Monday, January 12, 2015

Travels with Maman: Strasbourg, Lyon and Paris


The last of my France photos (from my phone) are here. This first bunch are meant to go with the Thanksgiving post. I am thankful for all these people and times! 

French Thanksgiving! we were full. 


Alexiiiis! 

Christmas market in Lyon

UCEAP Thanksgiving dinner-Philip saw me….

La grand roue de Lyon


Strasbourg: Voyage #1 with Maman

Homemade stollen, soooo good

Pretty church from the boat tour


I love the architecture of this city!


A map of Strasbourg!

Christmas flea market


Christmas is everywhere!


Strasbourg sausage and sauerkraut and cheesy pretzel!


View from the top of Strasbourg Cathedral 






Inside the cathedral


Christmas market outside of the cathedral





The Cathedral where Martin Luther posted his 95 Theses!!



Boulangeries for the win. 


Mom and I on the train!




Christmas markets-capital of Christmas



Then onto Lyon, so I could show her my lovely new home town :)












Finally, Paris! I don't have that many pictures from my phone (most are on my camera, but here they are)












Thursday, January 1, 2015

À la prochaine, Lyon xoxo

Au revoir Lyon.

A few days ago my mom and I left with a few huge suitcases for Paris and this leaving marked the end of my time in Lyon. I have written in many previous posts that I love Lyon or that I am going to feel torn apart by this strange ending (see: L'approche de la fin). However, this is a big life experience so I am going to milk it for all it's worth. No, but really, Lyon has made the hugest impression on my heart. I think writing about something—an experience, a sentiment, a loved one, even yourself—helps you to solidify that thing in your mind and better understand it. The words, when reread, are like a song that you can replay, causing you to refeel the experience that created them. Sometimes, this process results in a sort of hazy romanticization of a moment that is not always faithful to reality. The memory sounds surprisingly sweet when it was, in actuality, quite painful. Or vice versa. Thus, I have decided to compose a list of moments that stand-out to me and that embody Lyon. Hopefully, I will be able to throw some good and bad ones in there for you all. Nevertheless, Lyon is something that I don't mind romanticizing just a little bit.

Lyon List:

1. view from Fourvière or various parks around Croix-Rousse
2.  views of the Rhone in the early morning before classes (even when it was freezing and before 8 am)
3. taking the T1 all the way to Bron with a million other students and people (some who were a little smelly)
4. eating pasta carbonara and clementines everyday for lunch in the cafeteria with Alexis and Jason and Sara and everyone else who saw me eat the same thing every day
5. Les Berges du Rhone-the college kid hotspot (when it was still warm)
6. a dozen Americans scream-singing Happy Birthday to me in front of a bar of confused French people
7.  studying at favorite cafés (La Bicyclettrie or Le Boîte à Café)
8. CISL (how can we ever forget?)
9. dinner times with my host family
and so much more.

I have now been home in California for about a week and a half. I made this blog post when I was back in Paris with Mom. There are so many things I could add to my list, but I just wanted to post this last one to wrap up the study abroad bonanza. Merci mille fois, Lyon. Je reviendrai. 

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

L'approche de la fin (The approach of the end)


1 day until my mom arrives.
2 days until I go to Strasbourg.
4 full days left in Lyon
8 days until I leave Lyon.
12 days until I leave France.
13 days until I am home.
15 days until Christmas.


I made this list in ascending order because I want to make it seem like I have more time than I do. When the fact of the matter is, I am running out of time, and quickly. I don’t like it. I don’t want to leave because now Lyon is a part of me, it is another home and all the friends I made here are a part of that home. It seems normal to sit in the living room of my host family’s house and hear the French TV upstairs and type this out on my computer. I don’t want to leave yet. I just got used to it. But, life calls. And school calls. I miss home so much but I want to stay. How does this make sense? 

Tuesday, December 9, 2014

La Fête des Lumières

 Last weekend was the famous “Fête des Lumières” in Lyon; apparently around a million (4 million?) people came to see the lights that weekend. The Fête lasted 4 days (Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday). People come from all over and hotels are astronomically more expensive this weekend.

It was beautiful AND I got a visit from two friends so I was over-the-moon.

Saturday night I got to see Elvire, my old conversation partner back in Berkeley over a year ago, for her birthday! We went out to a burger place after getting turned away from a swanky club where the bouncer looked at me like I was underdressed and told us that Elvire’s boyfriend was wearing tennis shoes which meant we couldn’t go in. Then we went to see some of the light shows while drinking vin chaud, which is everywhere here at this time of year. We saw the Anookis Go to the Opera on the side of the opera and then Place de Terreaux which had a beautiful show involving art, dancers, and nature. (It doesn’t make sense in words, you have to see the pictures and videos-the videos are being stubborn so hopefully they will be up soon)




Sunday, Alison came to see the festival and we spent the afternoon and evening trekking around. I played tour guide first and then we spent some time seeing the light shows with Sara at night. We saw Place des Terreaux again, Cathédrale de Saint-Jean, Place des Jacobins, and many more.
We also passed through the traboules in Vieux Lyon, ate at L’épicerie, had some street-side crepes and an enormous barbe à papa (cotton candy). We spent time at the Christmas market and time wandering the streets in general until we had to brave a rather complicated situation wherein Alison had to find her covoiturage to return to Strasbourg, sans phone or internet. But we succeeded! (Thank you to the nice guy who let us use his phone!)

















Finally, on Monday, Sara and I decided to hit the last few things we wanted to hit. We went to Parc de Tête d’Or together where there were lanterns in the trees, lanterns on the water and flying lit-up fish in the air. It was really cool and mystical. Then I hit the universe light show (1000 mini light bulbs on stakes and a beautiful projection of movement through the universe) on my way home as well as another one on Rue Auguste Comte where the artist had made statues of people on benches out of plastic wrap.  


Anyways, it was incredible but I really wasn’t a fan of the crowds Saturday night. I think I was happy with the way I did it—spread out and a little bit everyday. I loved the atmosphere, it was cold but everyone was out and there were so many street vendors everywhere you went—selling vin chaud, crepes, gaufres (waffles), kebabs (NOT a shish kebab, but a sandwich with a long flat bun split in half, shredded spiced meat, onions, and a variety of sauces, late-night food), hot dogs, etc. Here are some pictures and (fingers crossed) videos. I hope you enjoy!

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

A French Thanksgiving

Salut, friends!!

So the holiday season is just around the corner and I am less than a month away from coming home. Looking back on this time in Lyon, I cannot believe how fast it has gone, how much I have experienced and how much I still have to learn about the French language and culture. I have realized that God has given humans an ability to adapt to new places and that is what I have been able to experience here, a gradual process of adaptation with ups and downs. I feel like I can look back at this place with joy at all the things I have learned and all the amazing people I have met. I feel like Lyon is another home and that feels really special.

That being said, I figured I would do a little thankful piece in honor of Thanksgiving this past week. Although I wasn't able to experience Thanksgiving with my family at home (for the first time in my life), I was able to have two Thanksgivings here in France and FaceTime my family on Thanksgiving Day. So don't worry, I got plenty of turkey!!!

I am thankful for a lot of things in my life. I recognize that I live a very blessed life, to have grown up where I did with the family I did and to go to such a wonderful school and have such wonderful friends there, but this year was particularly terrific. I am thankful that I know God and that this year has been one in which I continue to grow closer to Him, even though I have had a lot of ups and downs, being taken out of my normal life and community at Berkeley. I am thankful for my family who are all so supportive of me and who love me no matter what. You guys are my rocks, Mom, Dad, James, Wheat and Syd. I cannot wait to be home.

I am thankful for my boyfriend. Joe, thank you so much for everything. You know a lot of things about me that no one else does and you love me anyways. Thank you for making me a better person, by experiencing your easy joy, your love of God, and your open heart. I am so thankful that I get to see in January.

I am also thankful for my three gal pals Amber, Cierra and Sara, to all of you whom I have gotten so close to in Lyon, I love you all! And I know I will treasure our memories for a long long time.

I am also beyond grateful for my host family, you guys made it worth it to be in Lyon. I really think the majority of my experience hinged on you guys. It would NOT have been Lyon without you.

Thank you to all my friends and family at home who have been reading and sending me lovely cards and even packages (Thank you Manda!! :)). I miss you all and I will be home soon. What were you guys thankful for this past Thanksgiving?