Since I went alone, I did a lot of planning, which, of course, went awry before I even left the U.S. Right off the bat, my flight was delayed. Apparently San Francisco’s fog problem was grounding planes, and that was supposed to be my connection. The gate agent switched my flight, but left me with a short connection- I would be landing as my flight to Tokyo would start boarding. So I went to the gate for my flight to Denver and begged them to let me on the earlier flight. They told me I could try standby, which I figured was a lost cause. But miraculously, one man didn’t show, and his seat was economy plus. I made my Tokyo connection with time to spare and extra legroom.
We wandered through Shibuya for a while, and Romy pointed out some shops that would be good to go back to for souvenirs. Then we decided to go to karaoke, because it’s a very Japanese thing, and when in Tokyo…. Romy helped me order sake, which was amazing, and then we rocked out to Britney Spears and the soundtrack to Wicked. Unlike in America, karaoke in Japan involves getting a private room, which makes it infinitely better. Seriously, if it was like that in the U.S., I would actually go.
Still to come in Tokyo: DisneySea! Which gets its own post, because Disney is emphatically not the real world.
When we landed in Scotland, we took a cab to Kelcy’s apartment, and she had to leave to work on a project and go to class. I took a good half of the day to catch up on sleep, which allowed me to not feel like I was a zombie, and then I wandered around the University of Aberdeen campus for a while. It’s quite lovely, especially in the fall with the ivy.
After that, we headed to the beach, walking past a golf course along the way, and I accidentally wandered too close to the water and ended up with some very cold feet.
The next morning, we explored Aberdeen! And by that, I actually mean that Kelcy gave me a tour, because she has Tuesdays off from class. She took me through the Maritime Museum, where she’s a tour guide, and told me all about the history of Aberdeen. The city is mostly monochromatic, and the architecture is beautiful but very similar. A big difference from London, where the modern architecture is placed among the older monuments. We went through a museum on toys, and walked through a graveyard, and ended our night at Slain’s Castle, which is an excellent Dracula-themed bar where they have cocktails named after each of the deadly sins.
The next morning, Kelcy had to go back to class, and I took a trip to Inverness. I had signed up to do a Loch Ness cruise, where they drove us from Inverness to the pier, took us on the water for an hour or so, and then gave us some time to explore the castle before dropping us back off in Inverness. They also took us to a museum exhibit on the history of the Loch Ness Monster sightings, which provided a host of theories on what has caused the images and speculation. I ended up talking to an American couple who had booked their vacation because of Outlander, and were very excited to see another American who they could commiserate with over the accents and driving on the wrong side of the road. I also got to walk down to the edge of the water, where I watched a little girl through cookies into the water so she could “feed Nessie.”
I wish I’d had a little more time to explore at the castle, but otherwise I was very satisfied. The views going to Loch Ness and from the boat were stunning, and the Loch Ness Monster is a great quirky urban legend. Our bus driver was hilarious, and it was the perfect day trip. If you’re in the area, the tour company was Jacobite.
From there, I got to explore the rest of Inverness, which is a lovely town. When it started to rain, I ducked into a restaurant, where I was the only one- I guess that’s what happens when you try to eat a meal at 3pm. Anyway, it ended up being the first time in my life that a bartender has given me a free drink, because they were trying to test a new cocktail and wanted me to be a guinea pig. Also the first time in my life I can remember enjoying a drink with gin.
I finished the afternoon with a trip to a bookstore down the street that Kelcy recommended, which was giant and stuffed to the brim with old and beautiful books. Then I caught the train back, and spent a last night on Kelcy’s couch.
After another quiet morning, we took the afternoon train to Edinburgh. I finally tried my first Pizza Express, which was honestly way better than I expected for a fast food pizza place, and then we ended up trying the Frankenstein-themed bar. 10/10 would recommend, the drinks were cool and the atmosphere was fun too.
The next day we got to explore. We started the day at the Elephant Café, famous for being the “birthplace” of Harry Potter because J.K. Rowling used to do her writing there. Fun fact, that picture above the title is the location that inspired Diagon Alley.
Then we wandered up and down the Royal Mile, took pictures up at the castle, and went on a tour of the area underneath the city, Mary King’s Close. They described a lot of the history of Edinburgh, how it used to be filthy and people walked through human waste, and how the plague spread rapidly through the city. Which only underscores how crazy that woman in Outlander is to strongly prefer staying in the past.
We also went to an art museum, a park, and finished off the evening with a literary pub crawl. The next day, it was another morning of getting up insanely early followed by a long day of travel.
Edinburgh’s a great city, and I can see why many of my friends have raved about it. It was fun to visit Kelcy and get a sense of her life in Scotland, and it was nice that we were able to check off several of the experiences on my list while I was there. I missed being in Europe, and it was nice to be back for a little while. Especially London, which is one of my favorite cities. I’m excited to see where my adventures take me next!
My friend Kelcy is studying in Scotland, and so I decided I would use up this year’s vacation days by visiting her! I booked a trip through London, and we spent the first weekend there before heading up to Scotland.
Getting there was a little complicated than I planned. I woke up in the morning to a text saying my flight was delayed, which would have left me with a whopping 45 minutes to catch my flight to London. In O’Hare, of all places. So I went to the airport early, got my flight switched, and ended up flying through Houston. Luckily, I still got there close to the same time, and I found Kelcy in the airport.
Once we had found our hostel, we went to the British Museum and then wandered around near the Tower of London. We ended up eating dinner in the basement of a bar, where we were alone for the first half of our meal. Since I was somewhat jetlagged, and Kelcy was tired from a busy week of school, we went to bed early so that we could get up early for our next day.
Remember how I said I was coming back to London for a Harry Potter Studio Tour? This is it.
Yes, I am a little obsessed. I’ve been a fan since I was six, so…. this was an incredibly exciting experience for me. I got to see a full replica of Hogwarts, and walk down Diagon Alley, and walk through the Hogwarts Express, and eat Butterbeer ice cream. It was everything I hoped it would be.
We had to hurry, though, because we had also booked a matinee performance on the West End! We saw Les Mis, which is an awesome show. While I’ve liked the music for a long time, I had yet to see it live. They had this rotating stage that they used very effectively throughout the production, and of course the talent was amazing.
The next day was another busy one, this time to Stonehenge. Kelcy found this great all-inclusive package that started in Salisbury. We started at the Salisbury Cathedral, which is the home of the best preserved manuscript of the Magna Carta. There are only four remaining. The cathedral is beautiful, but it was extra special to see such an impressive piece of history. You have to go in a special room where it’s in a tent, and no one can take pictures or let in any light because it’s so old.
After that, we took the bus out to Stonehenge. I was excited to see the stones in person, although I admit there’s not a whole lot out there besides the stones. But the mystery of them is fun, and they’re such a well-known landmark. We headed up to the fort after, which was a lot of low walls indicating where buildings had once been. The views from the hill were beautiful as well.
After that, we headed into Salisbury for dinner, where I accidentally ordered a pitcher instead of a glass of the drink I wanted. Or rather, I ordered a drink and the new, confused waitress made it in a pitcher and then just handed me the pitcher. Nice to know these things can happen even when everyone is speaking the same language during travel…
After that, we took the train back to the city and went straight to bed. Kelcy had class the following day, and our flight was at the crack of dawn. It was totally dark when we waited for the bus to take us to the airport, which continued to mess with my circadian rhythms. Probably not the proper way to beat jet lag….
To be continued with Scotland in the next post.
Shortly after Nationals, I left again to go visit my friend Emmy in DC! She goes to American University, so I could stay with her while I was there. I arrived in the evening, and after getting to her apartment, we went to bed early so that we were ready for a full day of sightseeing.
I’ve been to DC three times, although all of those times were for mock trial and that meant my sightseeing was pretty limited, since I spent most of the time there in various courtrooms or classrooms in skirt suit as I testified about nitrogen narcosis in scuba divers. Although the second time I was there, we did end up stuck for an extra night because of inclement weather and took a limo to the White House (or tried to, at least) and a cupcake shop. Those were some great times, and I was really excited to get a chance to see more of the city.
Thursday started out going to breakfast, and then we headed to the area around the White House. After taking the classic tourist picture, we headed to a modern art museum, which had a couple amazing rainbow pieces, giant nests, and an alarmingly bright room with bugs on the walls. Then we headed over to the monuments, and wandered through all the classics. The Lincoln Monument, the memorials for Vietnam and Korea, the Washington Monument, and others that I don’t know the names of. Then Emmy had to go to class. I spent my afternoon at the Spy Museum, which was awesome. I paid extra for the spy experience, which was basically an escape room, but even more involved. We got to search an office and run around and hide, and it was fun. None of us “died” so that’s always good. I also wandered through a few parts of the Smithsonian museums and met up with one of my friends from Northwestern for dinner afterword.
The next morning, we went to the Capitol for a tour. I had booked one online, and we got to see the inside, check out where the House of Representatives votes, and see the Library of Congress. There was some beautiful architecture inside, although the dome was under construction. We walked through the botanical garden, and then spent the afternoon at the zoo. Some highlights were the sloth bear, the pandas, the seal that kept coming back to the glass, and hearing a lion roar for the first time, which was frankly alarming.
On Saturday, we started our day at the Holocaust Museum, which I had wanted to see for a long time. After going to Auschwitz (x) back during study abroad, I’ve found myself fascinated by the topic. There was a section on the Cambodian genocide in the basement, which was interesting. The main exhibit on the Holocaust was packed with people, but it was definitely worthwhile. They had videos, and all kinds of old news stories and propaganda. There was an original railway car that was once used for transport into the death camps, and a cast of one of the walls from the synagogue that I saw in the Jewish quarter of Krakow. There were even some of the shoes from victims. In the bookshop, there was a Holocaust survivor selling her memoir, so we got a photo with her and bought her book.
After that rather depressing visit, we went to brunch. The place Emmy wanted to go was closed or something so we ended up finding a tapas place with some strong bottomless sangria. After a lot of drinks, we went to a modern art museum, which is even better inebriated. Then we headed to Arlington to meet Emmy’s boyfriend for dinner.
The next morning, we went to another brunch and got cupcakes afterward, and walked around a little more. It was so lovely to see Emmy again, and I loved DC. The humidity would probably be a challenge for me, but otherwise I’d definitely love to live there.
We went to a tournament at Yale for mock trial. Since it’s outrageously expensive to fly in and out of New Haven, we flew to LaGuardia and took a train up, but a few of us took an early flight and spent a full day in New York. I met up with my friend Laurel, who’s living in Brooklyn and working in publishing right now.
We walked around and saw all the touristy sites, like Times Square and the Empire State building. We went to a cute little café, and I saw where Laurel worked. A lot of it was just time we spent walking the streets of New York and catching up, since it was a while since I had seen her. We went in the M&M store, and she pointed out all the theaters where musicals were currently performing, and I saw all of the places that I’ve always heard about in the city.
We also went to Rockefeller Square, which was cool because of the show 30 Rock (which, if you still have not managed to see it, you definitely should because it’s awesome). Of course, it was also cool because everything was decked out for Christmas, and I got to see the giant tree that they put up, and the skating rink. We went back at night, and even though the square was super crowded, it was worth it to see it all lit up.
Other places that I saw: Wall Street, the giant bull statue, the Statue of Liberty, the Waldorf Astoria hotel, and probably lots of other cool things I’m forgetting because I don’t know Manhattan that well.
We also walked part of the way across the Brooklyn Bridge, which had some amazing views of the skyline. I always love seeing a city over water, because I feel like that’s the most beautiful version of a city. Maybe that’s just something I got from Chicago and Lake Michigan. Regardless, the views from the bridge were pretty stunning.
The night ended when I had to go meet up with my team to go to New Haven, so we headed to Grand Central Station. To be honest, I’ve watched enough rom coms that I full expected some kind of flash mob / dramatic proposal / scene out of a movie to occur, but we just boarded a train as we normally would. It was nice to see a little of Laurel’s life, and I’m hoping I can go back and visit again! While I’ve never had a particular desire to live in New York, their arts scene is unparalleled and I still need to go see shows there at some point.
Ok, time to finally post about my 21st birthday. I know, it’s actually been several weeks since I did the beginning of my trip, but since then school has started and I’ve been dragged into having real responsibilities, like homework and work and applying to jobs. So here it goes.
On Monday morning, Christine arrived to a rainy Paris. After she took a quick nap and I ran an errand, we headed out to the Louvre for a little culture. The line was long, but we waited it out and then wandered through the halls aimlessly and saw some cool statues, beautiful furniture and jewels, and some French artwork. Some of the places I remembered going the last time I was there, although the Louvre is so huge I’m confident that we wandered to some new places as well. We headed over to Opera Garnier once we’d had our fill of art, and then stopped by Galleries Lafayette to marvel at the designer clothing.
At that point, it was getting close to dinner time. For my birthday present, Christine had surprised me with tickets to the Moulin Rouge! We had dinner with champagne, which was lovely, and then watched the show, which was unlike anything I’d seen before. Partially because it was topless, but it also had some pretty crazy acts. There was the rollerskating couple that did the kinds of lifts that you see in ice skating, but they were just twirling in a circle on a raised platform. And there were acrobats who had incredible strength. The man lifted the woman above his head and then got all the way down to a laying position, keeping her above his head the entire time. The dancers did the can can, a woman danced in water with some boa constrictors, and they brought ponies out onto stage. There were black lights, feathers, light up costumes, and giant headpieces. It was a cool experience.
After the show, I wanted Christine to see the Eiffel Tower and L’Arc de Triomphe at night, just as Kelcy had done for me with my first night in Paris. They’re stunning when they light up. We started at L’Arc de Triomphe, and then walked down Champs Elysée for a while until we got close enough to the Eiffel Tower to see it sparkle. It was magical, as always.
The next morning, we started with one of my goals, and climbed Notre Dame. Which is a lot of stairs. The view is incredible, though. Totally worth it. The gargoyles were a lot creepier than they seem in the Disney animated version, by the way. A lot of them were eating small animals.
From there, we walked around and took in Paris. We went to Le Marais, where I got my gift from my parents- a ring with my birthstone- and we wandered into an exhibit on Paris Fashion Week. Then we headed across the Seine to the Latin Quarter. The theme of the afternoon was to feel parisienne, which I think we accomplished. The Latin Quarter is the epitome of Paris to me, with the cafés and bookstores, the boxy shops along the Seine, and that fountain when you get off the metro near Odéon. I actually remembered my way around this time, and took us to the place where I had eaten crepes nearly ten months before since it’s reasonably priced and delicious. We also got ice cream and enjoyed the relaxed atmosphere for a while. From there, we went to one of the other places I remember as feeling Parisian, which is the Jardin de Tuileries. It didn’t disappoint. The whole day was perfect. It captured the essence of the city, with the café culture and magic of Paris. As the sun set, we found our way back to the metro and headed back to the apartment. Both of us had to pack, since I was leaving for the US and Christine was heading to a hotel the next day. Although I wanted the trip to last forever, I’m so glad that Christine joined me for my last two days. I still don’t quite believe that I got to spend my 21st birthday in Paris with such an amazing friend!
À bientôt.
Paris is special enough that it deserves two posts.
Here’s the thing about Paris: everyone romanticizes it. You watch Midnight in Paris, for example, and see the city devoid of people, with tranquil, clean streets where everything is in its place. And certainly, before I visited, that was my view as well. It’s not quiet, though. It’s a proper city, with noise and dirt and crowds of people moving rapidly through the metro and cars that honk all the time. And I think if Paris was exactly like my romanticized imagination, I wouldn’t like it very much. I love that it’s alive, bustling with movement and culture and even tourists. It’s that atmosphere that draws me in and makes me want to keep returning. Paris is the perfect blend of romantic beauty and realism, livable and yet still mysterious.
For those of you who have been following me for the past year, you may remember that I’ve already traveled to Paris, last November (x), and loved it. This was the first trip I booked after the initial details for Strasbourg were taken care of. Due to the timing of the quarter system, I arranged to spend my 21st birthday in Paris. While I originally thought I would be alone, my oldest and very dear friend Christine arranged to fly in on my birthday, so I’m splitting these posts into my time before and after she arrived.
I arrived Friday afternoon by TGV and quickly made my way to my Airbnb, which was adorable but made me feel terribly out of shape with its seven flights of stairs. I had done some research on reasonably priced shops in Paris since I had a lot of shopping to do for family Christmas presents, which led me to the 6th and then into the Latin Quarter. I stopped by Shakespeare and Company, walked along the Seine, stopped in Notre Dame, and got a cinnamon crepe. I ended up in Le Marais for the first time and went grocery shopping on my way back to the apartment. It was so strange to see some of the places I had visited last November. They looked the exact same but so much has changed in my life. This time, I didn’t get lost in the Latin Quarter, and I even managed to find my old hotel… nice to know that mental map took 10 months to develop.
Saturday was a day trip out of the city! Back when I visited Berlin, I took a bike tour with Fat Tire, so I had checked out their Parisian tours and found one to Giverny. We all met up at the train station, and of course it started raining. I apparently don’t have great luck when it comes to bike tour weather. Our group ended up being me and nine Australians. We all took the train to Vernon, where we went to a market and shopped around. I wish the US had bakeries the way France does. After we had all gotten our provisions for lunch, we headed to a picnic spot by the river. It was gorgeous, and as I ate my bread and cheese and strawberries, our guide explained how impressionists were the punk rockers of the art world. Although I’ve already learned about impressionism through DIS, I found the information about how art has evolved from these paintings very interesting. For the first time, I actually saw something in a Jackson Pollock painting beyond meaningless paint splatters, so that has to count for something!
From there, we biked out to Giverny, which is a tiny town that seems to only have bed & breakfasts, art galleries, and one token café. We headed to Monet’s garden, which was stunning. I think if I lived somewhere like that, I’d take up painting! It was split into two parts, the water lily area that contained the Japanese bridge and plants growing freely, and the area near the house with neat rows of flowers organized by their colors. When it started raining, we headed into the house. His studio was the best part of that because they had recreations of many of his pieces on the walls. After we were all done in the gardens, we visited his tomb and then headed back to Vernon to catch the train. During the course of the day, I had befriended an Australian family and they invited me to dinner with them, so we found a place near the train station between our two apartments. It was great to have an intellectual discussion about our cultural differences; we talked about politics, education, art, and how our countries handled their indigenous people. I learned a lot about Australia (which is still on my list of places to go!)
The next day, I left the apartment relatively early and went to a flea market, Marche aux Puces de la Porte de Vanves. Side note, I’m terrible at restraining myself from buying breakable things… but I was pretty productive and got a lot of Christmas shopping done! It was a nice little market, with a good variety of objects and decent prices. Personally, if I lived somewhere that had markets like that, I’d never buy a regular dish again when I could get something beautiful.
I stopped back at the apartment to drop everything off and then I headed out again. I finally walked around the two islands, starting with Île Saint Louis and then crossing the bridge toward Notre Dame. I ended up finding Saint Chapelle, which I had read about due to its stained glass. As anyone who reads this blog knows, I love stained glass, so I figured I should check it out. After waiting in a very long line, I made my way up the stairs into the high tower. Wow. It was AMAZING. Truly beautiful, and well worth the wait and the cost to get in. As much as I would have loved to just sit in the stained glass room all day, my time in Paris was unfortunately limited and I had other places I wanted to go!
So I headed off to Centre Pompidou, the modern art museum in Paris. I remember learning about the architecture in high school, about how they wanted to take the parts of the building that are supposed to be on the inside and put them on the outside. The views from the top are pretty great, with views all around Paris. I spent a long time wandering around the various pieces, trying to see what caught my eye. A few I liked: the strange reflective red glass, the three dimensional mirror, the teal stained glass piece, the dark carpeted room with a loop of rain sounds in the background, furniture aesthetic of the 80s. The works that made me think the most were a series of pieces by a photographer dealing with the uncanny valley, where she would take mannequins and manipulate them to look realistic, and make models and celebrities and turn their photos doll-like; through the pieces she considered what makes people alive. Creepy, certainly, but also intriguing. After a meal at the café, I headed back to the apartment to repack and skype my parents, because the next day was my 21st birthday!
I’ll talk about that on another post, though. À bientôt!
Bonjour, mes amis! The above pictures are from Colmar, France.
So, it’s my last week in Strasbourg! Since my last post in Bordeaux, I’ve been wrapping up my research, including writing myfinal report. I’ve also taken the time to revisit my favorite places in Strasbourg. Including, but not limited to: that ice cream place that scoops ice cream into a flower design, the Jardin de l’Orangerie, Place Kléber, the square around the cathedral, the Galaries Lafayette, and of course the lovely cobblestone streets of Petite France. I even went in one of the fancy jewelry shops and pretended to be wealthy and tried some of it on.
Today, I figured I would try to see a little more of Alsace, and so I headed to Colmar, which I’m pretty sure I saw on a list of “fairy tale towns in Europe” once. And I can see why! From the train station, you walk through a beautiful park with statues and fountains to get to the centre ville. I spent most of my day wandering, although I had a few memorable interactions with the French…
1. Since I didn’t have a map, I asked the lady in a Guess store where the “plus belles endroits” are, and she told me how to get to the area by the canals. She also told me about her children and how she considers talking on the phone in a store to be rude. She was probably disappointed I didn’t buy anything.
2. At a bookstore, a woman asked me to find a psychology book for her on this one shelf (at least I think that’s what she was asking? I had a hard time understanding her) and so I picked out one on psychiatry. Hopefully she’s satisfied with that…… I’m still confused about that exchange.
3. And at another store, I was searching for Christmas gifts (get excited, family) when two salespeople came over to ask if I needed help finding anything and if I’d been there before and if I was satisfied with their service. Considering I still have a stress reaction when people unexpectedly speak to me in French, the encounter was a bit overwhelming, but I answered all their questions and (I think) they even complimented my speaking ability!
Colmar is charming and beautiful, and I’m glad I took the time to do a day trip there before I left. Everyone I interacted with was incredibly nice, and I definitely recommend it if you’re in the area. Tomorrow, I’m packing up for the summer, because Thursday I’m off to Paris! I have three days by myself and then my friend Christine is joining me for my last couple days before I return to the US. If you told me a few years ago that I would be spending my 21st birthday in Paris, I would never have believed it! It feels like a dream come true.
À bientôt.