Time for another update in the aftermath of our Parisian adventure. First of all, before freezing conditions for an entire weekend of touristy activities made my appreciation of and desire for a good pair of ear muffs exponentially more apparent.
The weekend began with a little hotel disaster. Not only was our hotel the definition of a pit, it was actually the manifestation of my worst nightmare to the point that camping would have been a better option. No pillows, the lingering of a chain smoker's holiday, hairs in the sheets, broken shower. Needless to say it was a girl's paradise. But no worries, after a small breakdown, we headed to a good old quality American chain hotel and the trip turned around for the better.
We saw the Eiffel Tower, the Champs d'Elysse, the Arc de Triumph, the Louvre, Sacre Cour (pardon my horrid spelling). We ate our way through the French landscape--crepes, bread and cheese, croissants, hot chocolate (not French but necessary for the cold), onion soup. Just saying, the city of love didn't give me a new romance but instead just more of me to love as I'm pretty sure the city added 45 inches to my waistline. AWESOME.
What else, let's see. That's pretty much Paris. Lots of walking, lots of eating, lots of picture taking. I was a blatant tourist and I didn't hate it.
More to come after finals week ends Tuesday and then we take off for ROME and Zurich YAHOO!
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Winning London
Okay well I figured after being here more than a week it was time to actually start blogging again. Let me tell you, this is a fabulous place. The accent is great, the history is great, the fashion is great, the dancing...well as illustrated by the club we were at, not so great, but everyone needs a weakness right? So last night was spent at a club that actually very closely mimicked a high school dance--throw backs including Scrubs by TLC and strangely enough girls dancing barefoot included. I left the club convinced I will now be adding a part to the blog with muploads of ridiculous things I see people wearing when I go out that they couldn't have possibly looked in the mirror or they just have very mean friends, and title it "Oh no she didn't."
It's in the works.
Anyway this trip has been jam packed with activities so far. I've taken an ice cold boat cruise on the Thames, a tour of the Tate Modern, 2 visits to Bourrogh Food Market (let's just say I now have my frequent shopper card from the little pesto stand, which they say lasts 6 weeks, but let's be honest, is gone by the time the market opens the next week), a lovely stroll around the Somerset House to see the 20 years of Dazed and Confused and Journalism in Conflict exhibits (I will hopefully be having my internship interview at Dazed Digital within the next few weeks--it's a very edgy British magazine that I absolutely love, but I can say otherwise for one of the shocked travel companions I brought to the exhibit who was very alarmed by the nudity and extremity of some of the shoots--which actually made the trip even more entertaining). I've casually stopped to get a cider on a docked boat turned bar, gone grocery shopping about a million times, joined a gym and have actually used my membership regularly (shock and awe que), enjoyed high tea sans curdled cream at Harrods, ripped my pants during a dance off at the student union bar at Imperial College (right up the road from us, and when I say ripped, I mean very very torn) and become, sadly, a teenager when it comes to my sleep cycle due to the fact that I live in the basement of the building with a window that instead of looking outside, stairs straight into our shared kitchen, which is good for spying but bad for natural light.
I think that is a rather complete general update for now. More regular posts to come soon!
love and no caffeine,
Michelle
It's in the works.
Anyway this trip has been jam packed with activities so far. I've taken an ice cold boat cruise on the Thames, a tour of the Tate Modern, 2 visits to Bourrogh Food Market (let's just say I now have my frequent shopper card from the little pesto stand, which they say lasts 6 weeks, but let's be honest, is gone by the time the market opens the next week), a lovely stroll around the Somerset House to see the 20 years of Dazed and Confused and Journalism in Conflict exhibits (I will hopefully be having my internship interview at Dazed Digital within the next few weeks--it's a very edgy British magazine that I absolutely love, but I can say otherwise for one of the shocked travel companions I brought to the exhibit who was very alarmed by the nudity and extremity of some of the shoots--which actually made the trip even more entertaining). I've casually stopped to get a cider on a docked boat turned bar, gone grocery shopping about a million times, joined a gym and have actually used my membership regularly (shock and awe que), enjoyed high tea sans curdled cream at Harrods, ripped my pants during a dance off at the student union bar at Imperial College (right up the road from us, and when I say ripped, I mean very very torn) and become, sadly, a teenager when it comes to my sleep cycle due to the fact that I live in the basement of the building with a window that instead of looking outside, stairs straight into our shared kitchen, which is good for spying but bad for natural light.
I think that is a rather complete general update for now. More regular posts to come soon!
love and no caffeine,
Michelle
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
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