Final words

Right now I’m sitting on a flight en route to Seattle, my final destination where, in just a few short hours, I will be greeted by my parents. The last 5 weeks have been unbelievable. I’ve learned more and experienced more than I ever thought possible. It was my first trip abroad and a wonderful one. The French Riviera is beautiful and I met some really great people during my time there. It was a crazy adventure, one I wouldn’t trade for the world. I’m so grateful to my parents and my grandparents for making this possible. I appreciate so much that I was able to have such a wonderful travel experience. Thank you, I love you. I hope you all enjoyed reading about my adventures as much as I enjoyed having them! 

The Last Supper and Magical Bus Drivers

For our second to last night in Nice our professor arranged a dinner for the whole group. We dined alfresco at a small but delicious restaurant. All the food was made to order, fresh and delicious. To start we had a salad of fresh greens, anchovies, onions, green peppers, hardboiled eggs, tuna, and a thick balsamic dressing. YUM. This was followed by gnocchi and slow cooked beef, so tender we didn’t need our knives. The meal was rounded off with a mind blowing raspberry tart. Such a good meal, we were all very full and satisfied after.

By the time we were finished with our meal it was too late to be picked up by public transportation, so our professor had arranged a private bus for us. Our trip back to our university confirmed my belief that French bus drivers are magicians. Let me back up and start by describing where we had dinner…high up in the hills above Nice through lots of twisting and turning roads. This was fine when we drove up in a small public bus, but when our personal pulled up in front of the restaurant our jaws dropped. It was easily big enough to accommodate 75 people, and our group is less than 25. With no better option we climbed aboard. After all, the bus had made it up hadn’t it? 


We started off ok, brushing a few bushes, but nothing serious. Then came our first major turn. It took our driver several starts and stops to maneuver the bus around the stop. Buses in France are completely flat in front so drivers are able to get very close to whatever it is in front of them, be it a wall, another bus or the edge of a cliff, all of which we have experienced at various times throughout our trip. We all applauded when our bus driver skillfully handled this turn. He then gunned the giant bus down the road, making up for lost time. The other thing about bus drivers is that they are very generous with the gas pedal. They love to make up for lost time, honk at scooters and then slam the brakes. I’m amazed in 5 weeks of taking public transportation quite often I neither experienced nor witnessed any sort of accident. 


But back to our trip down the hill. We made it down a ways without any more major incidents, until we came upon a major turn with cars parked alongside the road. First we trapped one car up a driveway (sorry!) and then we caused a major traffic jam of at least 3 cars behind us and 5 in front of us while we sat blocking the intersection. All of us on the bus were laughing hysterically as we moved back and forth making little progress. (If any of you have seen Austin Powers you can picture what we looked like). Finally our driver managed to park us in such a way to let the cars go so we didn’t hold them up any longer. Then several starts and reverses later we slowly turned the corner, barely missing some buildings on our left. Whew! What an adventure it was.


I am entirely convinced that the bus drivers in France are magical, which is the only way I can conceive them managing such large buses, small turns, narrow streets and no accidents in the crazy traffic. I thought Boston drivers were bad. I was wrong. Add in hundreds of little scooters zipping around in traffic with no regard for anyone’s personal safety, much less their own, and it was a nightmare. I’ve seen it all on scooters. Multiple people, no helmets, sandals, high heels, everything!

A Vacation From a Vacation

Lounging on the beach and soaking up French culture and history can tire anybody out and luckily our professor had arranged a short trip away from Nice for us. Corsica is a small island in the Mediterranean, a region of France, with a mix of Italian and French heritage. It was not easy to get too (a bus ride to the train, a train ride to the ferry and a 7 hour ferry to the island) whew! The ferry was huge though with plenty of ways to entertain passengers. There were several restaurants, lots of chairs and couches to lounge on, a shop, a movie theater, huge decks where we could soak up the sun, and a small pool to splash about in.

 We finally got to Corsica, checking into our hotel, and crashed for the night. Boy, were we exhausted! The next morning we woke up early for a visit with the Corsican mayor. Our hotel had a delicious buffet of breakfast foods, a nice change from our typical corn flakes and baguette at our university’s cafeteria. Then we were off to Ajaccio, the Corsican capital. The island is very small and only has 1 bus per hour running past our hotel. Thankfully we made it with plenty of time to spare. When we arrived in Ajaccio we were about an hour early to meet the mayor, so we split up to explore. The town had a lovely market full of fresh foods and lots of shops and cafés. I picked up some postcards and spent some time walking through town. Then it was time to meet the mayor.

Our professor was friends with another professor who set up our meeting. The Corsicans were very excited to have us American students visiting. We met in the Napoleon Salon for a reception. We had the history of Napoleon and several beautiful old paintings described to us by a translator and then we were introduced to the mayor himself. He gave a wonderful speech welcoming us to Corsica and extending his hospitality and encouraging us to visit again. Our professor then spoke for all of us thanking him for his speech and hospitality. We ended with delicious aperitifs and mingling with the Corsican people. Then we set off into the town to explore. I spent a pleasant afternoon in the company of friends walking the streets of Ajaccio. Then we sat for a few hours chatting over pizza. My time in Ajaccio ended with the most delicious raspberry tart of my entire life. It was mind-blowing, easily the best dessert I’ve had in a while. I don’t know what I will do in America without all the patisseries! (Actually fit into my jeans I suppose).

The next morning I woke up and took advantage of the breakfast buffet again before heading to the pool. It was so nice to sit and soak up the sun, jumping in the pool every once in a while to cool off. Later in the afternoon I switched to the beach. In Nice all the beaches are rocky, so the sandy beaches of Corsica were a nice change, as were the hotel provided lounge chairs! I dozed off for a while and then woke up for a few hands of cards. The rest of my afternoon was spent chatting with people on the hotel patio. Early the next morning we woke up to catch a 7am ferry leaving Corsica. It was a rough start to the morning, but if this trip has taught me anything it’s that any type of moving vehicle knocks me out within a matter of minutes. My friend has a series of hilarious sleeping Isabel pictures. Although it was quite a journey to get to and from Corsica, it was a really wonderful way to spend some of our last few days in France. All the people we met were cheerful and happy to have us as guests. The island was beautiful and relaxing. I would highly recommend it to anyone in the area. 

French Medieval Villages: Eze and St. Paul de Vence

If I could spend the rest of my time here in France wandering around a French medieval village I would be quite happy. Eze and St. Paul were two of my favorite places to visit. Beautiful, historical and interesting I could have easily spent several days wandering around each town, although each were quite small.

view of the Mediterranean coast from Eze

Eze is a beautiful medieval French village only about an hour away from France. I missed the first group tour with my professor because of how sick I was, but luckily several others also didn't make it to Eze so we journeyed there together. We left early in the morning anticipating a long bus ride. We were pleasantly surprised when it turned out to be about 45 minutes away from Nice! The bus climbed up through the mountains the entire way, so we were at a high altitude and the views were breathtaking. We could see all of the beautiful French towns and across the Mediterranean Sea far into the distance.

some of the beautiful architecture of Eze

The village was certainly a climb, lots of stairs and steep slopes, but entirely worth it. There were lots of cute cafes, galleries and shops, not to mention the beautiful old architecture and views. We spent a very pleasant day exploring the village. I picked up some fun postcards for my dad that were classic French recipes and took lots and lots of pictures. It was so much fun being in such a historical and beautiful place. Eze was very different than any of the French towns I had visited before. There was also an old church and beautiful courtyard we spent some time at. Further up the hill from the church was an old graveyard. It was amazing to see how old some of the tombstones were.

an old Catholic church in Eze

We ended up at a small café were we could rest our legs and enjoy each other’s company.  I ordered a crepe nutella, my favorite, and “fresh squeezed orange juice,” or so the café’s sign promised. It turned out to be a can of Minute Maid, but I’m not one to be picky. It was delicious all the same. One of my friends showed off her jewelry purchases made by a local artist. We also chatted with a German couple sitting next to us who spoke excellent English. It turns out they vacation in France often. They drive down from Germany and stay for a few weeks. It was great to talk and joke about cultural differences with them. We gave them advice about their son going to an American college and they wished us well on our visit in France. All in all it was a wonderful way to spend a day and I’m very glad that I was able to see Eze.

art is everywhere in Saint Paul

Another French medieval village we were able to visit was Saint Paul de Vence. Unfortunately this one was a little bit more difficult to get too, but again so worth it. Thank god for French public transportation. 1 € and free transfers can get to so far! Again the first thing I noticed about this medieval village was the beautiful architecture. It was so great to walk around and see the cobblestone streets and the stone buildings. Some of my favorite sites were the beautiful shutters that cover most French windows, the stone designs built into the cobblestone streets and all the gorgeous flowers and vines that were everywhere.

gorgeous houses all around the village

one of my favorite statues

cute heart shutters

Saint Paul really reminds me of southern California 

 A friend and I broke off from the group and wandered the streets for a while.  Saint Paul is a very artsy village with many galleries with beautiful artwork and statutes all around the village. I can’t pick between two of my favorite statues, one of a horse made entirely of horseshoes and another of a person, or what could be an angel, paused mid jump in front of the scenery.

I found a small print that I found very beautiful, of a field of poppies in front of French village. I can’t wait to hang it up in my room to remind me of my adventures in the South of France! My friend and I ended up a small restaurant with our stomachs grumbling. Sadly in my attempt to broaden my horizons and try something new I ended up with raw duck on my plate. Lesson learned, order pasta next time! The rest of my salad was good, however, and I did nibble on the duck just to say I had. Not my cup of tea. The meal quickly redeemed itself when we ordered crème brule for dessert. Need I say more?

a stone flower pot built right into the street, so pretty

horse statue made entirely of horse shoes

Saint Paul

my raw duck salad 

We ended the afternoon with some culture at the home turned museum of impressionist painter Pierre-Auguste Renoir. (I told you it was an educational trip mom and dad). We first pulled up in front of sprawling greens, olive trees and flowers; a very beautiful garden that we got to spend some time exploring after touring the house. The house was actually the very house that Renoir lived and painted in. We got to see old furniture, his sketches and some paintings, and the room he painted in. Many of the plaques around the house were in English in addition to French so I was able to read up on my history and learn a lot about Renoir; a very pleasant way to end the afternoon. 

Renoir's house

olive trees

Renoir's garden

Ciao Italia

One of the first things that amazed me once moving to the east coast was how easy it was state hop in a relatively short amount of time. I was visiting my boyfriend in Connecticut and we decided to to go to the beach. I was very excited but confused when he told me Connecticut beaches were no good and we wouldn't be going to one. How, then, were we able to go to the beach? We just hopped into the car and drove a mere 45 minutes to a beach in Rhode Island!

Now that I am in Europe this novelty has once again impressed me, on a much larger scale....country hopping! First I went to Monaco, although being so similar to France I hardly felt like I was in a different country. This past Friday, however, I traveled from France to Italy. I say "traveled" when really all I did was get on a train (only €13 round trip!) and less than an hour later I was in another country! In America I can't do this. Even living in Washington State it would be a few hours drive for me to visit Canada, ditto living in Southern California and wanting to visit Mexico. Being able to go to another country so quickly and easily is still blowing my mind.

When I say how easy it was to go to Italy from France I really do mean easy. With the creation of the European Union and the implementation of the euro, travel around Europe has become a snap. I didn't need my passport to get into Italy and I didn't have to do any currency exchange! It almost didn't feel like I was in a different country until I realized I spoke even less Italian than I do French! Mon dieu...or should I say mio dio! Luckily my few words of Italian (always know your pleases and thank yous no matter what foreign country you are traveling to!) broken French and English and the friendly people were able to get me through the day.

A small group of us decided to go to Ventimigia, Italy, which is just over the border from France (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ventimiglia). We visited the most wonderful food market filled with fruits, veggies, flowers, meats, fish, pastas, and many other delightful goodies. I only wish there were daily markets like that in America! 

After we had our fill of the sights of the food market we went to the shore to an even bigger market that sold everything you could ever want. Clothes, shoes, bags, kitchenware, cheese, cured meats, sun dried tomatoes, toys, jewelry and on and on and on! The market seemed to go on forever and my friends and I spent a pleasant few hours browsing the market. We each came away with some souvenirs. I got myself a beautiful red beaded necklace and a purse for my sister. I had to hold myself back from buying out the market, though!

Later that afternoon we walked along the beautiful shore, had some authentic Italian pasta, and made our way back to the train station. All in all a wonderful day! 

 

Coming up: French Medieval Villages and impressionist painters

a picture is worth a thousand words

me in the Alps

view from the top

market in Antibes

beautiful coast line Antibes, France

Monte Carlo, Monaco 

never seen more Ferraris in one place than I did in Monaco

standing on the steps where the Cannes film festival is held

Lamborghini in Cannes 

mural in Cannes 

Alps, Monaco, Cannes, Nice and why I've been MIA

For the past few days I've been very sick. Nothing is worse than being sick in a foreign country. I thought being sick away at college was hard, but at least the pharmacies speak English and I know how to get to a doctor! Luckily some of the others on the trip have been sick as well, so a group of us went to the pharmacy together. Through broken French, English and gestures we were able to secure some cold pills and cough syrup. Hopefully that will help. I don't want to dwell on my illness, however. This post will focus on my past few days as best as I can remember them.

Hiking in the Alps was unbelievable. We had to wake up at an ungodly hour, but as a wise woman (my maman) once said "I've never regretted waking up early for something." So I went and it was sooo worth it. After about an hour and a half up a winding mountain road in a bus that was far to large to be attempting the narrow roads (side note French bus drivers are magicians! more on them and public transportation later). Luckily I was able to sleep through most of it. When we finally arrived we realized just how cold it was! None of us were expecting it, as we had just come from the coast which, even at 7am is hot. Once we finally got moving, though, we warmed up and made it all the way to the top! Views were gorgeous, I'm so glad I went.

Unfortunately I am experience technical difficulties, which are made worse by the fact that I don't speak, read or write French.....so no pictures yet. I will work on that and get back to you. I hope my French adventures are enough to engage you for now....

Back to the Alps. After hiking back down, which was much quicker than the hike up, we stopped at a charming little restaurant. Best olive oil, hands down! We couldn't get enough of it, or the delicious homemade omelettes we ordered. Then we went on to a cafe and sat and talked for a while, enjoying hot chocolate and coffee to warm ourselves up. Who knew just a two hour bus ride could make such a difference in the temperature! The bus ride back was uneventful, or so I'm told. I fell asleep again!

The Alps was Sunday (7/17) and the rest of the week was fairly uneventful. This Sunday, however, was Monaco! Another gorgeous place, although mostly uneventful. Well at least now I can say I've visited! I saw the casino and even went into the lobby. It was beautiful and I wish I could have gone inside to see the rest of the glamour, but I'm too cheap to pay €10 to get in. Perhaps if I meet a prince... I also saw the church were Prince Albert was recently married (oh mon dieu, such rumors!) and the castle itself! The group I was with was able to take a guided audio tour of the part open to the public. While beautiful, as one girl pointed out it was a bit like Disneyland. Very clean, almost fake looking and lots of shops for tourists. Ah well, the views from the top of the hill where the castle was were beautiful.

On Tuesday we went to Cannes. I had a similar experience in Cannes as I did in Monaco. It was beautiful and I'm glad I went, although nothing special really stood out to me. Perhaps I need to come for the film festival...again, where is my prince?!

So many days blur together here so I don't recall the exact date this happened, but I had so much fun I thought I'd share. I was feeling restless in my room and unproductive (I have two research papers to do while I'm here!) so I thought I'd take a walk into Old Nice. On the way I mailed some post cards. Once I made it into Old Nice I felt so much better! It's filled with so many ally ways that twist and turn you could get so lost. Luckily shops line the allies so it's easy to keep yourself entertained while you try to find your way out of the maze. I stopped for a Nutella crepe for energy. They are quickly becoming my weakness! And then on to one of the cutest shops ever! It's filled with salts, spices, mixes, flavored sugars, soaps and I don't even know what else. The best part is it's not just any salt or spices, but really unique ones. Of course I immediately knew what my father's gift from France would be. Ever the foodie (http://soundfood.blogspot.com/) I knew he'd LOVE anything from this shop. Me being my mother's daughter (AKA total shopaholic) quickly got to work picking out what I thought he'd have the most fun experimenting with. My haul: Egyptian salt, seaweed salt, some kind of red salt that I think I read goes well with chicken, chocolate flavored sugar, a fish rub, a steak rub and another mix I think is supposed to be for vegetables. Most signs were in French, but I could translate a bit and I know that my dad will have fun with anything I get him. Successful day! I can't wait to see what he mixes up for me....hint hint :) 


This post is far too long to be with out pictures, so I will end here and hopefully get my technical difficulties sorted out soon! 

Antibes!

Oh, Antibes....how I wish I could stay forever. It was beautiful. Only a 15 minute train ride from Nice, I will definitely be returning while I still can.

We arrived early in the morning, around 10:30 and explored the harbor with our helpful guide Igor. Yachts galore! We could not believe the size of them.

This gorgeous sailboat was my favorite:

Next we walked through town which was so cute! Patisseries, gelato shops, restaurants, an open air market selling all kinds of knick knacks and antiques, and the most amazing food market called the Marché Provençal. 

Marché Provençal

Best olives I've ever had, hands down

Fromage

Next we walked along the coast line seeing the beautiful sites. We saw gorgeous French maisons (houses) and the beautiful view. 

   Our guide then decided to torture us with a steep hill covered in jagged rocks. Keep in mind is about 90 degrees, so of course we're all in flip flops. The view from the top:

worth it

After safely making it back to the bottom of the hill (I had some serious doubts that I would) we sat out doors and had a drink and a snack. After we continued to wander around the town, admiring the beautiful architecture and the novelty of a beautiful French town. The day concluded with dinner at Le Chaudron (the Cauldron). An adorable hole in the wall restaurant with amazingly fresh seafood. If you are in Antibes or anywhere near I highly suggest it. The service was wonderful, as was the food and wine. 

    

Next up: the Alps!

For those interested in the academics...

http://www.northeastern.edu/studyabroad/programs/description/?id=125

Course credits:

SOCL 4535: European Union: Social and Political Issues - The course deals with current challenges being faced by the European Union countries, with special emphasis on economic problems, status of the welfare state, political issues, immigration, effects of recent EU expansion, European policies regarding neighboring regions, and the future of EU integration. Particular attention will be given to the role of France and the recent changes in French domestic and foreign policies.

Learning objectives: Students will learn about the origins of the European Union and the reasons for its creation; the important role played by the EU and by its member states in global affairs; the challenge of integrating separate nations into a more unified economic and political entity; and the ways in which the region is dealing with the challenges of a new century. Given the historical and cultural connections between the USA and Europe, it is important that American students have an informed knowledge and understanding of the latter. Because the Dialog will be based in France, special attention will be given to the ways in which France is responding to challenges to its way of life.

Assignments:In addition to lectures and assigned reading, students will be responsible for conducting a research project on a topic to be decided in consultation with the instructor. The precise topic will be chosen to fit with the student's interests, and will be designed to build on courses they have already taken at NU. The results of the research will be presented in a research paper, which will be due on August 15.

SOCL 4580: Special Topics in Sociology: Societies and Cultures of the Mediterranean Region - The course looks at the ways in which the societies on the shores of the Mediterranean Sea have been connected during the last two millennia, the conflicts that have occurred, the ways in which cultural perceptions and definitions have developed, the religious and political differences that have emerged, and the recent rise of terrorism as a factor in the region. The course will also look at recent attempts to integrate the region into some kind of Mediterranean Union, the reasons for their failure, and what can be expected in the future.

Learning Objectives: The aim of the course is to understand why this region, where continents and civilizations meet, is of special global significance in the Twenty-First Century. Students will gain an understanding of the trends and tensions in the region, of the sources of conflict and cooperation between Mediterranean nations, and of the possible consequences of a failure to improve relations. Finally, students compare the Mediterranean experience with attempts in other areas of the world to create regional programs and identities.

Assignments: In addition to lectures and assigned reading, students will be responsible for conducting a research project on a topic to be decided in consultation with me. The precise topic will be chosen to fit with the student�s interests, and will be deigned to build on courses they have already taken at NU. The results of the research will be presented in a research paper, which will be due on August 15.

More on my first few days....

Here are my first few days as best as I can remember:

Thursday: arrived in a haze and settled into my room. It's very European and tiny! Thank god I don't have to share it. It's just a bed, desk, small closet and bathroom (perhaps I'll post pictures when it's not so messy!). To give you an idea of how big the room is, sitting on my bed I can pretty much reach everything. The shower is so tiny I, at a proud 5' 2" can't comfortably shower. I can't imagine how my 6' 4" classmate does it. Bonuses: mini fridge and full length mirror! After unpacking I got a pizza from a truck at the bottom of the hill. Parked in an ally this truck is pretty much just a a counter top and oven. The man doesn't even keep the dough in the food truck, but in his car parked across the way. Slightly sketch, but so delicious it was worth it.

Friday, Saturday and Sunday ran together in my mind: exploring old town, eating, and going to the beach. It was amazing! 

Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday we had classes. I won't bore you with those details :) Thursday was Bastille Day which, for those of you who don't know, is like 4th of July in America (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bastille_Day). We had no classes. Instead we spent the day at the beach and then watched beautiful fireworks around 10pm. 

This weekend was absolutely amazing. Saturday we spent the day in Antibes, a small town about a 15 minute train ride from Nice, and Sunday we went hiking in the Alps! A little less than 2 hours from Nice...amazing. I am planning on devoting two separate posts to those days. For now all I will saying is I am having the most wonderful time here in France! 

À bientôt 

A sneak peek of Antibes and the Alps:

Finally a post!: First week in Nice, France.

Bonjour (hello),

Finally I am posting for the first time! It has been such a crazy week, I feel as though I've hardly had five minutes to myself. I know, however, that people are dying to know all about my European adventures, so I will write them down as best as I can remember. Thankfully I've been journaling on a semi-regular basis, so I can hopefully remember them as best I can.

First a little background: I'm here in the South of France studying Europe and the Mediterranean from a sociological prospective for five weeks (more on my classes in a later post). This is my first time in Europe and I am beyond excited to be here!

My class of 23 students, 2 interpreters and 1 very English, very hilarious professor arrived on Thursday 7/7. My wonderful boyfriend who has been interning in India for the past 6 months (http://x6monthsinindia.blogspot.com/) decided to stay in France for a few days on his way back to the states. My first few days in Nice were spent in a wonderful blur of reuniting with him, making friends with my fellow students, eating good food, drinking good wine, exploring the city and spending time at the beach.

France is everything I had hoped it would be and more. The city is amazing and the weather wonderful.

Tomorrow I am waking up at 5:30 am to go hiking in the Alps, so I must sign off. Hopefully my next post will be longer and more organized!

À bientôt (talk to you soon).