Last weekend I visited one of my best friends in Paris, where she is now living and working for the second half of her year abroad. I think it’s pretty self-evident that my experience in Paris would have been far different and let’s face it, so much better had our terms in Paris coincided. One of the main problems that I faced in Paris was loneliness, making friends and even having enough confidence to leave my room some days. I can say without a doubt that having the bubbly, sociable butterfly that is Roz Farr there with me would have fixed all of these troubles and Paris would have been much more successful for me in different ways than it perhaps was. Anyway, enough of that and let’s get onto my little weekend break and how Paris compares as a tourist to as a demi-resident / billy-no-mates who can’t afford anything after a weekly shop and a takeout coffee nor can they really communicate very well with anybody, not that there’s anybody to communicate with etc, etc.
10 / 3 / 2018
So here’s a little about my cheeky weekend away in the city of lurrve with my best mate. I arrived at 15.30 on Saturday 10th March after a 6 hour Flixbus from Lyon. After a little miscommunication, we were finally reunited (hurrah!) and headed straight to take some cute pics on the most instagrammable street I’ve ever seen in my life, Rue Crémieux.
Being here two weeks in advance of my classes has had its tribulations. However, it has also given me plenty of free time to do some exploring. As a hardcore fan of the film Le Fabuleux Destin d’Amélie Poulain, Montmartre seemed like a natural and obvious place to begin. The endless steps were most definitely rewarded by the spectacular view from the Sacré-Cœur and my fangirl moment outside the Café des 2 Moulins.
Another Spanish city break. Another girly getaway. This time Valencia was calling . . .
We’re going back a while now but in celebration of the end of exams and thus, the end of my second year at Cardiff university / reaching the half way point in my degree etc. (who needs excuses anyway yada yada), two of my housemates and I booked an urban girly retreat to Valencia, Spain. Having all acclimatised to the matte skies of Cardiff, the Spanish sun was most definitely calling. Be warned, this is a photo heavy post!
Day one was for exploring (and papping each other it seems)
Ciutat de les Arts i les Ciències / Ciudad de las Artes y las Ciencias / The City of Arts and Sciences
I’m a sucker for a city break so when mumma suggested a girly Easter getaway, I was so down. We decided on Barcelona, having both wanted to visit for some time, and what a fabulous decision it was. Arriving on morning of the Tuesday 11th and flying home on the afternoon of Friday 14th April, we had 3 nights and plenty of daytime to wander around and explore the city. Let’s take a look at our mini adventure through photos!
Having just arrived home from a wonderful fortnight in Normandy, I thought it about time I return to the blog having not posted since before my first set of university exams. So, before getting into talk about my travels, I should say that all went well. I finished my first year studying French at Cardiff University with 69%, one frustrating percent from a 1st but delighted nevertheless.
After months of lazing around at university and taking my first year pretty easy, I was so ready for a break having done some real work again for a few weeks. Normandy was the absolute ticket and oh so relaxing.
Having been kindly invited along by Tom’s dad, we had been so looking forward to this trip for weeks! After my new passport finally arrived, we decided that I would drive to Portsmouth, we would catch the ferry to Cherbourg, (I would be brave) and drive to the château on the other side.
For me, no city break is complete without several visits to its greatest museums. They are central to any city and are the epicentre of identity for each and every one of them. The entire point of such trips is to gain from the culture of another country and learn from its history. There are very few other places that can open your eyes to and teach you these things in such a way as Athens.
National Archeological Museum
The National Archeological Museum of Athens is a literal trove of the most amazing things you could ever lay eyes on. The mere idea that some of the objects in the vast collection are thousands of years old is mind-blowing and completely mesmerising. Gold, marble and bronze galore.
The Acropolis Museum
The Acropolis Museum is so beautifully laid out and designed in such a modern and minimalistic way that the exhibits really stand out as they rightly should. They all stand alone and are uninterrupted in expansive, spacious and flowing rooms that are easy to direct. The huge glass panels allow for glorious views of the Parthenon as seen in the photograph below.
I absolutely love this shot of the Parthenon from the Acropolis Museum. Visiting the museum first and witnessing this view just makes you 10 times more excited to get up there in the following days.
Two other museums that we visited were the Epigraphic Museum (situated next to the National Archeological Museum) and the Museum of the Ancient Agora, both also worth a visit.
As students from an EU country, all of our museum tickets were free of charge which was absolutely amazing as it allowed opportunity for multiple visits and meant no rushing.