Thanks for following my travel blog! Future travels will likely be recorded here as well. For now I leave you for frequent yoga, desperate attempts to play The Lumineers on guitar & reading everything I can get my hands on.
Paris. The final days of my trip were spent in the City of Lights. In addition to The Pantheon, Versailles, and The Champs Elysees I also toured all of the wonderful dry cleaning facilities of Paris. Why? Because that’s where my family can be found. Meeting up with my dad and brother after 5 months was great. We spent a full 2 days soaking up all the bread and cheese physically possible. On Wednesday at 8 a.m. I caught my flight from Charles De Gaulle to Boston.
Things I found unpacking include: maps, sea shells, fig flavored Croatian alcohol, and a Czechoslovakian coca-cola bottle.
I spent four days with the marvelous Anna & Melusine in their petite apartment in Montpellier. While Anna finished her law exams I wandered and ate just about the entire city. My last night fell on Fete de la Musique. Fortunately, Anna and Melusine work at a restaurant in a park full of concert venues (aka free beer). Unfortunately, Anna and Melusine work at a restaurant in a park full of concert venues (aka wandered around alone after free beer). Yesterday, I left the sunshine of the south and took the TGV to Paris.
A unique and complicated dialect which allows for communication with selective friends and family. It requires the use of many English words with a heavy french accent and punctuating sentences with “no?”. Sprinkle in some “le” and “la” and you’re good to go. WARNING: Use of Frenglish should be limited to friends and family only. You will still be perceived as a tourist and/or construed as mildly offensive.
I arrived in Prague (June 10th) and promptly slept for 13 hours straight. Conveniently, I woke up at 7:30am the next day to begin my wanderings. Prague was recovering post-flood and the Vltava River was still very high. I meandered among incredible modernist buildings. I went to Prague castle (the largest castle complex in the world), the Prague metronome, and Wenceslas Square on my first day. Where the Prague Metronome now stands there was once a massive statue of Stalin. He was taken down eventually when even the communists were embarrassed of him and replaced with none other than Micheal Jackson (naturally).
On the second day I took a walking tour. The most incredible (crazy) fact I learned was that Prague’s many synagogues are still standing after years of Nazi rule because Hitler intended them to become the “museum of the extinct race.” Creepy. Prague’s famous astrological clock was really cool. In fact, the city’s owners liked it so much they didn’t want anyone else to have one. So, naturally, they poked out the eyes of its creator. In revenge he climbed behind his creation and pulled it apart. Jokes on them, it took 500 years before it could be put back together. I couldn’t of made this up if I tried.
The third to last picture is nifty because there’s a communist concrete building, Gothic tower, and modernist building all next to each other, which I feel is very representative of Prague’s lovable diversity. After that is the John Lennon Wall - a decade long mode of catharsis for the city. It’s constantly evolving, painters were contributing while a street performer sung “Imagine.” Lastly, R.I.P. half a duck, potato dumplings, and Czech beer. I had an incredible Czech meal with two new hostel friends before running off to see a quintet play classical music at the Rudolfinum. They were, hands down, the most incredible musicians I have ever heard. The next day I grabbed my plane to France!