Monday, May 16, 2011

Easter and Annecy

The day before Easter was my 23rd birthday. My host family took me to Annecy, which is about an hour away in France. Although the city is large, it has the feel of a small village. Annecy is known as the ‘Venice of France’ due to the river that flows through it. Houses and buildings boarder the river, with entrances only to be reached by boat. There is an old jail in the middle of the river, kind of like a medieval Alcatraz, although the peaceful river would be a lot easier to escape from than the water in the bay...

The Jail
The family and I walked around and explored the different streets and shops.  We had lunch at a café, and I saw my first plate of frog legs, which my host dad eagerly consumed. We walked to a large park that surrounds the crystal clear lake, both overlooked by a beautiful mountain.  I found a music shop with a relatively nice guitar on sale, which I bought (Happy Bday Me!!).  We had dinner at a pizzeria back in Geneva and tiramisu birthday cake!  

The River

Lac d'Annecy
Frog Legs

This year my birthday fell in the middle of the Easter holiday, which takes up more than just a Sunday here. Before the entire city shutdown for the weekend, the stores and shops were busy with Swiss loading up on chocolate bunnies, eggs, truffles, pastries, and lilies. When I asked my host mom what the plans were for Easter, she said to stuff ourselves with chocolate- unsurprising because the average Swiss person eats 2x more chocolate than the average American! Hard to believe I know...In preparation for Easter, the boys and I dyed hardboiled eggs, and decorated them with crayons and paint. A little tradition of the family is to hide the dyed eggs in the yard, and in the night the Easter bunny will trade the chicken eggs for chocolate ones. We had a big dinner at the house, and Shayna was able to come. I was very thankful to have a friend help me celebrate my first holiday away from home.

Walls of Chocolate Bunnies
Biscuit Shop in Annecy
So I realize that this post is a little delayed, but hey, better late than never. I’ll try and get better about posting regularly, which will come easier as I travel more.  My next trip is to Interlaken, Switzerland with the Au Pair group that meets near Geneva.  Shayna and I are going paragliding (EEeee!!), and on hikes with the group. I’m so excited to see more of the Swiss countryside! I’ve also started my French lessons, which are two times a week for two hours each class. It’s taught in Immersion format, which means all French, and very little English. I’m finding that there are a lot of cognates between French and English, but learning French is a lot harder than I had anticipated. I’m definitely liking understanding more though-gotta learn how to ask people to speak more slowly…

~Emer 

Monday, May 2, 2011

Paris

Notre Dame

For my first major trip, I took a train from Geneva to Paris, which is only about a three hour ride on a high speed train. My travel companion rode a later train, and we stayed with my best friend's brother and his girlfriend in their apartment. 

After taking the screechy metro to their home and dropping off my stuff, we started a quick tour of Paris. At the Louvre, we saw the Mona Lisa and explored the different wings. I could easily see myself spending days there, just the architecture of the building was amazing. We walked along a bridge that had railings covered with padlocks, said to ‘lock up the love’ of the couples who placed them there. It was a popular spot for the locals, who drank wine and snacked on cheese and bread. So French : )

Gardens at Versailles
Saturday started with pain chocolat, a chocolate filled croissant, and a train ride to Versailles. Building began in 1687 and continued on for many years, especially under the guidance of King Louis XIV and Marie-Antoinette (until their assassination that is). It’s a massive property, with an elaborate château, and acres of gardens, fountains, and ponds. We were lucky to have arrived on a day where the fountains were turned on. We sat on the grass and watched the fountain/ music shows, and later enjoyed a picnic by the lake. Dinner was found at an Italian Pizzeria, after a few hours of shopping and the purchase of my mini tower keepsake.

Light Show
Every night on the hour, the Eiffel Tower lights up like a Christmas tree and at the risk of sounding cheesy, it was magical. We sat in the park just next to the tower, sipping champagne, and gazing in awe until after the last show, at which point we wandered home.

Because Versailles took up the majority of that Saturday, we had a lot to see before our evening train back to Geneva. We grabbed breakfast at a bakery and headed to the tower, where we were met with tour buses, crowds, and men bombarding us with offers of Eiffel Tower trinkets. The lines to get to the top of the tower were long due construction on one leg, and the breakdown of the elevator in another. We also didn’t get to go to the very top because of problems with that elevator, but oh well, it was worth the wait. Reaching the top was an incredible feeling, and with it came a check mark on my bucket list.

View from the Tower

We also saw the Arch de Triumph, Champs-Élysées, Notre Dame, and the Luxor Obelisk, ending with a daytime visit to the Louvre. There I took my first shameless tacky tourist photo (see below haha).  

Louvre

Louvre
The trip home wasn’t as easy as the way to Paris. The station was in complete chaos, no platforms were posted for departure, and no trains seemed to be moving. As our departure time came around and no platform was listed I got pretty nervous. Not knowing the language/ what’s going on was so stressful. But, after a while, a few trains were listed and their passengers tried to move through the mob of people, including us. We were bottlenecked in a corridor when security yelled out something about Geneva, and people scattered throughout the crowd yelled and waved their tickets. This happened a few times until I realized that they were trying to get the crowd to let the passengers of our train through. Well, eventually I made it to my train and it departed over an hour late. I later found out that the delay at the Gare de Lyon was due to protesters on the tracks, taking advantage of a peak travel time, to draw to most attention. Ugh.

I hope to make it back to Paris for New Years, when my sister will hopefully get to visit. :)

~Emer