Hello everyone. So I didn't go to Barcelona this weekend, didn't want to take the chance with the strike. So instead I switched the credit and now have my Rome tickets for December. I ended up wasting some money, but oh well. My mom reminded me that I can come back to Europe for a long weekend whenever I want, and I think I am going to go to Barcelona and Berlin for spring break! So instead of Barcelona, we are having a Paris weekend, which I am really happy about since in November I am gone for three of the four weekends.
Yesterday we had a final, which was something I am iffy on. I studied really hard for it, and the questions were kind of vague and didn't really cover a whole lot of what we discussed in class. But it is out of my hands now, so I can just hope for the best. After the final me, Grace, Jessen and Lauren went to Musse d'Orangie. At first it was a little disappointing because a lot of pieces weren't actually in the museum, but then I saw Monet's waterlilies and all my disappointment went away. I sat on a bench and stared at the paintings for like ten minutes. The use of color was impeccable. It's amazing how one person can look at a blank canvas and then through paint create a masterpiece that will one day take the breath away from millions of people. After the museum we walked through the Tuilerie gardens, which are so beautiful. I walked through them with my mom on my second day in Paris, and to walk through them again was just as enjoyable.
That night we went out bar hopping, which we have determined is the fun weekend activity to do because if you go during happy hour it makes for a pretty cheap night. So we went to Route 66 first where I got a mojito, which I ordered because my mom and brother make fake mojitos at home and so I though I would have a real one so I can understand what the fuss is all about. It was quite delicious. After that bar we went to this other bar where I had the drink called "After sex". Now for my family members that are reading this (mainly grandma), it is just a name of a drink. It is not a big deal. The bartender at this bar had a crush on my friend Jessen because he came over and started to give her a shoulder massage, which was a tad creepy. Ok, it was a lot creepy. But at this point in time it was almost Grace's 21st birthday so we left and went to a crepe stand where I had a chocolate beignet and everyone else had a crepe. We sang Grace happy birthday and then walked around a bit before heading back home.
I finally got to sleep in, which was amazing. I hadn't got a lot of sleep because of studying for finals, so to get ten hours of sleep was fantastic. Me, Grace, and Lauren went to the modern art museum today. I am totally taking Ashlee there when she visits. There are two floors we can get into with our student cards, and each floor was like its own museum. We spent almost two hours on the top floor, which I loved. I got to see a Salvador Dali painting, which convinced me that I am totally going to go to his museum in Spain. His painting looked like a printed poster. The colors were so pure, strokes so smooth, and it just looked so life-like. He brought the dream world into the realm of reality. There were a lot of Picasso's, which was quite awesome and then were other pieces that were random and spectacular. We took a break after we were done with that floor and got some lunch. I had a brie sandwich, which is my new favorite thing to get at brasseries. I love brie. We sat on a bench and enjoyed our food before we headed back into the museum to tackle the fourth floor. This was the feminist floor, and I must say the entire time I was there I thought of Megan. Megan would have LOVED this exhibit. Some of it was a bit much, but i know that this art is meant to induce shock and awe. What really got me was a video of a woman hula hooping with a barbed-wire hula hoop. She was naked and so you could see the scratches and bits of blood. It was shocking, but it moved me. And really isn't that what art is supposed to do? It is supposed to make one think and question what they know, along with presenting something new and different. Granted, I don't understand self-mutilation to make a point, but just because it is something I don't get doesn't mean it is wrong or that others cannot/should not do it. But there was this one painting, I don't remember the name of it, but it captured me. If my internet didn't suck I would post a picture in this post. There were the faces of two women, which looked photograph like, and there were words written around them. I will post the pictures at school Monday, because seriously this painting was gorgeous. It took us about an hour and a half to finish this floor, and by the time we were done we realized we had spent our entire afternoon at this museum. Isn't that what Paris is about though? Spending a day at a museum, eating at a brasserie, and being with friends? I think so.
But since it was Grace's birthday, of course we had to go out! We went to get falafel and I had some gelato, which was the best gelato I have ever had in my entire life. Then we went to some bars. We had shots at one place, a birthday shot for Grace. I had a No Way!! shot, which was lit on fire so I had to drink it through a straw. It was really cool. Then went to another bar where I had some Scottish beer called Mc Ewans. After that bar, we went to a jazz club where we did some swing dancing and enjoyed a live band. There weren't a lot of young people there, but I danced with my friend Sophia and this old guy who was really nice. He understood that I had really no idea what type of dancing I was doing, and so he just kept spinning me around. It was a lot of fun. When we were done, we went to a crepe stand where I shared a crepe with Sophia and then we headed back.
I like how they do it in Paris. People go out at like 7 or 8 o'clock and get back around 2 am. It is a lot of fun, because you are then able to get up early in the morning and enjoy your day, which is exactly what I am doing tomorrow. I am going to Sacre Coeur and Angelina's tomorrow with friends and this to the Moosehead bar tomorrow night for Cider and to watch some baseball. I am so excited to see the basilica and Angelina's apparently had the best hot chocolate known to man. Thus, it should be another great day in Paris. Well, I am off to bed. Night.
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