Showing posts with label bedlam. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bedlam. Show all posts

Friday, June 1, 2012

Journal Entry: The End of Another Trip

Well, here we are. Almost done and time to go home. I have the alarm set for 5:15a. I’m going to leave earlier than I think I need to, just to be on the safe side. I guess it’s better to be sitting around the airport than to miss my flight. 

This morning I waited around the hostel until it was time to check in for my flight. I then went to the “Tour Eifeel”. I walked down to the Laumiere stop, so I’d know where to go in the morning.

I mailed my post cards from the Eiffel Tower. They have no postmen any more, just a machine. I was going to pay to go up the tower, but only one elevator was working, so the line was backed up to Timbuktu. I decided to skip it. 
 
Eiffel Tower
I went to information, and asked how to get to the Louvre. The girl told me which bus to take, and that it was an hour walk. Well, I’m an idiot. I decided to walk it. I looked at the map at the bus stop and decided it didn’t look that far. Kinda like how Roquefixade didn’t look that steep.

It was not an hour walk, but about forty minutes. It was still pretty far, and I shouldn’t have done it, because my legs have been hurting pretty badly for some days now. It was a pleasant walk though, with some nice views of the Eiffel Tower and other buildings. And two gypsies that tried to pull the “ring scam” on me. They pretended to pick something of the ground, usually a “gold” ring, and then try to sell it to you. It’s probably plastic. I thought it was too bad V. wasn’t with me because we could have had some fun with them. 

Tried to pull the Gold Ring Scam on me - vanished when he saw I was photographing him

The Louvre was nice. I went up to the 2nd floor (the 3rd floor in the States) and saw some nice paintings, Dutch, Flanders, etc. Poussin, Rembrandt, Van Eyck, Ruisdael, etc. It wasn’t too crowded because I think most people start on the ground floor and work their way up. V. and I did not see that floor. Actually, I only really saw one wing of it. 
 
Poussin's Shepherds of Arcadia
I then went downstairs. I was going to look at the Etruscan stuff, but it was bedlam, so I left. I was only there about two hours. It would have been longer, except , my batteries started dying in my camera, so I went and bought some. I got upstairs and they didn’t work! I put them in and they had no charge. I had to find a Tabac shop to buy some more. Luckily they didn’t mark my ticket, so I was able to come back in, no problem. When I was done, I went back and told the shop where I bought them what happened. The lady remembered me luckily and she gave me my money back! I was expecting them not to do anything for me.
In the Louvre, I took pictures of all the Poussin (sp? I can’t remember how to spell his name, I don’t think that’s right) paintings. I really like his paintings. “The Shepards of Arcadia” was there. I didn’t know that it was.

Bedlam at the Louvre
One of his other paintings I really liked was of his “seasons” paintings. There were the farmers carrying grapes and they were the size of apples! It struck me as amusing for some reason.

After I left the Louvre, I went shopping. I bought Andy a brass squirrel I’d seen in a shop window. It’s so cute! I hope he likes it. I also bought Oliver a stuffed Eiffel Tower, and his yet born sibling a pair of cute purple socks that say “Paris” on them.

I ate dinner at the hostel. I got an appetizer of chicken strips and another of onion rings. It was a massive amount of food. I should have only ordered the chicken. It cost €14 with wine and a tip. A bit much, but it’s the last dinner here, so there you go. I ate too much!
I have had a shower. I have everything as together as possible. I really can’t pack until in the morning because I want to air out the clothes I wore today. Hope I don’t make too much noise in the morning. 

Well, I think that’s it. Good night!

Friday, May 25, 2012

Journal Entry: Happy Accidents


The regional trains are striking for two days [coincidentally, they started the evening I was at Antibes so it was a good thing I’d cut the day short by buying a return ticket early]. That is why it was bedlam at the station yesterday, not because of the Grand Prix. The Australian guy in my room told me this morning. I was worried that I would not be able to get to Marseille, but the long distance trains are still running. The train to Marseille’s final destination is Geneva. 
Departing Nice

So I am at the train station, and in good time. Not too early and not running to catch the train. It is very damp here. My laundry (socks and undies that I wash each night) did not dry, even after two days. Hopefully the hostel in Marseille will not be so damp.
The strike is from 23rd to 25th at 5p. By the way, the bathrooms at Nice’s main train station are great. They cost €.50 but are very clean. There is an attendant, and they hold your bags for you.

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Journal Entry: More Hostel Shenanigans



I returned to my room to find my pajamas on top of someone else’s luggage and my blanket had been moved around. I don’t know what the fuck was up with that. It’s also quite damp in here. I have opened the door to hopefully air it out a bit. I do like the bathroom here. The ensuite is very nice. That’s the only thing I like about this room. The hostel itself is good. The bar and kitchen are amazing. 
 
Remains of Roman Amphitheatre in Nice outside Archaeology Museum
So anyway, I was going to go to Cap Ferrat today, but I think the time trials for the Grand Prix in Monaco started today because it was absolute bedlam at the train station. So I scratched that idea. Instead I went to the Matisse museum and the Archaeology museum. They were both free today but I’m not sure why. They usually cost money. 

After the incredibly long walk, I went to the old town and ate lunch at the same kebab place as yesterday. I then was going to take a stroll on the “Promenade des Anglais” but it looked like rain, so I went to the Contemporary Art museum. It was free too. 

I walked very far today, and my feet are sore. 

I leave for Marseille at 10:57a tomorrow morning. I hope the hostel in Marseille is nice or I’m going to the Hilton. I’m kidding. Or am I?