperie in the Latin Quarter (a section of Paris where the young crowd tends to hang out), went to the opera house, inside Notre Dame, a few random cathedrals, walked all the shopping floors of the Gallerie Lafayette, got Lauren and Jemma a bag at the LongChamp store, visited the Creed perfume and cologne store, had the MOST AMAZING macaroons ever at Laudree, which is famous for inventing the double sided macarones. The line outside it was so long, but it was so worth it. We also went to Moulin Rouge, and ate at the Hard Rock Cafe..which was so great I can’t even express it in words..it felt like home.
Today we slept in, ate at a small cafe’ where we had the traditional French breakfast: a coffee, orange juice, and a croissant (flaky and delicious). We also ordered a crepe with nutella and banana haha. It was so filling and worth it. Then we took a walk through the park. It was nice to see the Parisians taking a stroll on their Sunday afternoon- it’s cool to observe their lifestyle. The italians call it a “passagiata.”. James called it our “sunday walk on la Grande Jatte,” after the Neo-Impressionist painter, Seurat’s painting haha. After we made a quick stop to visit the Bastille, which was just off the metro station, then headed to the hotel to pick up our bags, and caught the bus to Paris-Beaveis.
overall the weekend was spectacular. Now I feel a bit more refreshed to get back to work and slam out the last month I have in wonderful Florence!
xoxo Josette