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5 Books You Must Read before Visiting/Working/Living in Paris…

Bonjour tout le monde! (Hello everybody!)

If it’s been awhile since I wrote it’s only because I’ve been finishing school, taking a week’s vacation in Barcelona & the South of France, and starting work in a non-profit here in Paris (more about that later!) Needless to say, this semester is flying by!

Anyways…back to the reading list!

First, a bit of background. In order to help me “prepare” (mentally, physically, linguistically!) for my year abroad, various family members (namely my mother) would present me with a new French”guide” book for every holiday and birthday. I picked up a few as well, as I knew dealing with the notoriously “difficult” French (namely Parisiens) was going to be no easy task for an alternately spunky and shy American girl like myself. I thought that if I had some insider information about the little known-nuances of French culture, I might have an edge over other foreigners, or at least maybe win some respect. While the jury’s still out on whether or not I’ve succeeded, these books provide humorous (and useful!) insight into French do’s and don’ts!

1) French or Foe: Making the Most Out of Living & Working in France by Polly Platt

Long regarded as the ultimate guide for foreigners living in Paris, French or Foe is written by a woman who herself made the transition from life in America to living and working in France with a French husband and French children. Incredible detail and witty explanations of everything from dinner etiquette to romance!

2) Pardon My French: Unleash Your Inner Gaul by Charles Timoney

The reviews say this Brit’s manual for decoding the French and their language will make you “so convincing that French people will talk very fast to you”…hence why it’s currently on my nightstand.

3) Savoir Flair: 211 Tips for Enjoying France and the French by Polly Platt

The followup to the popular “French or Foe” (see #1 above), Savoir Flair is the abbreviated version of its predecesor. Personal Favorite chapters: Enjoying Finding Something You Lost: Don’t Give up (p. 146), Enjoying Being a woman in France (p. 167): American girls, take note!

4) Words in a French Life: Lessons in Love and Language from the South of France by Kristin Epinasse

Written by a young woman from New Mexico who met her future (French) husband while studying abroad, Words in a French Life is the literary incarnation of the popular blog with the same name. Each chapter is short, pertaining only to the definition of a single French word, couched in anecdotes of her children, family, and daily life as an American living in Provence.

5) Dessine-moi Un Parisien by Olivier Magny (available in English under the title Stuff Parisiens like)

As I didn’t discover this gem until it was recommended to me by one of my French professors here in Paris, Dessine-Moi un Parisien is a funny and short (and illustrated!) half-celebration, half -mockery of the hoity-toity Parsien culture we all simultaneously love and hate, and has of late, become my reading material on the Metro!

 

Pick up one of these, and may you be enlightened and entertained!

Heaven on Earth

Sunrise over Corsica

Our next stop after Venice was the island of Corsica, in the Mediterranean off the coasts of Italy and France. We arrived in Toulon, France by dinnertime Tuesday, met up with Matt and Molly, who were coming from Paris after doing their own things for the first weekend, and grabbed some Chinese food. Spiciness, finally, I’d been missing it like crazy here in Europe. And then we boarded a ferry, which was more of a cruise ship, but super cheap considering, overnight to Corsica. Even though we had been up early the day before to catch our train to Toulon, we got up early Wednesday morning to see the sunrise over the island.

It was gorgeous. Like heaven on earth, hence the title of this blog. I mean, just take a look at the pictures. I knew from pictures and people talking that Corsica was supposed to be amazing, but it just didn’t compare to being there ourselves. (I didn’t get to see dolphins… That was a huge disappointment, but the rest of Corsica definitely made up for it.)

On the beach by the citadel

So we landed early in the morning, found a tourist office to leave our luggage at, grabbed some coffee to keep us awake, and then headed to a beach! We found one by the walls of an old citadel after only five minutes of walking. It was seriously beautiful. And really warm, perfect temperature to be in the Mediterranean on an island. And sunny. Really, just the perfect day. So we played in the sand for a bit, clambered over rocks on the coastline, and ran into the sea to swim in the perfectly crystal-clear water. And tossed a Frisbee, probably my favorite part.

Frisbee in the Mediterranean 🙂

After relaxing for a few hours, though, we decided it was time for lunch and to go get some open water kayaks. So we did. Sarah and Molly actually did get into a kayak, I was so proud of them! Even though they freaked out and decided staying on the beach was a better idea. So Matt and I headed out for a few hours of pure bliss off the coast of the most beautiful island in the most beautiful sea in the world. In my humble opinion. The best few hours of the entire trip so far, without contest, and that’s saying something. Although seeing my best friend Kate in Athens tomorrow may just be up there too. It’ll be a hard choice!

Matt on a kayak

By the time we got back and FINALLY found food that was open, it was dark and we only had a couple hours before our overnight ferry back to Toulon left, so we relaxed for a bit and got ready to live in a moving water palace again for a night. And to shower, because all that saltwater and wet clothes just weren’t gonna cut it for another 24 hours. And after all that exercise and the great fried dinner we got on the boat, we crashed like babies.

So now I’m in Rome (after way too long on trains) for the night, ready to board my flight to Athens in the morning. And I really can’t wait to see just how the second weekend and then next week of break compare to the first. If it’s even close, these will be some of the best two weeks of my life.

Rest of the photos: https://picasaweb.google.com/100454144518688283131/HeavenOnEarth

 

Venezia

Sunrise behind Doge's Palace

Venice was amazing, beautiful, relaxing, and just really really cool. We left Rome late at night, and got into Venice at 5:30. Yes, a.m. Which turned out to be a great decision, because we were able to see the sunrise over Venice. And since Venice is a huge tourist trap, being there in the wee early hours of the morning gave us a glimpse of its beauty before being invaded by humans. After finding the square with Doge’s Palace and St. Mark’s Basilica, we sat for a while and just enjoyed the beauty of the sea and the old buildings and the sunrise. And then found somewhere to get hot chocolate and croissants at like 8 for breakfast. We were starving at that point, obviously. But nobody else was up yet, so we had the outside café all to ourselves (well, we shared with the pigeons).

After our hostel opened and we could drop our bags off, we headed out again to tour St. Mark’s Basilica before the afternoon, hoping to beat the crowds. Fail. I doubt there’s such a thing as beating the crowds in Venice. But still, we got to see it, and it was just magnificent. Especially the golden altarpiece and the ceilings, which were painted gold or had gold mosaic or something gold. And the bones of St. Mark were under the altar (supposedly, obviously). So after facing the crowds, we decided it was time to wander the streets a bit, since the best part of being in Venice was getting lost with all the canals and bridges and old houses surrounding you.

But we were also starving, so we cut our wanderings a bit short in search of good fish. Which was also a fail. Guess our trying to find something fast and cheapish gave us that quality of fish too. So to counteract our disappointment and tiredness we grabbed a seat on the steps on the Grand Canal and took a good hour, two hour nap. And were still a bit lazy afterwards and so decided wandering again was our best option. We found so many Venetian mask shops, and some cannoli (yum), and even some people walking around wearing costumes. It WAS Halloween, so it wasn’t just because they were crazy Venetians. Maybe.

St. Mark's Basilica

We headed back to the hostel a bit early, since we had been up since like five, and relaxed for a few hours before our free dinner with the rest of the people staying at the hostel. Which was a great chance to meet everyone from around the world and share travel stories (and the free food might’ve been the best part. I mean, I’m a student traveling. I appreciate ANYTHING that’s free). And then the staff of our hostel took us out on the city for a few hours, and though Venice at night was also super cool, it just can’t beat the sunrise.

Venice, though, is totally worth a trip. It was amazing, relaxing, and just beautiful. Even if it is a bit touristy. So to see all my pictures, follow this link: https://picasaweb.google.com/100454144518688283131/Venizia

On the Grand Canal

 

When in Rome.

Now that my break is one week over (not halfway, not halfway until Saturday. Yes, I’m keeping track of every single day), and now that I have a bit of internet for once, I can add a few blogs to let y’all know what I’ve been up to for the past week. It’s been exciting! And will probably take a few different blogs.

So we (Sarah and I) started off our break on a night train to Rome. Didn’t want to waste any time by waiting until Saturday to travel! And we had a reservation, like we needed, so we get onto the train ready to grab our seats. Turns out we had reserved the wrong date.. It was confusing, ok? There were two dates since it was an overnight train. That’s our excuse. So we ended up trying to sleep on the floor by one of the doors. Which was just fine actually, had some room to spread out and it was pretty quiet, considering. Until like 3 a.m. when a huge group of Italians got on the train and decided the area we were in was the best part of the train to be in. Needless to say, we didn’t get much sleep after that. Especially since they stole all of our leg room. Some of the stereotypes about Italians, being loud and boisterous, are alas true.

Hall of maps inside the Vatican

But then we made it to Rome around 9 ready (somewhat) to start a sightseeing-packed day. Once we finally found our hostel and dropped our stuff off, we headed out to Vatican City. It was really really cool, in case you doubted it for some reason. We got hassled by about five different recruiters for tour guides before giving in and taking a tour. Bright side, we got to skip long lines and take a pretty personal tour, only five of us on it, and got more information than we would have otherwise. Downside, we paid a little extra and practically sprinted through the Vatican.. But if anyone wants to go visit, go with Discover Rome tours, we took them the next day for the Colosseum and they were GREAT and do a Vatican tour too. Even though we were rushed, we still got to see all the amazing things. Like the Sistine Chapel with it’s completely famous Michaelangelo paintings.

Altar in St. Peter's Basilica

Our tour ended in St. Peter’s Basilica where we had all the time we wanted to wander around. After studying the Reformation and Luther’s stance against this church, since it was the cause for all the indulgences, it was interesting to see what made those indulgences worth the scandal. Might not be worth the scandal, but the church was absolutely gorgeous. And full of history, obviously. And of course, outside the Vatican were all the colorfully, goofily (is that a word? It is now..) dressed Swiss guard.

If we had come back the next day at noon (Sunday) we could’ve seen the Pope! Which would’ve been awesome. But then again, there was so much more of Rome that we wanted to see, since we only had two days. Saturday night we saw the Pantheon and ate an Italian pasta dinner outside, then trekked to the Trevi fountain to see it at night and to the Colosseum to see it all lit up. Both were absolutely gorgeous.

Sarah and the Colosseum

So the first day was mostly our Vatican day, but Sunday was our ancient Roman history day. We started off with the Colosseum, which is where we found the Discover Rome tour which was great. We even learned that they probably didn’t throw the Christians to the lions, that that was only recorded way after the events. But the rest of the Colosseum was in no way a letdown.

After allowing us time to walk around the Colosseum ourselves, we met up with the tour group again for the second part, the Roman Forum. Which actually turned out to not be not through the Roman Forum, but rather through ancient palace ruins on top of the hill above the Roman Forum as well as information about the Forum. I had had no idea that all that cool stuff was there, I was just expecting a few columns and stuff from the Forum. Instead, we got to see the first “private entertainment system,” the emperor/king/whatever-he-was-called’s private battle arena. And Mussolini’s palace (which is now just a museum of artifacts, but still, the outside has his symbol and everything). And then we got to go out on our own to the Forum. And the Forum itself, like the courtyard, was just ruins of pillars, a few still standing. But surrounding it were old temples transformed into churches, and the first voting building, and practically the oldest street in the world. All of which fascinated me.

Roman Forum

Trevi fountain

After the tour, we got pasta again, saw the Trevi fountain again to make our wishes, and then headed to the Spanish steps. Which were kinda disappointing, not gonna lie. There were tons of people, like I expected, but they were literally just steps, no architecture or anything. But we can say we were there! Which is true of all of Rome now! Thing is, it never sank in while we were there that we were in Rome. It was very strange, because we had been looking forward to it for so long. And the pictures are amazing, and so we can look back on it and be amazed with ourselves for being there. Hopefully it’ll sink in soon! On the other hand, Venice was much better. So see the next blog for our adventures there!

 

Just Around the River Bend

Getting ready to raft

As a part of the program here in Namibia, we are allotted one week of travel on our own. Our group here did a variety of things including visiting Victoria Falls, traveling to the Skeleton Coast, and some decided to road trip around Southern Africa. I decided that I wanted to do something that was stress free. So four friends and I headed to the border of Namibia and South Africa and rafted down a river for a week.

Jumping off a cliff

The river is called the Orange River and it is nestled between two mountain ranges; one in Nambia and the other in South Africa. We rafted for four days and saw somuch. The first day on the river we climbed a massive rock and jumped off of it into the river. Later in the week we rode down rapids with just a life jacket. My favorite part of the trip though was every night we would set up camp on the river bank and literally I would fall asleep looking at the stars. When I’d wake up in the morning I would see the sun rising above the mountains. Never in my life have I ever been surrounded by pure untainted beauty.

Sitting in the back of the raft

My vacation was just what the doctor ordered. I had so much fun with my friends, but also got to relax in the beauty of Southern Africa. I’m now back in Windhoek and the days are flying by. I have one month left here and then we head to Cape Town to finish our time here. I can’t wait to see what these last few weeks entail because I know they will be nothing less than amazing.

 

 

 

Living large in Vienna! (Part III)

And the Vienna saga continues with Part III! If you missed Part II or Part I, you can find them at these links!

After our failed visit to the United Nations building, we decided to head to the Hofburg, the largest palace in Vienna. It was home to the royal Habsburg family, who ruled the Austro-Hungarian Empire. Perhaps you all might recognize it better as the seat of the Holy Roman Empire until Napoleon? In any case, it was an important place – and still is! It currently is home to many museums and serves as the official residence of the Austrian President.

The Hofburg, Vienna

The Hofburg is less of a palace and more of a compound. It’s huge! The palace and surrounding buildings underwent many, many renovations and additions! It’s a maze just finding the entrance!

We all decided that we wanted to tour the inside, and chose the tour that featured the National Silver Collection, The “Sisi” Museum, as well as the Royal Apartments.

Hofburg Museums, Vienna

The National Silver Collection was, umm… interesting? I didn’t know they needed so many dishes. It was like room, after room, after room, after room of dishes. These Habsburgs had all the plates, silverware, centerpieces, cups and mugs anyone could ever want. I’d imagine during the time of the empire it went something like, “Hey honey, do you want to eat off the china from the Queen of England or the plates made for the emperor of Mexico?”  “Oh! Why don’t we dine off the solid gold plates?”  “Great idea! We can have the 30 foot long centerpiece polished for dinner as well!”

So that was fun for about 10 minutes, but after 45 minutes of looking at dishes, we all lost our patience with that. Luckily, we were on to something a little more exciting. Now, to explain the rest of the tour I might have to go a little “history teacher on you guys,” so bear with me.

The Hofburg has a pretty decently sized museum called the “Sisi” museum. The museum is dedicated to Elisabeth (nicknamed Sisi), who was the Empress of Austria from 1854 until 1898. She married her cousin, Emperor Franz Joseph, when she was quite young (15, I think?) and was then forced into the royal spotlight. She was always kind of a “royal-rebel,” and towards the end of her life refused to partake in events and official ceremonies. Sisi also struggled with depression and (some believe) anorexia; her dresses were always measured to have a waist size between 18 and 19 inches!

It was fascinating seeing all the memorabilia from the time of Empress Elisabeth as well as learn about the history. This part of the Hofburg took another 50 minutes to get through, but it was definitely more interesting than the dishes.  😉  Perhaps my favorite quote from her was one she said after she heard that the emperor wanted to marry her. She said something along the lines of, “I do really like Franz Joseph, I only wish he weren’t the emperor.”

Franz Joseph's entrance to the royal apartments

The last part of the tour was the royal apartments, and royal they were. Done up to the finest of Viennese standards, it was quite amazing. Those of you who have seen Schönbrunn will find it very similar (Schönbrunn was mainly used as their summer home, whereas The Hofburg was their main residence).

After this we were all pretty burnt out. Half of us decided to take a little break and head back to the hostel for an hour or two before dinner, while the others headed off to the Esperanto Museum. (Esperanto was a language that was constructed using elements of many languages and is very easy to learn. It was developed in Vienna to be the new international language, but never really caught on.)

We met up again for dinner at our favorite little Viennese restaurant and enjoyed our last “Wiener Schnitzel!” – which was fantastic, by the way!

The next day our flight didn’t leave until 4 p.m. or so, and because of that we had sort of an awkward amount of time where we had to be out of the hostel, but couldn’t go right to the airport, we bummed around in Starbucks. Quite literally.

Starbucks, Vienna

We were all pretty exhausted from the long days of tourism, and (most of us) ended up falling asleep! Rachel even somehow ended up horizontal! The Starbucks workers in Vienna must of thought we were homeless or something.

All in all, it was quite the trip. We got to see lots of exciting things, much of which we’d only learned about in class or read in books!

In my next update, you all can look forward to hearing all about my classes here in Tübingen! Bis dann! Tschüß!

 

Lions, Zebras, and Rhinos… oh my!!

Lions drinking at a pond

One of the many things that I have learned while being here in Namibia is realizing how skewed my perceptions of Africa were and how people at home still have a skewed view. Growing up my two ideas of Africa came from The Lion King and those infomercials with starving African babies. However, that is not the case at all. While there are children who are hungry here, there also children that go hungry in the United States. There are lions here, but they don’t roam the continent as I once assumed they did. I can’t even begin to count the times that friends and family back home have asked me if I’ve seen a lion yet. I am staying in the capital city, Windhoek, so the only way that I can see a lion is if I go to the zoo just like at home.

Very close to an elephant!

However all of that aside I finally got a chance to see the side of Africa that so many think of. I went and camped out at Etosha a Namibian National Game park. It was one of the most surreal experiences I have ever had. As a kid, I used to love to go to the zoo, yet it always made me a little sad to see all of the animals in cages, when I felt that they should be able to roam free. Well in Etosha, the animals get to.

The moment we drove into the park, we saw a herd of wildebeests (that’s the animal that killed Mufasa for any of you Lion Kind gurus). That day I got to see Lions, Elephants, Zebra, Giraffes, Cheetah, and some rhinos. We camped on the grounds of the park and as I drifted off to sleep at night I could hear the elephants blowing their trunks in the distance. The next morning we went on an early game drive and got see a group of lions feeding on the remains of an elephant. While the whole dead elephant thing was a little gross, it was still so cool to see the lions. There is so much more to Africa than lions and the like, but I think is something that everyone should be able to see in their lifetime.

All the animals lined up

These past two weeks have been such a blur for me, I have done so much and seen so much that I feel like I can’t get my mind to sit still for a minute! But I can’t wait because tomorrow I am heading to raft down the Orange River and I know it will be so relaxing and just the break that I need. Until next time!!

Watching zebras at the watering hole at sunset

My new family

The chicken coup in our compound


One of the things that drew me to this program was the homestay aspect. I have already told you that I have stayed with two families, one in Johannesburg, South Africa and another in Windhoek. While I was excited for both of those experiences I was most excited for my homestay with a family in Northern Namibia in a rural setting. For a week we stayed with families in the town of Outapi, which is close to the Angolan border. I was a little nervous and didn’t really know what to expect because I knew that it would be such a different experience for me. And now looking back, it has been one of the greatest experiences in my life. My host family consisted of my Meme (mom), my sister, Secilia, and my four brothers, Ignatius, Titus, Lucas, and John. The moment that I meant my Meme she ran over to me and hugged me and picked me up… mind you this is a woman in her mid sixties!

My little brother John and me

The moment I got to their home I was made to feel like one of the family. Our house was very far in the brush and it took about 40 minutes to walk to the nearest road every morning. My family has a large herd of goats, numerous chickens, a pig and four dogs. We don’t have electricity so once the sun goes down; you have to rely on the stars and the moon for light. The bathroom consisted of the good ole outdoors, because there was no plumbing. And bathing was done with a bucket of water. Now you might be saying all of those things do not sound to fun… but I actually loved it. You never realize how much water you waste with the flush of a toilet or a ten minute shower.

A normal day with my family consists of getting up at dawn and starting chores, such as letting the goats out to pasture, feeding the chickens, waking up the small children, starting a fire for breakfast, along with many other things. At 7:00 I would then walk about 40 minutes with my brothers and they would go to school and I would meet up with the other students and we would go to our scheduled activities for the day. I would then head back to be with my family around four each day. Every night I would help start the fire and then my sister and I would cook dinner… the most memorable dinner was when I killed a chicken, plucked its feathers, cooked it and then ate it. It was one of the craziest things I have ever done. But I figured it would pretty hypocritical of me to eat meat that other people have killed but be willing to kill it myself. So the choices were kill and eat a chicken or become a vegetarian… I chose meat 🙂

Making a basket with my brother Titus

Over the weekend, my family and I just hung out at home. My meme and I wove a basket, I played soccer with my brothers, and made jewelry with neighbors. It was such an amazing time! On Sunday morning I went to church with my sister. It was very interesting, but very long… it lasted for 4 hours. Then that afternoon all the host families and students came together for a party. My meme dressed me in traditional Oshiwambo dress and made sure I looked just right before we left.

In traditional Oshiwambo dress

As the weekend came to a close I couldn’t help but think that this family had really claimed me as one of their own. Meme called me daughter, Secilia and my brothers all called me sister. I was living with a family that hardly spoke English yet I felt so loved and so welcome. On my last night we all layed out under the stars holding hands, singing, and even were crying because our family had to part. I will forever remember my Oshiwambo family because they have a piece of my heart.

 

Life

Since the last time I posted, I haven’t really done much exciting traveling. I know, disappointing, but it’s only been a week or so.. But this gives me a chance to post about life in general in Reutlingen, what my average day-to-day activities are. As average as life gets here, anyway. Which isn’t that average. I mean, it’s Germany. And our professors always move classes around, so no two weeks have the same schedule. Makes things interesting.

So I guess I’ll talk about classes first. We have classes just with the other Valpo students and mostly with Valpo professors, which for this semester means there are five of us with one professor in a classroom. For all of our classes. Very different than at Valpo. We have five different classes: German language, German literature, Luther and Bach (all taught by Valpo professors), Art/Art History/Architecture (taught by a professor from another town close by), and International Economics, which also focuses on the region Reutlingen’s in and Germany and is taught by the man in charge of the international program at Reutlingen. So those five diverse classes make up our weeks, and all of them are actually pretty interesting. The only downside to these classes is that it’s just the five Valpo students in them, instead of many other programs which integrate the students into the university or at least into an international program with hundreds of other students.

Looking down from a hill onto part of Reutlingen

Instead of using classes to meet other students, we meet them most often in our dorm. These are different than dorms at Valpo. Here most rooms are singles, although I am one of the very few in a double room. Each floor in my dorm (so like 20 people) shares two toilets and two showers, one for guys and one for girls, and a kitchen/lounge area. This kitchen is where you actually meet the most people; since the cafeteria is only open for lunch, there’s always people in there cooking and watching tv or just sitting around talking. Cooking, by the way, is an adventure. Since, you know, everything’s in German. And since my German isn’t good enough to be able to read ingredients and stuff, I just make it up as I go. Problem is, I probably won’t be able to bring my newfound skills and recipes, if you call them that, to the U.S. because I won’t actually know what the ingredients are.. I just know what the bottles or packages look like! And they probably wouldn’t taste as good anyway, because Germans put much less preservatives and other junk in their food.

The best part of Reutlingen, though, is the nature, and I’ve been taking full advantage of that. There’s plenty of hills around to hike, a big outdoors sport complex with tons of fields to throw a frisbee or play some soccer on, and while out running I’ve found a big expanse of woods with trails and an absolutely beautiful nature park. And of course it’s even better now that fall is in full swing and the ground is covered with yellows, lime greens, and oranges.

One of the paths on campus yesterday

So that’s pretty much my life on a general day. And even though it does sound amazing (it is, let’s be serious), I really miss everyone back home. My best friend who’s in Athens studying abroad this semester, my boyfriend, my family, my frisbee team, and all of my other friends.. The whole experience has been a series of ups and downs, and I’ve broken down a few times because of the downs. It really is hard to be away from everyone you care about for months, and I’m only halfway through. At the same time, though, I’m already halfway through, and I feel like I’ve just started. And by the time I have everything figured out, it’ll be December and time to go home. So for these next couple of months, I’m concentrating on having the time of my life and learning more than I think possible and gaining a global perspective on things and becoming the person I want to be. And I’d say I have a pretty good start 🙂

Living large in Vienna! (Part II)

So you are all probably saying to yourselves right now, “Long time no post! What in the world have you been up to, Jake? We’re all waiting on the edge of our seats to read the next saga in your crazy European adventures!”

I know, I know. It’s been another one of those crazy weeks here in Tübingen with a spontaneous trip to Vienna and the first week of classes! So I’ll try my best to catch you all up during the next few days!

Because we had a little bit of free time between the end of my “Deutsch-Kompakt-Kurs” and the start of the semester, Zach, Hannah, Rachel, Emily, Helena (our Canadian friend) and I decided to do something called “Blind Booking” through the German discount airline Germanwings. We paid only 60 Euros for a two-way ticket, but we could have ended up in London, Lisbon, Rome, Barcelona, Berlin, or Vienna. Because we all simply want to see as much of Europe as we can, it wasn’t important to us that we choose exactly where we ended up!

Since Zach and I both went on the trip, we decided that he would blog about the first half, and I’d write a little about the second half! Before you read the rest of this post, you might be interested in reading Zach’s latest post first!

On Saturday we packed as much into one day as humanly possible (you think I’m joking). We woke up in the morning and had our usual hostel breakfast, and then made our way to Schönbrunn, which is conveniently right on the subway line that runs between the hostel we stayed in and downtown.

Schönbrunn

Schönbrunn (Vienna, Austria)

We spent an hour or two wandering the never-ending gardens, but decided not to take a tour of the inside. There are many palaces in Vienna, and rather than touring all of them, we decided that later on Saturday we’d go and tour the Hofburg. (The Hofburg is in the middle of the city and was the emperor’s normal residence; Schönbrunn was mainly used as a summer home.)

After Schönbrunn, we made our way to the Naschmarkt, the largest and most famous street market in Vienna. The market seemed to stretch on forever! We’d walk for a little bit, think we’d reached the end, but it would just keep going! Because we went on Saturday, it was particularly busy; at some points I was getting a little claustrophobic because there were so many people.

The Naschmarkt had so many interesting offerings. Vendors bring fresh meats, cheeses, olives, baked goods, deserts and everything else you can think of! We ended up finding a cheap Döner stand for lunch – Döner is German gyros-type meat that’s served with veggies like a sandwich. It’s often sold in Turkish snack stands, so people assume it’s Turkish, but many Germans are quick to correct you that it the Döner Sandwich actually came from Berlin.

Secession House, Vienna

After lunch we headed to the Secession House, the home of the rebellious art movement “The Vienna Secession,” founded by Gustav Klimt and other artists in 1897. The artists broke off from the primary “Wien Künstlerhaus” because they found the group too conservative and thought the group tended to copy earlier styles of art instead of pioneering innovative ways to present the ideas of the time.

The architecture of the Secession House is, in and of itself, worth seeing and the building also houses Klimt’s famous Beethoven frieze. Seeing the giant frieze in person was incredible, especially after reading about its history and the meaning behind all the panels. However, the rest of the exhibits in the Secession House left much to be desired.

The House presumably wants to keep with the “mold-breaking” nature that it’s founders intended, but some of the modern art presented there has gone a little too far. For example, the exhibits were simply random words on walls, or even air conditioning. You read that right, air conditioning. One exhibit was air conditioning a room to an uncomfortable temperature. To them that is “art.” It’s a little much, in my opinion.

We then quickly made our way the United Nations building in Vienna, because someone had told us there were daily tours. But it turned out that those daily tours were only Monday-Friday. So we saw the outside! That counts for something, right?

United Nations, Vienna

I’ve got to finish up some homework and things before I meet up with my friends later in the Altstadt, so I’ve got to leave you all hanging! In the next post (Vienna: Part III), you can look forward to hearing about The Hofburg Palace, our last night in Vienna dinner, as well as our trip back home!

Unfortunately, I had forgot the memory card for my camera in Tuebingen, so I couldn’t take any pictures in Vienna, so I’m stealing Zach’s. You can check out his pictures from the trip on his Picasa account here: https://picasaweb.google.com/117445044945979223598

 

 

 

 

 

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