With Love, From Paris
Okay. I am absolutely ridiculously behind on blogging. It is appalling. But I have some really good excuses. There were papers, and then finals, and then I travelled with my family for 2 weeks, was home in Syracuse for a week, came to DC and started working again. I am doing blog posts for my internship, if that makes you feel better. I still need to write about Paris, Sorrento, Morocco, and the trip I took with my parents. It might take me a while to catch up, since I am doing a lot of writing for my internship, which is awesome, but it is also pretty time consuming. But as always, I will start with Paris.
About two months a while ago I went to Paris with one of my best friends. We had been talking about going to Paris together for a year, so finally being able to go was really exciting and kind of surreal. We had both been to Paris before, so we weren’t rushing around to see and instead we could be fancy and wear dresses and have picnics in front of the Eiffel tower and take a selfie with the Mona Lisa.
Paris was so refreshing. Spending time with a friend I hadn’t seen since August, enjoying one of my favorite cities, it was a well-needed break from reality and all the work that I have had to do this semester. As much as I love Rome, Paris has always had a special place in my heart, from the moment I saw it almost exactly four years ago.
In Paris, we explored the city, with no real obligations or plans. The first day we were exhausted, so we went to our hostel, changed clothes into fancy dresses and put on some red lipstick before heading out to the Eiffel Tower.
We bought wine, cheese and bread and spent about 4 hours eating, drinking and just enjoying the atmosphere in front of the Eiffel tower. It was honestly one of the best days of my life.
The next 2 days were spent exploring the city. We went to Sacre Cour, where we accidently saw the church proceedings, which was interesting to say the least. We explored Montemare, which has always been one of my favorite places. I would love to paint in Paris for a month, just enjoying the scenery, the culture, and do something that I love but never have time for.
We got crepes and gelato and went to Notre Dame and then the Louvre. We spent way to long trying to figure out where the Mona Lisa was so we could put on our best smirks and take a selfie with her. We went shopping in front of the Arch de Triumph and got lost trying to get macaroons.
We got brunch at a world famous place and saw the beautiful Monet’s at the Musée de L’Orangarie. We enjoyed life, and took a break from the real world.
The week after Paris I went to Mount Vesuvius, Sorrento, Capri, Pompeii and Naples. Hiking Mt. Vesuvius was awesome, and it was my 3rd volcano that I have hiked, which was pretty cool. We got to explore Sorrento, which is a beautiful little town in the Amalfi coast. This trip was another school trip, but the hotel food was about 15x better than it was when we went to Tuscany.
We took a boat to Capri, which is a island off of the Amalfi Coast. My friends and I decided that we wanted to go swimming in the blue grotto, which is this cave in the side of the island that literally glows blue. It was extremely cold water, but definitely worth it.
I felt like a mermaid swimming in the glowing water, like something out of that Australian show (you know the one I’m talking about, where they turn into mermaids in that cave? I think its called H2O). We had to bribe the guy who paddled us into the cave to let us jump out, and avoid the jellyfish that were floating around, but I highly recommend trying it.
We took a chairlift to the top of the island, which was also extremely cold. I was still soaking wet from swimming like mermaids, and we were literally standing in the clouds. It was a really cool experience, though, and definitely one of the more interesting chair lifts that I have ever been on.
At night, we snuck back on to the beach (after a couple long islands), and jumped off the pier into the ocean. It was exhilarating, a type of freedom that you can only achieve when you are a little tipsy and not wearing any clothes. We danced in the moonlight and yelled at the Italian men who were staring and whistling on our walk home.
We also got to explore Pompeii, which was incredible in its own way. I couldn’t stop thinking about my Latin class from high school, where we had talked about Pompeii and its destruction. It was incredibly preserved.
Paris and the Amalfi coast were such different experiences, both amazing and freeing in their own way.
Next up, I will be talking about my trip to Morocco, and after that the two weeks I spent traveling with my family, where we went to Lake Como, made a quick trip to Switzerland, took the train to the South of France and ended up in Barcelona. Hopefully it wont take me 3+ months until my next blog post, but no guarantees.