Hello all, it’s finally April and I couldn't be happier.
I’m here to finally talk about my whirlwind trip in
March, mostly to avoid doing what I will probably spend the next 4 weeks doing:
writing and rewriting my resume and CV as I apply for what feels like a million
jobs that I am overwhelmingly under-qualified for. So this will be a much needed
distraction.
Here’s what I am going to do: I am going to post my favorite
photos and talk about my favorite stories/parts of the trip rather than give
some boring play-by-play (also if you have already seen these pictures on
Facebook then whatever, deal with it. Also I am probably going to stop posting
photos to Facebook soon anyway; it’s too time consuming and nobody actually
looks at them and the picture quality is shit).
Amsterdam
Even though a canal tour may be a clichéd touristy thing to do, I still loved it, and not just because it was a great way to get out of the shitty weather that we had in Amsterdam. You get to float around in a boat, see the city from a new angle, and learn a bit of the city’s history, all while sitting on your ass.
We also saw a more…unique aspect of Amsterdam. My friend
wanted to check out the Old Church, so we headed there not knowing that it is
smack dab in the middle of the red light district. As if that wasn't
disconcerting enough, this particular church had an art installation that at
best can be described as…trippy. I’ve got no explanation for any of the things
that I saw that morning.
And last but not least the Albert Cuyp Market. Let it be
known: I am a market fiend. I love ‘em. You can buy food, souvenirs, clothing,
etc., and if you’re feeling brave you can haggle with people (I was not feeling
brave, as I do not speak a word of Dutch and it has to be one of the weirdest
languages I have ever encountered). I personally purchased Matcha tea, Rum and
Coke tea (delicious, in case anyone was wondering. I have yet to put actual rum
in it, but it will happen), and a purple ring that I am currently obsessed with
(anyone who has ever traveled with me knows that rings are my thing; I like
souvenirs that you can wear and look at all the time to remind you of your adventures).
(also while we were at said market the weather suddenly went from
okay-by-Amsterdam-standards to fucking-hailing-like-it-was-the-end-of-the-world.
Moral of the story? I don’t have one. Carry an umbrella maybe)
Brussels
Brussels was my first experience with Airbnb, and I have to
say it really set the bar high. Our hosts had a centrally located apartment,
tea, a fantastic sense of humor and great suggestions for restaurants (they
sent us to an amazing Lebanese place where I had quite possibly the best hummus
I’ve ever had in my life), and, most importantly, a dog that I immediately
befriended and wanted to take home with me.
I loved the Horta Museum. Loved loved loved. Unfortunately
you aren't allowed to take pictures inside, but just imagine that you are
inside the book The Great Gatsby, and
that’s pretty much what this place was like and also now you know why I loved
it so much.
And finally, I loved the Grand Place at night. We wandered
(read: power walked) there one night just after sunset and hit the perfect
time to take pictures (read: stalk people).
Bruges
In Bruges (movie reference #1) we stayed at a quaint little
inn. And by quaint little inn I mean this place was straight up out of a
Hitchcock movie, I was convinced that I would be stabbed in the shower, and for
the rest of our time in Bruges (movie reference #2) we called it the Bates
Motel (picture shown is not the Bates Motel, it is the hotel from the movie because I didn't take a picture of the Bates Motel and also why not?).
The Belfry of Bruges was awesome. Yeah, you wait in line for
a million years just to haul your ass up a shit ton of stairs, but damn is the
view worth it. Just amazing, beautiful little medieval buildings for days.
Bruges in general just blew me away. It’s definitely one of
the most beautiful places I have ever been to, and if I ever win the lottery I will
probably retire to Bruges when I’m old. Being in Bruges (movie reference #3)
(just had to sneak one more in) just felt like being on a movie set: too
beautiful to possibly be real.
Paris
Confession: I am obsessed with Paris. Anyone who has ever
seen my bedroom knows this, as it is fairly covered in French shit. I was in
Paris for a few days back in 2009, but this time around I got to see some
things that I hadn't seen last time, like the catacombs. Holy shit, the catacombs.
The catacombs were quite possibly my favorite part of the entire trip, because I
am a clearly a dark, twisted human being. But just the sheer size of the
tunnels, and the sheer number of skeletons…it was both mind-blowing and
breathtaking in the most macabre way possible.
This time around I also got to go to/up the Eiffel Tower.
FINALLY. Again, as anyone who has seen my bedroom can tell you, I have an
Eiffel Tower problem. I can’t explain it, I just love it. I have to restrain
myself from buying things just because they have the Eiffel Tower on them (this
works only 50% of the time), and I had to restrain myself from taking too many
pictures of the Eiffel Tower too.
I have a problem.
And finally, I went to the mecca for Jazz-Age-loving-English-major-nerds
such as myself: Shakespeare and Co, the bookstore to end all bookstores. I
consider my trip there a success on the whole: I only bought two books (I
wanted to buy dozens, naturally), managed to spend under an hour total in the
store (probably), and managed not to completely piss my friend off (thanks
Ange!!!)
Berlin
And last but not least, Berlin. To clarify, Berlin was not technically
part of my vacation; after Paris my friend headed for the UK for some more
traveling, I headed back to Hamburg for one day to do all of my laundry, and
then I went to Berlin for the mid-year Fulbright conference.
And it was awesome.
It was amazing to meet the English teaching assistants from
other European countries and the researchers from all over Europe. And beyond
that it was great to talk to the other ETA’s and swap stories and ideas for
what was and was not working at our schools.
I did get the chance to do a little sightseeing, and was blown away by the East Side Gallery/Berlin Wall. Though I haven’t posted many pictures here, street art is my thing right now, so I was in heaven.
So there you have it. Four countries, about month of
traveling, more beer, wine, and chocolate then I’d care to admit, and multiple
ridiculous/snarky postcards later and my adventuring is over for the time being
(until May that is, mwahaha).
(Also sorry for the longest post ever)