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Le Brévent
I considered myself a decent snowboarder, I mean I know how to break properly and all. That was, however, before my trip to Chamonix, France. I somehow felt very inadequate when I saw the skiers and snowboarders there. They were awesome, carving the slopes like it's no big deal.
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I'm not exaggerating when I say roaming around Colmar's Old Town finally makes me understand how it feels to be a character in fairy tales. The happily-ever-after Disney versions though, not the original gloomy ones. This little town in the Alsace region of France, near the German border, is too charming! It just so happens I love anything vintage-y, just like almost every house and building I came across there. There were times when I had to suppress the urge to endlessly take pictures as I also wanted to enjoy the view and be there completely, without the distraction of any lens and gadgets.
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I just submitted the last essay of my MBA Fashion Business program wooohooooo!!! I am officially no longer an MBA student. Bye Microsoft Word, bye Power Point, bye Keynote (hard to say goodbye to this one as I got addicted to making presentation slides using this software)!! I know I'll see you some time in the future but for now, byeee, you guys are free to go on vacation as I will be taking mine soon. Anyways, to celebrate this milestone, I thought it would be appropriate to post about my day trip to Reims in the Champagne-Ardenne region in France. A region that is well-known for its bubbly pleasure otherwise known as champagne.
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Gare du Nord station, Paris
Earlier today I said goodbye to my dear friend. My group project teammate. My friend I bitch about anything to. The friend who caused 80% of my laughter this past one year. The friend who, like me, daydreams about lying on the beach somewhere in Spain when we're bored in class. The friend whose cooking and pancakes I'm going to miss dearly. The dear dear friend who happens to come from another country in another continent.
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So as I said in the last post you can find here, I'm now going to talk about the amazing and dare I say, divine, choux à la crème at Odette. Sorry it took me longer than I planned to write this, I got distracted by my assignment, also the consistently gloomy and rainy weather made me want to do nothing but cuddle with my blanket all day long (I know right, what a lucky blanket!). Or you don't care it took me longer to write this? You're all like, jeez, who does she think she is? You think we're waiting for your blog posts?
Man, sorry, but you didn't have to be that harsh on me. This makes me wonder though, is anyone reading my writings at all? Hellooooo...?? Anyone there?
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I read this book titled The Sweet Life in Paris by the American chef living in Paris, David Lebovitz, last year when I just moved to Paris. I remember he mentions that people often ask him, "What do you do all day in Paris?" He goes on explaining how people expect him to spend his days hopping from chocolate shop to patisserie when in reality, daily life in Paris is not as sweet and romantic like that. It basically goes on with endless list of errands and chores that go on and on and on...
So yeah, when I just moved to Paris, my friends often asked me what I do during the weekend. I so wanted to tell them, "I walked along the Seine river this afternoon, hand in hand with my Parisian lover. And then, we wrote our names on a padlock, locked it at Pont des Arts, and threw the key into the Seine. We then went to lunch at the second floor of the Eiffel Tower at Alain Ducasse's Le Jules Verne. After that, we browsed through the wonderful collection of Impressionism works at Musée D'orsay..."
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I really really would love to travel this weekend. But I can't because I have so much work to do for my assignments plus, on top of that, my thesis oral presentation is going to take place next Friday. So then, the model student that I am, I'm going to stay put in my apartment and finish what I need to finish.. Haha I'm actually laughing at my own joke. We'll see how long I can stay true to my own words..
Sorry for the first world problem rant, rest assured, this post is not all about negativity. Instead, I'm going to talk about this particular park called Parc des Buttes-Chaumont in my neighborhood here in the 19e arrondissement, or the 19th district, of Paris. Yes, it's not the most stylish district and it's not exactly the prettiest. But I've come to terms with it and besides it's actually quite magical in summer, especially by the canal. It's probably why it took me so long to finally explore this park that's just a stone's throw away from my apartment. You know the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence right? So I'd usually just get out of the 19th and go to Jardin des Tuileries or Jardin du Luxembourg when I'm in the mood for some greens and plants.
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Last weekend, I ran away from Paris and found myself in a little town called Douarnenez in the Brittany (or Bretagne in French) region. The reason for my little escape was because I needed to finish writing my 15,000-word thesis that was due on June 20th. Relax, I'm not gonna bore you with the content of my thesis. But yeah, I think Paris is too noisy and full of distractions. Save the dramatic gasp, before you think I am such an ungrateful human being who then doesn't deserve the opportunity to live in the city of lights, Paris is indeed not the ideal place to write a thesis. At least for me it isn't. I'll save this for another post, alright.
Anyways, it was a little tricky to get to Douarnenez as there is no train that goes straight there from Paris. What I did was I took a train from Paris to Quimper, which took about 5 hours, and then took a 30-minute bus ride at the Quimper train station to Douarnenez (Tréboul bus stop). The bus I took was Line 51 and the bus ticket was €1,50 for under 25 year-olds. Find more information about the bus schedule here. It's in French, I couldn't find one in English, but the schedule is pretty self-explanatory.
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