very nice, great success

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I’ve been a very productive girl the last few days.  It’s quite the anomaly, actually, when I am being a productive person.  Most of the time I can’t really be bothered to do anything other than lift my arm, open a can of Coke, and click to watch the next Youtube video.  Productiveness comes in very small spurts, and when it happens… it happens all at once.

I’ve finally got my ticket to go to Greece for Christmas.  A lot of you may be wondering, “why the fuck are you going to Greece for Christmas?”, which my answer to is… why not?  What else am I going to do?  While everyone else is at home drinking and watching American Football (not that I won’t be missing that deep down inside), I’ll be drinking and eating in Athens at the Acropolis trying to pick up cute boys who I can’t understand.  I don’t know a lick of Greek so I’m thinking that may be a wee bit difficult but we’ll see how it goes.  Maybe they speak English there, yeah?  Or maybe I’m just fucked.

I’ve also got a ticket to go to a rugby match in Edinburgh next month, which should be a good time.  I don’t understand any of the rules or regulations regarding rugby so this “sporting event” will likely turn into beer after beer starting at 2 in the afternoon and ending when and where I pass out.  I’m pretty sure it’s going to be England vs. South Africa, so I’m assuming I’ll be cheering for England but I honestly couldn’t tell you a single person who plays for the team.  Is rugby really even that big out here anyway?  I think more people are into football, personally, but that doesn’t mean I can’t appreciate good looking guys tackling each other for hours on end while I drunkenly watch.

In February I scored some tickets to see Russell Brand here in Glasgow.  He’s not really big out in the states yet, but he’s absolutely hilarious and legendary here in the UK.  I guess he’s pretty famous; he’s in all the tabloids and stuff like that.  Quite the womanizer, shagger of the year, etc.  It should be a good time.  I love stand up comedy and watch way too much of it, but haven’t ever seen a show in person so I’m excited about it.  Plus I’m going with the girls so that should be good too.

I haven’t been able to watch a lot of the American TV that I have been keeping up with since the late nights and 5am bedtimes are starting to take their toll.  I was able to watch the VP Debate on Youtube since MSNBC posts them on there after the debates are over.  I thought Obama did a great job, but the town hall setup?  Whoever came up with this one needs to be fired as soon as possible.  How awkward did that whole thing seem?  It was kind of like, normally I’d avoid the moderator’s questions… but now that you’re asking them I guess I’m just going to ignore you. 

Baseball baseball baseball.  Dodgers vs. Phillies in the NLCS.  My life is over as I know it.  I’m going with the Phillies on this one since obviously I can’t cheer for the Dodgers.  I’m going with the RAYS over the Sox for the ALCS.  If the Rays make it to the World Series I’m going Rays all the way.  If it’s the Sox vs. the Phillies, I’m all about the Phillies.  And if it’s the Dodgers vs. the Sox (an obvious worst case scenario), the Sox had better get their 2-peat since I don’t think I could stand watching Joe Torre and those damn Dodgers lifting up the trophy.  I think a little piece of me would die inside if that happened.

I found out the other day that I don’t have to take exams in May, so I’m done here in Scotland after I turn in my essays for second semester on March 10th.  I have no idea what I’m going to do with myself here in Scotland.  I’m obviously not going to go home since, honestly, I’d rather stab my eyes out with a No. 2 pencil than spend April until September in Rocklin.  Thanks, but no thanks.  I think I’ll probably do what I was going to do (backpack around Europe in countries I haven’t seen yet), and then work here in Glasgow for as much as my visa will permit before heading back to the states in June to see Alicia graduate from Rocklin High.  I figure if I end up staying until June (since I have to pay rent until then anyway) and get a little job, I’m most definitely going to go on a trip to Cairo like I want to so that I can see a damn pyramid!  That would cap this whole experience off for me.  Italy, France, Spain, England, Scotland, Greece, Germany, Estonia, The Netherlands, and EGYPT?  I’d be satisfied with that kind of a travel resume, wouldn’t you?

I’m unprepared, yet again, for my tutorial on Reformation literature, but at least I somewhat read Book 4 of Gulliver’s Travels by Swift and read “A Modest Proposal”.  He’s all about the satire, bla bla bla, Go Ireland.  I’ve got it.

Now all I need is a can of that delicious beverage they like to call Coca Cola and I’ll be satisfied….

-Catherine

let’s meet the people, folks

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I’m finally ready to get back into the game.  The traveling game, I mean.  I took a good amount of recovery time, a few weeks to give my brain a break before getting back into all of the old stuff that I need to do post-summer backpacking extravaganza, and now uploading pictures is in full force.  I’ve got all of them rotated and ready to go with a fresh, new website to go.  Now all I’ve got to do is get them all online!  I’m actually in the middle of uploading a lot of them, but it’ll take a while since there’s, well, hundreds of them and they each take time to get online.  However, I’ll let everyone know when they’re online as soon as they are since I want everyone to see everything that happened while we were backpacking.

Getting my party on with the Giants jersey

Getting my party on with the Giants jersey

Now, on to Glasgow.  This weekend was my Beer Pong 101 class for the UK natives.  Now, to give a little background info, beer pong is a big deal back home.  9 red cups on each side of a table, throw a ping pong ball in the opposing team’s cups and get rid of their cups first.  Victory.  Easy enough, yes?  Apparently, English people don’t have the cool red cups over here, so I was stuck using crappy flimsy cups in my instructing.  They didn’t work out very well, so beer pong was kind of a bust, but the night turned from crappy beer pong to excellent Kings Cup playing!  Yes, King’s Cup.

... disgusting

... disgusting

Get a stack of cards, circle them around a big cup and make up a rule for every card.  2 is a bathroom pass, a 3 is everyone has to raise their hands in the air, 4 is touch your chin with your thumb.  The penalty for doing whatever the task is wrong, or last: drink all of your drink.  It’s called King’s cup since anytime someone gets a King, they have to fill up 1/4 of the BIG King’s Cup in the middle of the table with whatever they’re drinking.  Thus, if everyone is drinking something else, the cup in the middle can be…. a monstrous concoction.  After nearly all the cards were gone, it was time for me to pick my card and, of course, who got the 4th and final King?  Me.

I had the pleasure of drinking 1/2 a cup of beer mixed with rum and juice, and vodka and coke.  Yum?  I held my nose and took it all in.  King’s Cup and Beer Pong moved into the living room, which turned from King’s Cup round 2 to dance party, spin the bottle, and god knows what else.  I got to play DJ, which basically meant everyone got to make fun of my “weird American music” which is apparently “bollocks” since I don’t listen to strange electronic British indie music.  Think any kind of music you could possibly imagine with some kind of backbeat put on to it.  Terrible.  Everything sounds like it belongs in a disco and guess what folks.  I don’t disco.  After DJ’ing and trying (unsuccessfully) to get people to stop doing things they’d regret later (and did), I headed to bed.  The festivities ended at 5 in the morning, and everyone passed out in their beds.

I’ve finally gotten a hold of some of the photos from the debachery that I wrote about with the Pub Crawl with the University of Glasgow Tennis Club, since my roommate Laura was tagged in one of the photos on Facebook randomly.  There’s only three photos of the whole night that I’ve found, since none of us girls brought our cameras with us, but I think anyone who has read my story will see how the night got progressively drunker and drunker with every Underground stop.

"surfing" the underground, very drunkenly

I’ve booked my first traveling plane ticket since traveling to Europe in the beginning of August.  Guess who’s going back to Barcelona?  Yes, that would be me.  I’m going with all of the California girls since none of them have ever been before, and it’s the kind of city that you need to experience with a bunch of females rather than your brother.  Don’t get me wrong, it was still fun with Thomas.  Hopefully it will be even more fun with the girls with me to oogle at Spanish boys!  I can’t wait.  We’re going to be there at the end of November, so I’m really excited about it.  The Ramblas had better be ready for me, because I’m coming back!  Erica is coming with me and I can’t be more excited.  I know Erica from back home at UCSB and her and I are really good friends, so I’m stoked we’re going to be partying in Barcelona together since she just turned 21 and was sick on her birthday, which is always no good.  Other people coming are Shaun, who is also from UCSB, Megan from UCLA and Jodie is from UCSD.  Molly is Molly, from Rocklin High School just like me, but she’s a genius and goes to Dartmouth and she’s never been to Barcelona either, so it’ll be a good time.  Here’s some pictures of the UC girls (plus Molly) from the first few weeks.

at the QMU with Jodie and Erica

at the QMU with Jodie and Erica

at QMU Cheesy Pop night

at QMU Cheesy Pop night

erica and i with nicola's bunny ears in the background

erica and i with nicola's bunny ears in the background

Other than going places, I opened up my UK bank account today, so I’m feeling pretty accomplished.  I’m excited I can finally set up paying for my apartment and not have to worry about it anymore.  One more thing off the check list, that’s for sure.  I got my care package today from the states, with tons of goodies including BUTTERED popcorn (which they don’t do here in movie theatres!), hot chocolate stuff, RED CUPS for BEER PONG!, macaroni and cheese, and some boots that I didn’t have before.  I even have my trusty old alarm clock from the states here with me now, so that’s good too!  There’s nothing like waking up to the same old annoying sound from back home, eh?  Nicola, the Irish one, didn’t know what mac and cheese is, so I told her I’d make it for her soon.  I told her it’s an American college food staple.  Just like hot dogs, but no one gets that here either.  Whatever, I don’t care.  I still love them.

I also made guacamole the other day, so I have done a lot in the last few days.  I found avocados and practically died, so I made guac.  Pretty good, I must say for not having the same ingredients that I usually have.  The salsa here is a lot more ketchup-y so that was a bit of a downer.  That and the tortilla chips suck.  Mexicans need to move en masse to Scotland so they can teach these people about delicious food already!  Taco Night is tomorrow night, so I’m making dinner for all the people.  I’ve got ground beef ready, with taco shells and all the toppings.  Now all I need is some tequila to go along with all of my damn limes!  I’ve got like, 10 limes in the fridge and no clue what to do with them.

To finish, my Giants season may be over, but the best part of the year is here: playoffs!  For the next week or so (5 games if they go all 5), I am going to be a HUGE Cubs fan.  You know why?  The DAMN Dodgers are back in the playoffs and my adopted Cubbies had better kick their asses out!  I’m confident in the Cubs, so they’d better bring home the W’s and send Manny and company packing so I don’t have to worry about the Dodgers making it past the first round.  I like the Cubs and the Brewers this year in the NL, especially since I love Prince Fielder and JJ Hardy and I want them to come to my team!  For the AL, I love love the Rays and I hope they make it far in the playoffs.  I can’t in good conscience cheer for the Angels (i’m still bitter), and there’s no way I could stand watching the Red Sox win 3 titles in the last 6 years.  Not necessarily because I hate the team, but moreso because I hate their fans.

I hope everyone enjoys the pictures and gets a good laugh out of them.  I’ll be sure to take more this weekend and get some of my apartment and housemates for everyone to see.

I’m staying up tomorrow to watch the VP Debates with a few people so I can’t wait for that.  I’m going to get no sleep.  Crap.  Oh well, at least Biden vs. Palin should be an entertaining matchup!

Until later…

-Catherine

school and scotland

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Sorry for the delay on this post (Debra, that’s for you… haha).  This week has been exhausting, confusing, and interesting all rolled into one.

We started school on the 22nd, but as far as time is concerned my life is pretty easy.  I have lecture at 10, but not necessarily every day since the lecture theatre is allocated between 3 classes (two of which I am in).  In other words, anytime on my schedule it says it’s being used for GC 11 (Shakespeare), I don’t have to go since I’m not in that class.  Beautiful!  This week I didn’t have class on Wednesday or on Friday so I got to stay in and sleep, drink crack (otherwise known as Coke) and hang out with my friends in my apartment.

My two classes are both honors (or honours as they spell it here) English Literature classes, one on Reformation period writing and one on Renaissance period writing.  It’s a little differently done here since 75% of your overall grade is from your exam at the end of the year (even though lectures for the class only run through first semester, the exam is still in May).  Your reading is very selective, you can turn in one or two essays, and your selections of material to read are completely up to you.  I’m used to walking in, getting a list, and being told “read act 1 before Friday”.  Yeah, they don’t do that here.  It’s almost nice because you get to learn the material as you want to learn it.  If you hate Milton, you can focus less on him and go more for Dryden.  On the other hand, it almost sucks more because you aren’t being forced to read on pace, so you can get caught behind pretty easily.  Hopefully I don’t fall into that category, but then again I’m pretty good about staying focused and besides that I have Molly here to kick my ass along the way!

The biggest event of the week so far was going on a pub crawl with the Glasgow University Tennis Club (which mind you, I don’t play tennis at all, I was there for moral support for Molly).  We all got split into teams and Elizabeth (my flatmate from England), Molly and I were all split into the same team with a few Scots and a German.  We got an unlimited pass on the Underground, and basically the idea is to go to as many metro stops as you can, and get a drink at every one at the closest bar.  The rule is, however, that one person in your group gets to choose the drink for everyone in the group.  Oh, and you can’t sit on the metro.  You have to stand and not lean against anything- think “surfing” the subway.  At first it was all good- vodka and coke, tequila, whiskey, rum and coke.  And then, of course, Elizabeth being the English girl that she is… chooses for us to drink red wine at one pub.  Red wine.  We had to chug all of our drinks, so chugging the red wine definitely was the one that did me in.  Molly, being smaller than me, was a goner already.  More pints of beer, Guinness.  Then somehow getting to a dance club downtown with everyone else.  Getting a taxi back, falling out of it (literally), spilling chips everywhere (french fries), falling over again.  It was a pretty hilarious night, but such a bad bad bad morning.  I’m never drinking again (or at least not for a couple days.  Haha)

Other than that, most of the last few days have just been ‘bonding time’.  I’ve got a good crew of people here with me, so Glasgow has been amazingly awesome so far.  I’m having a good time making fun of how the English (and Scottish, Irish) say things, trying to let them know we Americans pronounce things correctly.  Haha.  I got a chance to stay up and watch the debates last night, so that was fun.  I won’t bore anyone with who I support (*cough* Obama *cough*), but it was fun watching it with everyone, non-Americans and all.  Makes me feel all patriotic inside.  

I think most likely I’m going to stay up on Sunday and watch the last Giants game of the season.  Let’s hope Tim Lincecum pitches well at gets the W so he’ll be 18-5 and get the Cy Young Award.  Woot!  I wore my Giants jersey around the other day, and no one had any idea what it meant but I just keep telling everyone “If anyone asks, this is the greatest team that ever was.  Period.”  Haha.  They’ll all soon be converts, I swear.

Oh, and through my GENIUS I got to watch the 49ers game via Skype, so I basically got to watch the 49ers beat the Lions on my brother’s TV.  Basically Thomas turned on my mom’s webcam on her laptop and faced it towards his TV so I could watch the 49ers game.  We won, I was excited… and none of my flatmates understand American football, but I don’t care.  I still love it.  

I’m going to try and get tickets to a Celtic game soon, so hopefully I can see a real, live football game in person!  Yay!  I can wear my green and white scarf and learn words to songs that I don’t know.  Sounds fun, right?  I have to learn them before the middle of October so I can cheer for Celtic against Manchester United (don’t judge me, Thomas) and sing the songs and everything.

I think we’re still trying to plan our trip to Barcelona that we’re taking with all the California girls, so I have to get on that.  Other than that, I’m making a turkey for Thanksgiving (YESSSS) and I’m going to try and make it out to Amsterdam sometime this semester.  I will find a way.  Oh, and I have to figure out what I’m going to do for Christmas.  That should be interesting.

I’ll be better about posting, I promise.  And I’ll get ALL the pictures organized one of these days! 

-Catherine

P.S. Oh, and if anyone has a microphone on their computer or a webcam and you want to call me for super super cheap, call me on Skype.  My skype name is beach3bum.  Costs you NOTHING.  And if you call internationally, I can give you my cell number so anyone can call me out here.

P.P.S. My birthday is October 30th.  Just putting it out there.

paris, normandy, and euro disney

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I haven’t really had the opportunity to write a comprehensive post about Paris yet, so this may be a long one. All of the keyboards we found in Paris were set up with the French keyboard setting, which made it really insanely hard to type when you are a lightning fast typer on the normal American setup, and we just plain never had enough time to do posts since we had so much to do in Paris.

The Notre Dame and the Eiffel Tower, which we both saw on Saturday after getting in on Friday night/Saturday morning, are both spectacular to see in person. The Notre Dame is in a great part of town full of historic buildings with streets lined with French flags. There are lots of cool little shops and creperies around everywhere, and you can walk in no time to the Louvre from it. The cathedral itself is really cool looking. Great gothic architecture, lots of pigeons outside and best, not a lot of tourists! Yay! Inside the cathedral there are a lot of candles around to make offerings and prayers to the different saints, and there is this really cool stained glass window inside. We were inside with enough time to see a little bit of a sermon, cool looking catholic people all decked out in the robes and everything, but the operatic hymn singing was too much for us to handle. One note about our first impressions of Paris: there are no public bathrooms ANYWHERE. Not in the stations, not on the streets (or at least none that are working or open). Very frustrating, as we discovered on multiple occasions, one being scattering around the Notre Dame area trying to find a toilet.

The Eiffel Tower is really cool both during the day and at night, when it lights up blue. You think it’s a lot closer than it is when you’re walking, but it takes FOREVER to walk to from the Louvre. Thomas and I both were like, oh it can’t be that far from here, let’s go look around and then 40 minutes later we were there. It took forever. The lines are insane to go up the Eiffel Tower, especially when we were there because the sun was just starting to set. We found a cool spot 10 minutes away by walking where there’s a long park with lots of grass to see the tower, perfect for picnicking or something, and sat down for at least an hour watching the Eiffel Tower go from daytime to nighttime and lighting up. It’s a pretty cool sight, and was really relaxing since you just get to soak in the nighttime and the atmosphere. Wow, I’m in Paris looking at the Eiffel Tower. Really really cool.

Our whole day on Sunday was spent recovering from my sickness in the morning, which kept us at our hotel longer than I think either of us anticipated, and traveling to Versailles. Now let me note this for future travelers to Versailles: DO NOT GO ON SUNDAY. The lines are absolutely insane at Versailles on Sunday. The trip there was really easy. Hop on a train headed to Versailles (one of the RER trains, regional transit), and get off at the last stop, walk for 5 minutes and you’re there. Once you get to Versailles there are tons of African men outside trying to sell you Eiffel Tower statues that light up, keychains 3 for 1 euro, all different kinds of stuff. Then you get through the golden gates and discover the line to buy tickets, and want to shoot yourself because the line is so long. Let me say that we have stood in many long lines to get into places in Europe, from Italy to Spain, but this line was by far the longest and the slowest moving. At least an hour and a half passed and we were finally with tickets in hand, headed to the royal palace and through the gates. Then, I had to go to the bathroom. Another line, at least 20 minutes waiting, and I was done with lines for the rest of my life. Too many lines, too many people. Kill me. The palace itself is fine. It looks a lot cooler on the outside than it does on the inside. The inside has a lot of old paintings and furniture including Marie Antionette’s bed, but the rooms are so ’set up’ and fake looking that it takes away from a lot of the impact the antiques should have on you. That, and there are SO MANY damn people inside to look at everything you want to scream, since no one knows how to move over or walk properly. So frustrating. We got outside to look at the gardens, but realized we didn’t have a ticket to go down to the far lawns and opted against the long ass line to buy tickets and just headed back to the train station for Paris. Versailles was a big let down, but it had to be done. After Versailles we just headed back to our hotel since it was getting late, laid down, and watched MTV Austria when all of a sudden Jackass came on MTV! For those of you who can appreciate the amazingness that is Jackass, this was quite the moment for Thomas and I. It was especially funny since the episode that was on was set in Paris, including a Metro stop bench that we had seen before. Very funny.

Monday was our Euro Disney and Louvre day, so we woke up really early to get going and beat the crowds at the Louvre. I was very disappointed since McMuffins aren’t sold until 8 in the morning, so I didn’t get breakfast. Very sad. We made it to the Louvre right as it was opening, bought our tickets with no line and no hassle and started walking around the museum headed for Mona (the Mona Lisa). Turns out I read the map wrong inside of the Louvre and we started from the complete opposite end of the museum, but it all worked out fine since we got to see all of the artifacts and art in all of the other areas before seeing the Mona Lisa. There is a LOT of stuff inside the Louvre since the building itself is massive AND there are 3 floors of things inside. It’s really clean and really well organized, since they give you a map to get around and show you where everything is. There’s Egyptian art, Mesopotamian, Islamic, Greek, Roman, French, sculptures, paintings, mosaics, everything. Even a Medieval castle wall. Yes, parts of the castle are in the Louvre. It’s pretty cool. The Mona Lisa itself is in with all of the Italian art and paintings, and is in this room with absolutely MASSIVE paintings that take up entire walls. The painting itself of the Mona Lisa is on this wall and is the only painting on the entire wall. People make it sound like it’s insanely small, but Thomas and I both thought that it was a good sized painting since it was a portrait. You can’t get very close to it since it’s blocked off, but that’s ok since you can see it pretty well. We got our picture of Mona and went on our way to the Metro since we were done, and headed for Euro Disney!

Euro Disney (otherwise known as Disneyland Paris) is located off of the RER A, at the last stop on the line. It’s insanely easy to get to from Paris and pretty cheap, since it cost a grand total of 10 euros for both Thomas and I to get there. You get off the train, head toward the Disneyland Paris sign, and boom. You’re there. Disneyland Paris is a lot like the Disneyland in Anaheim, but obviously all of the signs are in both French and English. They even have 2 parks there like the Disneyland in Paris; Disneyland and then the MGM Studios with more rides. For the most part they have all of the same rides; Indiana Jones, Space Mountain, Pirates of the Carribean, etc. The only difference really is that Indiana Jones isn’t a ride, it’s a roller coaster, and Space Mountain is also more of a roller coaster. Kind of sucks, but it’s alright. We made up for it by going on a NEW ride (one that neither of us had seen before or been on at either Disneyland or Disneyworld), and that was the Finding Nemo ride at the MGM Studios Park! It was the best ride of the day by far, even with the long line. It’s an indoor ride kind of like Space Mountain, but with a lot of the Finding Nemo stuff inside like jellyfish, the monsters with the light bulbs coming out of their heads, etc. Thomas and I think they should build it in California. We would definitely go! The funny moment of the day was my face on the on-ride picture from Space Mountain. I looked like I was being electrocuted. Thomas and I nearly peed our pants laughing so hard at the picture, I swear. Disneyland Paris closed at 11, so we left right around then and hopped on the train back to Paris and our hotel, making it back into our room about an hour or so later. Disneyland Paris was definitely worth it, but our feet hurt so badly afterwards because we had such a long day. Mine felt like they were CONVULSING they hurt so bad.

Our most frustrating day in France was going out to Caen to try and see Omaha Beach. Let me preface by saying Thomas and I went with no idea and no agenda of what to do when we got into Caen. We had directions to get to the Museum in Caen, but other than that had no clue how to get to Omaha Beach or the American Cemetary in Normandy. Turns out it’s a lot harder than we thought it would be! First off, the bus to get to the Museum never came to the spot it said it could come to. We had a limited amount of time in Caen, so Thomas and I went on a gut and took a regional train up to Bayeux, which is a lot closer to Omaha Beach. Bayeux is an insanely small town and has a lot of ads for Omaha Beach everywhere, but getting a private tour was too expensive and more than that, we didn’t have enough time to waste to go on a private tour. We walked for 20 minutes to a WWII museum to figure out how to get to Omaha Beach, got instructions for a bus, and walked back to the train station, but the bus never came at the time it said. Story of my life. We both looked at a clock, looked at each other, and caved to take the taxis that were at the train station since we were running out of time and had to see the beaches.

The taxi ride had a fixed price so it wasn’t too steep of a price.  We knew we weren’t going to come out all of this way to not see anything, so it was worth it in the long run.  Right when you get to the American Cemetary there is this great information hub with videos, interviews, information, like a miniature museum for information all about D-Day and the days leading up to that day in June.  It’s really well set up and the people who work there are super helpful.  We got a timetable for the bus and the leaving spot, so we were set for getting back!  Sweet.  The pictures are all fantastic inside of the museum, and there are all different kind of personal stories set up inside with quotes from Eisenhower and different officials and people involved with WWII.  From there you can go into the American Cemetery where there are rows upon rows of crosses each laid out with different plot letters and row numbers so you can find the exact one that you want to find.  It was really cool seeing the cemetery since you see it on so many movies and everything, being there in person makes it so much more powerful.  The cemetery is right on the cliffs looking out on to Omaha Beach, which is a really nice beach minus the fact that thousands and thousands of American soldiers were killed there.  We didn’t have enough time to go down on to the beach itself since it’s a 10 minute walk down but 20 minute walk back up, so we walked out of the cemetery and headed over to a different part of the cliff where there was a bunker!  Yes, a real bunker near this little monument.  Thomas and I walked down the steps into the bunker, and there was nothing inside but it was still really cool to be inside a bunker.  After a couple more minutes we headed to the bus stop and got on the bus.  3 euros to get back to the train station.  Geez, why couldn’t we have found the bus before!?  Haha.  We got back to the station, got to Caen on the train, and then got on our train to Paris.  Easy.

After we got into Paris we went to go and have dinner but ran into a little issue since there wasn’t a bathroom around ANYWHERE.  I literally was about to pee my pants I needed a bathroom so badly, but luckily we found a pub just in the nick of time and they let us use their bathroom.  Thank.  God.

We left Paris this morning at around 12:10 and got into London at about 1:30 local time, so 2:30 Paris time.  The train was SO fast, we didn’t even realize we were in England after going under the English Channel until we saw people driving on the wrong side of the road!  Crazy.  Our hostel is RIGHT near the London Eye, which is really cool, so we’re going to go and explore tomorrow and look around.  We’re just happy to be in a country where people speak English.  What a relief, no language lost in translation.

Overall people in France are pretty cool.  People try and make it out like they’re really mean but I think they’re more indifferent than anything else.  Waiters don’t go out of their way really to try and help you, but it’s not like they’re angry or rude or anything.  Just indifferent.  Waiters are a lot more hands off too.  They come, get your order, give you your food, and give you the check when you ask for it.  No overly happy anything, annoying chatty moments.  Just in and out, do your job, thanks for the money, now get out.  People we did talk to from France are pretty cool, not that they’re warm and sunny but if you need help they’re ready and willing if you ask.  If you TRY to speak French they seem to be a lot more willing, since you’re making the effort.  Like at Disneyland Paris I asked for my ticket entirely in French (broken, I’m sure… ‘Deux a Paris, merci’) but even then the lady was really nice and gave me the tickets no problem.  Paris is a busy busy city, and there is entirely too much to see even in the days that we were there, but what you DO get to see is pretty awesome.  Oh, and the Metro going everywhere isn’t half bad either.

We’re excited about being in London with people who speak English and will be here for 4 days, with easy internet access so most likely postings won’t be in these huge globs like they’re novels.  Nope, more easy since I can post them more often.  After London, I believe it’s on to Manchester and then Glasgow.  I have no idea when Thomas is going to be home but that’s not at least for a week and a half or so, so I’ll post when we’ve parted ways and I’m solo in Scotland.

We’re off to find food so I’ll post more later.

Bye!

bounjour from paris

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We made it safely and soundly here to the city of lights, otherwise known as Paris.  After waking up extremely early and heading to our train station in Barcelona, we almost wished that we would have stayed longer in Spain because it was such a good and fun time.  Lots of life, fun, adventure, everything you could need when you just want to sit back, relax, and enjoy the show.

The journey to get to Paris took absolutely FOREVER.  We had to take 4 different trains to get here since we didnt want to spend the 70 euros on a hoteltrain to get here.  From Barcelona we went to a small town in the south of France whose name escapes me at the moment, Montpiller, Lyon, and then on to Paris.  In total: 17 hours on the train.  Yes, seventeen long and horrible hours on the train to get to Paris, finally arriving at 1 in the morning to the freezing cold that has englufed Paris over the last week.

Let me also add that I am extremely sick at the moment.  Nothing close to going to the hospital or anything, but a wonderful combination of runny noses, loud sneezing, congested lungs, drowsy, headaches.  All of the wonderful things you would love to be feeling for a 17 hour journey to Paris, not to mention all along the way to all of the sights.  I’m still sick, and it sucks, but hopefully it will be gone soon so I won’t have to deal with all of the grossness that comes along with being sick.

As for Paris, it is an absolutely AMAZING city.  So much to do, so much to see, everything is a visual wonder.  After we got in late on Friday night we made our way to Notre Dame and the Eiffel Tower on Saturday to check out the city.  Notre Dame is amazing, well kept up and stunning inside.  I said a curse word inside the cathedral.  Woops, it happens.  Does that mean I am going to hell?  Hmmm…

The keyboards here in France are different so it is VERY hard to type with all the keys in weird places.  Hopefully I can find one that is set up like the American ones so I can post more about what France is like!

I’ll go into details more later, promise.  Euro Disney tomorrow with the Mona Lisa, then on to Normandy and off to Jolly ol’ London. 

Until then, Au Revior!

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