Time to be Tourists

Due to this past week being our last full week in Paris, Cara and I finally decided to check a few touristy sites off of our list. After four weeks, it was finally time to use our museum passes and see the history behind the beautiful city of Paris.

Monday night we had yet another phenomenal dinner with more Memphis families that were kind enough to take us out during their trips to Paris.  We had reservations at Georges, which is a funky, modern restaurant on the top of the Pompidou Center. The restaurant is not only known for their food, but for their amazing 300 degree view of the city through their glass walls. We watched the sun set on the city while we ate a delicious meal with friends- what could be better?

Unfortunately, while in Paris, we have had to attend a little thing called class.  Tuesday morning we had presentations in class and after class we had a scheduled visit at the European Commission, which was very intriguing.  Later that night, one of our professors took our entire class to the famous L'As du Fallafel in the Marais to pick up dinner.  We all took our dinner to the Seine to eat, drink wine and watch the sunset by the river.

Wednesday's class period flew by because we all knew we had a five day weekend ahead of us!  We got out of class and decided to treat ourselves to the best vegetable tart and seafood salad at bread & roses.  Once again, another restaurant that I highly recommend (we have yet to eat at a bad restaurant).  After lunch and wondering into a few nearby shops, we went to visit our friends Mona and Nike at the Luvre.  We figured it would be less crowded on a random Wednesday afternoon, but boy were we wrong.  Mona was a lot smaller than I expected... in fact, she's tiny.  Walking through crowds of tourists for hours made us hungry again, so for dinner we found ourselves back in the Marais for some fondue.  I think I ate six loafs of bread and 3 lbs. of cheese...

After eating so much fondue, we decided to wake up Thursday morning and walk a few miles to the Bastille Marche, the outdoor market at Place de Bastille.  We found lots of goodies- butter and sugar crepes, cherries and English peas!  Cara's parents arrived a few hours later so we met them at their hotel and set out for a day full of activities.  Dinner was at Le Square Gardette and was phenomenal, yet again.  When we arrived to the empty restaurant for our 8:00 reservations, we were concerned about our restaurant choice.  Apparently eating at 8:00 in France is equivalent to the 5:30 crowd in the U.S.  By 9:30, as we were getting our second course, the place was full of people.  The vibe of the restaurant and food was eclectic and funky, but made us feel like we were at home in Texas.  It was a great ending to a great day!

Weekend Getaway: Florence

Our weekend getaways the past few weeks have made me realize that, if all else fails, I could be a travel agent.  But just don’t ask me to book the hotel, because I will probably book the wrong one in the wrong city, like I did this weekend.

I would usually write about the highlights of a trip, but this entire trip to Florence was a highlight, with our hotel being the only “lowlight.”  Florence is absolutely amazing, and I am so glad that we chose to spend one of our few weekends in Europe there.  It was worth every penny and every pound gained (as my pictures will show).

When we landed in Florence on Thursday night, we were excited to stay at the Together FLORENCE Inn (note that ‘Florence’ is in the name of the hotel) located .3 miles from the city center.  To our surprise, the hotel was located .3 miles from the city center of Bagno a Ripoli… outside of Florence.  Oops.

So we made the trek out to the hotel and tried to convince ourselves that our hotel didn’t matter because we would not be spending a lot of time there.  We threw our stuff down, freshened up, and headed out to explore the city, but first we had to take a 20-minute ride on the public bus to even get to Florence.  Needless to say, by the end of the weekend we had mastered yet another European public transportation system.  When we got into Florence we stayed on one the "local" side of the river where we ate at a packed little restaurant called Gusta Pizza.  The pizza not only tasted amazing, but also came out in a heart shape.  We then followed the tradition and used our receipt to write a little message to stick under the glass table.  We sat at a table with a man from Florence and his lady friend and ended up talking to them for an hour.  He gave us the names and locations of the best restaurants and gelato places in town.  We finished the night with gelato (duh) and roamed around “the square” where all the locals all sit and drink on the steps of an old building.

Friday morning we woke up to a little surprise- no water.  Yes, you read correctly, the hotel did not have running water.  This meant no showering, not brushing our teeth, and no going to the bathroom.  Great.  Luckily we were ok with not showering because we were about to spend the next six hours horseback riding through Tuscany.  We got on the city bus, which we thought was the wrong one, so we got off and ended up running through the city in order to make it to our tour on time.  What a lovely start to the day.

We made it to our Horseback and Vineyards Tour and left in the van that drove us to the Chianti region in Tuscany, where many world famous wines are produced.  The next few hours were some of the most amazing in my life.  We rode horses through the hills and vineyards in the hot Tuscan sun for a few hours.  The views were unreal and unlike anything I have ever laid eyes on before.  We rode to the Principe Corsini private estate and ate a traditional Italian lunch, did a wine tasting of the Principo Corsini wines, and toured the wine cellars and estate.  Everything was perfect!

By the time we got back to the hotel we were so exhausted and decided to lay by the pool for an hour.  In the mean time, the water came back on and we were all ready to shower- but oh wait, our shower didn’t work.  The next hour we had to deal with the hotel staff and the maintenance guy, and ended up having to switch to a different room.  Strike two.

Friday night’s dinner was at Tameró, a local pasta shop that came recommended from the man we met the night before (who we ended up running into there).  We really enjoyed the “grungy chic” décor, wine, fruit and cheese tray, and our homemade pastas.  We finished the night with wine and dessert at Golden View Open Bar that over looked the river.  Our night was spent eating, drinking, and reminiscing on how amazing that day was.

Saturday morning we woke up and made our way to a Florence foodie tour with Florence Food Tour.  This tour was far better than any museum tour because we got to experience the history and culture of the city through the eyes of a Florentine.  In a few hours we hit a coffee shop, truffle shop, meat and cheese shop, the San Lorenzo Market, and a gelato shop.  We got to try every type of traditional Italian food and wine that you could possibly imagine.  The tour far exceeded our expectations, and if I ever return to Florence, I would book this tour again and again.  To read more about our day, check out my Florence Foodie blog post [COMING SOON].

From the food tour we went to explore the San Lorenzo Market, which has tons of leather goods, clothes and jewelry.  Each of us left with a little something as a souvenir from Italy. We decided we should probably do a few touristy things, so we explored the Duomo and later made the hike up to the Boboli Gardens.  Our next stop was Piazzale Michelangelo, so we stopped and got a bottle of wine from a little wine shop to drink at the top while we overlooked the entire city.  The view was absolutely amazing, and we found a cozy little bench in the rose garden where we sat and had our own little happy hour before dinner.  Of course we had to cheers to yet another amazing day!

Thanks to Trip Advisor (the most brilliant website ever invented), we had the best Italian dinner at an adorable family owned restaurant called La Cucina del Garga.  This was by far the best food of the weekend, and they treated their customers like royalty.  We started with an amazing sautéed calamari and avocado dish, each had different seafood pastas (mine was the best pasta I have ever had), and finished with cheese cake and chocolate cake.  They even brought us Prosecco, tomato focaccia bread, and a slice of lemon cake all on the house.  We were so stuffed we pretty much floated home.

And guess what happened when we got back to the hotel?  No water... again.  This hotel made me seriously doubt my trip planning skills.

Luckily our flights left Sunday afternoon, so we had the morning to check a few more things off of our list.  Our first stop was the Accademia Gallery to see the one and only, State of David.  We had all of our bags with us, so afterward we schlepped to a small cafe and bakery to have our morning coffee and do yet another recap of our amazing weekend.  We walked around a little more, ate lunch at a cute little restaurant that looked out to the Duomo, and then enjoyed one last baby cannoli in the Republic Square before we had to head back to Paris.

Now we are back in our dorm rooms, missing the many highlights of our weekend getaway in Florence, Italy.  

Exploring Saint Germain des Prés & Saint Michel

Wednesday was another day filled with amazing and fascinating adventures.  It just blows my mind how much there is to see and do in this city.  After a quick glimpse into the life and culture of the Saint Germain and Saint Michel area, we decided we had to go back to explore some more.

We got out of class early enough to plan a little "picnic" in the Luxembourg Gardens.  We picked up two little flatbread pizzas covered with tomatoes, olives and arugula.  The six of us lined up our chairs along the garden to eat and enjoy the view.  On our way out we just so happened to run into Cara's family friends again- how ironic?  And they gave us this amazing map book of the city... our new bible.

From the gardens we walked to the famous Café de Flore for their specialty hot chocolate.  The hot chocolate here is not your typical, American, watered down hot chocolate, it is real hot chocolate that tastes more like a melted chocolate bar.

We used our new bible to take Rue de Seine all the way to the Seine to find the Lovers Lock Bridge.  Luckily, we found the exact bridge we were looking for.  For those of you who are not familiar with the Lovers Lock Bridge, it is a bridge over the Seine that has thousands and thousands of locks on it.  Couples from all over the world visit the bridge to hang their lock with their names, initials, anniversaries, etc.  You then throw the key to the lock over the edge and into the Seine.  Since Ron and Alex (Cara's beau) were not with us to partake in this lovely (you might say... cheesy) tradition, we decided to do it ourselves.

The off to the The Smith's Bakery for a little something sweet.