Ponts des Arts, Paris.
The Pont des Arts or Passerelle des Arts is a pedestrian bridege in Paris which crosses the River Seine. It links the Institut de France and the central square (cour carrée) of the Palais du Louvre, (which had been termed the "Palais des Arts" under the First French Empire). In recent years, many tourist couples have taken to attaching padlocks (love locks) with their first names written or engraved on them to the railing or the grate on the side of the bridge, then throwing the key into the Seine river below, as a romantic gesture.
Still on a mission
Went to la fête de Ganesh near gare du Nord. Super random festival that was happening but pretty cool! I think I’ve been more cultured in these past few days than in the majority of my years haha.
- la fête de ganesh -
I give up on actually writing about my days in detail since I tumblr on my phone so it makes it kind of hard… I’ve decided to journal it all instead :)
We had a guided visit to île-de-la-cité but I’m pretty bad at taking pictures (which is why I try to just have pictures that mean something instead of be pretty,., well always one or the other hopefully).
This is the bridge that started the whole “let’s lock our love and throw the key away so it can never be unlocked” trend. But by the way, the city boltcuts these locks monthly almost so uhh. ^^ regardless, I wish someday I can do this, whether for an eternal friendship or a intense romance.
- locks of love -
I am sleep-deprived, jet lagged, and perpetually hangry (hungry-angry, but more like hungry-sad… Sangry?). Met up with the airport group as we took an unnecessarily classy and large bus into the city. Yep, that’s how you know we’re from USC. Fight on!
Adrien, a guy from the language center, gave us the low-down on everything in French and wow, I’m so proud of myself for understanding the majority of what he said. I’m still working on speaking but my understanding of French has really taken a few steps up the ladder. I talked to a few of the girls and the one guy on our trip, took a quick nap, & went on a walking tour to the accent language center all while in a half-awake daze.
Afterwards, we walked down the road to see the Bastille monument, then the Seine (where the steps smelled like urine), and then backwards to a bar - La Grille - for a beer and good conversation. I was thinking about how I probably would have been 20x more comfortable had I chosen to go to Taiwan since I know the area and the people but I’m really glad I pushed myself out of my sheltered bubble for this experience. I’m already learning a lot - about the French, about the people around me, and about myself (and it’s only been a day! 🎉🎉).
Aujourd’hui, nous regardons ce qu’est proche et buvons de bière avec des nouveaux amis. Cheers!
- un demi de bière -
If I had the motivation or dedication to, I would totally blog my study abroad experience like half my group is doing. But knowing me, I’d make it to maybe day 3 before I fuck up and forget to update. #justinesphotoaday will have to do.
I arrived at Paris at 9am … But I didn’t get to my Novotel hotel until 2pm. Why? Because why the fuck are there FOUR Novotels in the vicinity of the CDG airport. And the first thing my dad says when I tell him is: “Murphy’s law?” Thanks, dad. Yes, if it can go wrong, it will go wrong, it has gone wrong. So predictably, I took a 5 hour nap and for the first time in a long time … I got jet lag going into another time zone.
I absolutely loved my tiny little room with the awesome queen sized bed and tiny bathroom. I definitely am beginning to see the appeal of queen beds and studio apartments. But anyways, by the time I woke up there wasn’t much of anything open. So I stayed up all the way until 7am by watching movies on movies to make it to breakfast downstairs. Oh French breakfasts, you give me hope that this trip’ll help me lose weight. My uneventful first day that stressed me the fuck out and gave me jet lag. All uphill from here!
- Murphy’s Law -
Celebrating a triple ish birthday at my house for some family friends! It was a pretty gigantic cake… Ummm. Have I mentioned I really don’t like chocolate ?
Good conversation with a family friend’s kid for like two hours. Until after they left and my dad told me some sketch stuff about him HAHHAAH.
- family friend fun -