Ma Vie en Europe

Greece: Athens, Mykonos, and Santorini!

2010-07-04T13:02:00.000-07:00

Wednesday, June 23: I had to wake up early to catch the bus to Gatwick airport. My alarm woke me up around 4:30, but I apparently fell asleep again. When Peter yelled my name at about 4:50, I got up and got ready real quick. I got to the tube station at about 5:30, but my bus was leaving at 6:10 from West Brompton. It was just a couple of stops away, but I needed to change on the district line towards Wimbledon. I got to the stop on time and took the EasyBus to the airport. There, I bought some a muffin, a coffee, and “How to kill a mockingbird” by Harper Lee. It’s such a good book. I boarded my flight and went to sleep for most of it. When I got to the airport, the customs people didn’t even look at my passport. They just stamped it and I moved along. I was quite surprised by this. I met up with Simo, Thaigo, Laurent, J-H, and Juan. We took the bus into Athens. It took over an hour and a half. Plus, it was really cramped and humid inside. We definitely should have taken the metro or train there, but there was a strike occurring when we got there, so the bus was our only choice. On the way to Athens, we found out that our hostel messed up our reservation, but we got placed into a better hostel for the same price. That was real nice. The hostel was nicer, but the area wasn’t great. Even the people from Athens say that we shouldn’t walk back at night. I roomed with Thiago and Juan. That night, we met up with Anna and Jan, who came on a later flight. We had dinner at some Greek restaurant. We all had souvlaki. Apparently, it’s a traditional dish and it was very good. After, we went up to the Acropolis and bought some beer. We drank it on this rock facing out towards Athens. It was a great view of the city. John, a friend of Laurent’s, joined us. He’s from Athens and he gave us a lot of tips for the next day.

One really thing did occur that night. We were sitting around in a circle and talking. My friend, Simo, had his bag to the side of him. Then, all of a sudden, it was gone. After worrying for a bit, two guys came up to us and told us that they saw two other guys take his bag. Now, why didn’t the two guys tell us when the other two were taking the bag? Then, about 15 minutes later, two different guys came and gave us the bag back, saying that they found it on the side of the road. Thankfully, Simo only had a water bottle and a sweater in there. I really think the two guys who told us and the two guys who gave us the bag back were working together. After, all four of them were talking to each other. Weird story, but Simo got his bag back with nothing stolen, so it’s all good.

Thursday: We started the day all doing our own things. I wanted to see if I could make a reservation for my night train from Rome to Vienna. I couldn’t. We met up around noon and we went up to see the Acropolis. It was real cool to see all the ruins and the buildings that have been there for thousands of years, but there really weren’t any signs with information on them. I would love to know about what I’m looking at. We visited the acropolis, the Parthenon, the Olympic stadium, the Table de Zeus, and Parliament. That night, the others decided to go out, but I didn’t, because I had to take the metro at 6am the next morning. I had a ferry that left for Mykonos at 7:30am.

Friday: I must have turned off my alarm while sleeping, because I didn’t wake up at 6am. Luckily, the others were coming back from their night out just after 6am, so I woke up. Thank god that occurred. I rushed to the port, had to wait in line to pick up my ticket, boarded the ferry, and seated myself on the second floor deck. It wasn’t very comfortable and the ferry took about 6 hours, but I dealt with it. I did get great views of the passing islands and the sea. When I got to Mykonos, I thought I would have to find a way into the city, but there was someone from my hostel at the port to pick me up. Real nice. Mykonos is just so pretty. All the buildings are white. The doors and roofs are all blue, red, or green. The people from the hostel told me that there is a law which each house has to be painted every year. The roads are real narrow and small. I can’t believe how people are able to drive through them. Everything is pristine white. The sea is always a 5 minute walk away. It doesn’t get too hot because of the sea breezes. After I got myself situated, I headed off to Paradise Beach. When I was heading out there, I was thinking it would be a nice secluded beach, but there were a lot of bars and restaurants on the shore. Some of the bars had loud music playing. It wasn’t what I would call a Paradise Beach. It was still a really nice beach.

Saturday: I explored the city of Mykonos. It has a lot of little boutiques and food places. I sat out at a café right on the shore, drank a freddo (an ice coffee), and enjoyed the view of the sea. There, I met this American couple that was there for their honeymoon. They were so friendly and it was really nice to talk to them. I only had about a day on Mykonos. I only had the early part of the afternoon to explore as I was leaving during the day to take a ferry to Santorini. The ferry to Santorini was a lot quicker, because it was shorter in distance and I took a SUPERFAST ferry. I met an American astronomer, living in Chile, named Ryan, on the ferry. He had a conference in Mykonos and was just doing some traveling after it. He was nice company on my ferry ride. I got myself to Fira, Santorini from the port. I decided to explore the town and I met 5 girls. Two were from Mexico, but they didn’t know each other before, one from California, and two from Hong Kong traveling with each other. They were nice to meet and we explored the town together.

Sunday: I met up with the two girls from Mexico, Ana and Nancy, and Sundos, the one from California. They rented ATVs for the day and they picked me up. We headed out to Red Beach, Black Beach, and Oia. It was really cool to see the different colored rocks/sand at each of the beaches. It was really hot the day we went. The rocks/sand were too hot to stand on with your bare feet. Oia is the place on all the postcards of Greece. No lying. It is absolutely stunning there. The sunset there is best that I’ve ever seen. Driving an ATV was a bit odd at first, but it’s really easy to get use to driving. That night, I took a ferry from Santorini back to Athens. We left around 11pm and arrived in Athens at 8am. I booked a bed on the ferry and I ended up with my own room. It was so worth the 10 euros extra. A deck seat on an overnight ferry would not have been very fun. I saw people sleeping on the lobby floor and in those uncomfortable seats.

Mykonos vs. Santorini: Mykonos is touristier. It is closer to sea level. Mykonos is slightly more expensive than Santorini. Santorini is built on top of the hills, so you get wonderful views. The beaches on Santorini are better. It’s less expensive. Both have beautiful white buildings. Food prices are the same on both islands. I would say I prefer Santorini over Mykonos.

Monday: The alarm went off in the ferry, so I got myself ready to go. I took the train from the port to the airport in Athens. That took about an hour. It wasn’t too long. Then, I took a flight from Athens to Rome. The flight took about 2 hours. I got myself to my hostel, after getting lost a little bit, and had dinner with two other girls that were in the same room. We just went to get some pasta. I was extremely tired after all the traveling, so I didn’t get to see much of Rome that day.

Wednesday, June 9th to Thursday, June 17th

2010-06-16T12:47:00.000-07:00

So, if you didn't know, I am not in France anymore. I left last week. The days leading up to the departure were not very pleasant. I just had a lot of things to do. I had to close my bank accounts, talk to the French administration about my departure, cancel my phone plan, tell my residence that I'm leaving, clean my room, and pack ALL my stuff. I definitely thought that I did not accumulate a lot during the year. I also sent home a couple of packages for the stuff that I knew that I accumulated during the year, since my suitcases were full when I came to France. SOMEHOW, I still ended up with way too much stuff, so I had to donate whatever I could and trash the stuff I couldn't. Advice for next time: definitely underpack. If you have too much stuff, you end up throwing or donating things. If you're underpacked, then it's not too much of a hassle to buy an extra t-shirt or a pair of jeans. I need to remember that for next time. :)

Wednesday, June 9: I had to leave for the train station at about 11:00am, since my train took off at noon. I spent the night at Liz's room, since I checked out the day before. I checked out on Tuesday because the secretary's office is not open Wednesdays. Liz and Anna were nice enough to help me to the tram stop. I knew it was going to be a HORRIBLE trip when I found it hard just getting to the tram stop with half of my stuff. I somehow got all my stuff onto the TGV to Paris and slept for the duration of the trip. I got off at the Gare de Lyon but had to get myself to Gare du Nord within 2 hours. The information people told me that it would take about 20 minutes to get there. In the end, it took me over an hour and I was absolutely disgusting. I had two suitcases (40 pounds each), a small handbag (10 pounds), and my backpack (20 pounds). My shoulders and forearms felt like they weren't there anymore. I finally got myself onto the Eurostar and slept once again on that. I finally got myself to St. Pancras International in London at the end. I never want to do that again. I was so exhausted at the end, that the floor even seemed extremely comfortable.

Thursday: I slept in that morning. I wanted to go check out the Queen's Club tennis tournament, but the weather was real shitty, so I decided not to go. My allergies were acting up for some odd reason. I think it's the pollen that I'm not use to. I had to go to the chemist to get some medicine, but I'm all good now. My Yung, Peter, and I went out to eat at a Vietnamese Place. I had phở. Delicious. My cousins paid for my meal, since it was my birthday the next day. I love my cousins. After dinner, we went to the Enterprise bar where my cousin's friend was having a gig. The first act was a young guy with his acoustic guitar. The second act, my favorite, was Old School Tie. They were damn good. The last act, was my cousin's friend's band. Once again, my cousins paid for my drinks. I love my cousins!

Friday: My Birthday! I met Laura at the Liverpool station in the morning. We went to Shakespeare's Globe. It was very informative and interesting. We had lunch at EAT. After, we went to Harrod's. We wondered around and ate a donut at Krispy Kreme. It was goood! We went to dinner in Chinatown. After all that, I went back to Laura's home for the weekend.

Saturday and Sunday: Spent the weekend in Colchester with Laura. It was nice. :)

Monday: Flight at 9:10 to Dublin. I was supposed to catch the bus to the airport at 6:00am, but got lost in London. Definitely not what I wanted to do at 5:00am in the morning. It was supposed to take me about half an hour to get to the bus stop, but it took me over an hour. I did catch the next bus at 6:30am and got there with enough to spare. The flight only took an hour, so I slept the way through it. I got to my hostel and met some Americans/Australians watching the soccer game. I stayed in an 8 person room. It kind of got annoying when people were getting up in the morning or people coming back late at night, but I got enough sleep. I went sightseeing with another American. We went to the Guiness Storehouse. It was quite expensive (11 euros for students), but it was definitely worth it. I even got to pour my own pint of Guiness. That night, I went out for drinks at Porterhouse with Louise and Steven. The beer selection at Porterhouse was quite impressive. I had a Sol, which is surprising to find, since it's from Mexico. Alcohol in Dublin is damn expensive.

Tuesday: Second day in Dublin. I met up with Louise and she was my tour guide for the day. It was soo nice to see Louise again. We went to the Dublin Castle, which is extremely ballin' inside. After, we had lunch at Munchies and we went to Trinity College where Louise goes to school. It's a really nice university. It looks like one of the Ivy Leagues. We saw the Book of Kells and the Old Library, which was free since Louise was a student at Trinity. It was nice. Then, we got lost trying to find St. Patrick's Cathedral. We did find St. John's along the way, thinking it was St. Patrick's. We finally found it, but it was 4 euros to enter St. Patrick's, so we didn't. Instead, we sat in the gardens. We were definitely in need of a rest. Then, we decided to go to Gourmet Burger Kitchen for their "5 euro, any burger" deal from 2pm to 5pm. I got an avacado bacon burger. It was so delicious. After, I said goodbye to Louise.

Wednesday: I woke up early and took the train, Enterprise, from Dublin to Belfast. It took about 2 hours. I left my things at the hostel and did some sightseeing. I visited Queen's University, the Botanic Gardens, and the National Museum. After, I went into town and saw the city hall. We got to sit in the seats where the Northern Irish parliament takes place. Real cool. Belfast isn't too big and there really isn't too much to do, so I had a short day and went back to the hostel to rest up.

Thursday: I did a black cab tour of Belfast. We entered the suburbs of the city to see all the divided parts of Belfast. It was kind of scary to see these huge murals of people in balaclavas with guns and text saying, "You are entering the Unionist/Nationalist part of Belfast". The divide is very concrete, since there are actual walls between the two areas. It was really interesting to see them though. We also saw the Peace Wall, dividing once again the Protestant/Catholic populations. It is very interesting to see it. The driver told us a very interesting fact. Only 5% of the kids in Belfast go to integrated schools. The other 95% go to their respective religion's schools. It's insane that there's still this huge divide between the people of Northern Ireland. After, we also saw the ship yards and where the Titanic was built. I only had the morning to do the tour, so after, I went to the airport to fly back to London.

Last couple of weeks in France...

2010-05-24T04:12:00.000-07:00

Hi all! I leave Grenoble, France on June 9th for London, England. It should be an interesting trip with ALL MY STUFF. Haha. I have to change train stations in Paris, so that will be the most difficult part. The metro in Paris is really interesting. I am spending about 2 weeks in London with my family. I am unsure of what I will be doing, but will be making the most of it. I want to visit Laura for a couple of days. I want to go to Wimbledon. I want to see Oxford and Cambridge. I might even take a trip out to Dublin! I have 2 weeks and I've been to London twice already, so I'll be doing the less touristy things.

Anne and one of her friends are coming to London on the 19th! Exciting! I'll probably just hang out with them before I leave on the 23rd to Athens. There, I start my interrail trip. I will be spending about 4 days per city, so I'm in no-rush, can take it easy, and can fully explore every city. This is what I have planned so far:

Athens, Greece
Rome, Italy
Vienna, Austria
Budapest, Hungary
Prague, Czech Republic
Berlin, Germany
Amsterdam, Netherlands
Brussels, Belgium
Paris, France
London, England

I fly from London on the 3rd of August. I can't believe that I'm actually doing an interrail trip across Europe. I'm doing this whole trip by myself, except for in Athens, where I'm going with a couple of my French friends. It'll definitely be quite an experience. :)

Money, money, money.

2010-05-04T07:31:00.000-07:00

I'm poor. We'll see how I survive this summer with all my travel plans... :(

Dear summer, you are too darn confusing.

2010-04-25T14:47:00.000-07:00

I'm attempting to plan out my summer. First, I have to figure out when I am leaving France for England. Second, I have to see if my cousins can house me in London and if my aunt&uncle can house me in Bradford. Third, I need to figure out where I want to start my Europe adventure! (I'm thinking Athens, Greece.) Fourth, I need to plan out where I would like to go in a month of travel.

I also need to purchase the interrail pass. I am still deciding between 10 or 15 days of travel within 2 months. There's about an $180 difference.

While I am planning all this, I need to also...
Pack up my winter stuff and send it home.
Finish all my exams.

GOD DAMN IT. There's just so much to figure out.

August 3rd, I'm coming back to the US!

2010-04-17T16:37:00.000-07:00

So, I finally booked my flight back to the US. On August 3rd, I'm flying from Heathrow airport in London, UK to Chicago. I have a layover for about 2 hours there, then from Chicago to Detroit. I can't believe that I am actually coming back to the US. At the moment, I kind of don't want to leave France. I don't want to leave Europe. They were quite expensive too! I booked the cheapest ticket I could find, which was about $900. I don't understand why it was so expensive! I bought my ticket from Detroit to Geneva last year during August for only $500.

It's just really odd to think that I'm actually returning. My year in France has been absolutely amazing, but time just flew by.

Sorry, it's been a while...

2010-03-29T01:02:00.000-07:00

Hi! My life here hasn't been so exciting recently, but I'll give you a quick summary. I've went skiing for the last time, last weekend. It was a real nice day where I did several blue slopes and even a part of a black one. Sick. I'm quite pleased with the way I progressed this ski season for being a complete beginner. The weather has been extremely nice lately. Highs have been near 20°C (mid 60s °F) and lows have been around 12°C (mid 50s °F). I have been able to play tennis outdoors again. I'm quite excited for the summer. I want to start hiking and climbing. I started seeing an English girl. Her name is Laura, she's doing her study abroad in Grenoble, and she's quite amazing. :) I met her through one of her roommates, who I went skiing once a couple of times. It's always interesting when I talk to Laura, to see all the differences between British English and American English. There ARE a lot. There is a break in April from the 10th to 18th. I really haven't decided yet on what I want to do, but I really would like to go to Florence and Venice, Italy. I really don't want to travel the entire break, since I have to start studying for my exams at the end of April and early May.

The entire summer is still up in the air, but I'll probably be staying in Europe and traveling. I mean, I might as well take advantage of being in Europe already. I probably will not have another chance like this in my life. I know I should be looking for an internship, but I feel it's better if I stay and travel.

Life in France.

2010-03-08T03:04:00.000-08:00

Ever since my February break has been over, things have gone back to the status quo. I do a full day of skiing once a week, usually on Saturday or Sunday. I play tennis twice a week; I have lessons and I usually end up playing with one of my friends. I feel like I'm actually losing weight, which is really exciting! I attend my classes and study a bit each night. I go grocery shopping usually 3-4 times a week, since I only live with a mini-fridge. Also, I really don't eat out much, as French restaurants are quite expensive. I see my French tandem once a week. The tandem program is where you are paired up with someone looking to learn your native language, so my tandem, Océane, and I speak in English/French. I usually go out on Tuesday nights, because it's "Integre Bar Nights." Integre is a group that deals with all the international students in Grenoble. There's almost 6,000 international students in Grenoble, so it's usually packed, but a lot of fun, nonetheless. It's always exciting to meet new people from different backgrounds.

It's quite sad to see the students that aren't staying for the second semester leave. I have already said goodbye to quite a few friends. It's difficult to know that I might not have the chance to see these people again. We shared so many experiences and memories, but there's that ageless quote, "When one door closes, another opens." Even though I might not see them or hear from them again, I know that they all made some mark on my life.

Return to France.

2010-02-28T10:31:00.000-08:00

Thursday: ROUGH. I woke up at 7:00am, hungover, and only had maybe 2-3 hours of sleep. I had to do some last minute packing and shower. Showering was quite a challenge that morning. We left the hostel at 8:00am. I didn't get to eat breakfast. I was so hungry. We caught a cab to the train station and got on our train. The train ride was a bit rough. The shaking and movement of the train didn't make me very happy. I slept on the train until Montpellier. From there, we took another train to Valence TGV. Upon arriving, we find out that our train to Grenoble was cancelled. We attempted to catch a bus, but they were all full. So, we had to take an hour long train ride to Lyon, and then, back to Grenoble. Now, Valence TGV to Grenoble is an hour. Valence TGV to Lyon to Grenoble was about 3 hours. We were planning on getting back around 5:30pm, but we arrived near 8:30pm. That has been the second time the SNCF has fucked up our trains. I'm starting realize that the SNCF is not as reliable as I thought. Grrr. At least, we got back to Grenoble.

Barça: part Monday - Wednesday

2010-02-22T14:14:00.000-08:00

Monday: Anna and I woke up around 10:00am. I asked her what time it was and I completely thought that she said, 8:00am. Then, I proceeded to sleep until 11:00am. Anna did not seem too happy with me. Apparently, during the extra hour of sleep, I missed the depart of the other two Americans. Darn. Well, we went to the Museu de la Xocolata (Museum of Chocolate). The entry ticket was a bar of dark chocolate. DELICIOUS. They had a bunch of stuff on history of chocolate, how it's processed, and some very interesting chocolate sculptures. All the sculptures looked amazing. At the end, we decided to buy some odd chocolates, so I bought "ginger" and Anna bought "cheese and honey." Both are disgusting. After, we went to the Parc de la Ciutadella. It was a nice park: a lot of foliage and grassy areas, a huge lake, a zoo, some historical museums, a greenhouse, and a huge Gaudi monument that had fountains and a waterfall. It would be really nice in the summer. We went to the port after to eat lunch. We ended up at a restaurant called "Toc de Mar." It had a real nice "menu de dia." I had a calamari, a HUGE plate of arroz negro, dessert, and wine. The calamari was real nice. Arroz negro is a paella dish, cooked in squid ink. Anna had the salmon carpaccio and the seafood paella. WHAT A HUGE AND DELICIOUS LUNCH and all for 12 euros. Beautiful. After lunch, we explored the beaches of Barcelona. The weather wasn't the extremely nice, but the beaches looked real pretty. We ended the day by going to the mercat (market) on Las Ramblas and buying some bread, Spanish ham, and cheese. After such a huge lunch, we decided to go for a light dinner. Spanish ham is sooooo delicious, but it is quite expensive. I can see why people tell me that Spanish ham is the best in the world. That night, two Australians checked in: Maddy and Margot. They had just finished their tour of the US and are now doing their European adventure. Impressive. Maddy is an editor of children books and Margot is doing for Ph.D in creative writing. They are just real lovely people.

Tuesday: We went to the Temple Expiatori de la Sagrada Familia. It's this huge roman catholic cathedral that has been under construction since the 1880s. It looks amazing, but the interior is mostly unfinished. It was definitely not worth the 10 euro entrance fee. For those going to Barcelona, just look at it from the outside. The interior is not worth the 10 euros. After, we wandered around Barcelona. We accidentally ran across the Arc de Trimpf. Cool. Anna and I were feeling pretty tired that day, so we went back to the hostel and took a big nap. That night, we went for tapas with all the hostel people. Real fun! There were the Polish people, Margot and Maddy, Jimmy, and then, Alessia and Mirko joined us later. All the dishes were real good. At midnight, we sang Happy Birthday to the birthday girl, Margot, in Spanish, French, English, and Polish. She seemed to really enjoy it. We got back to the hostel around 2:00am. What a great dinner.

Wednesday: First thing, we went to the Miro museum on Montjuïc. I really enjoyed it. You should google Miro if you don't know anything about his works. His style is real simple, almost kid-like. We explored Montjuïc a bit more after and ended up at the Olympic stadium. After, we went for lunch in the center. That night, we went out for Margot's birthday. Insane time! Mirko cooked dinner, which consisted of rice and spanish chicken. Delicious. We finished quite a bit of cavas, which is Spanish sparkling wine. We went out to a bar around 11:00pm which had live music. Real good. I bought the birthday girl two shots of tequila. (To all, if it's your birthday, I will buy you a drink.) I drank quite a bit that night. Maybe a bit too much. It was so much fun and I had so much fun dancing. We got back around 3:00am. HORRIBLE DECISION. I had to wake up around 7:00am to catch the train.

Barça: part hostel

2010-02-17T08:30:00.000-08:00

The Barcelona Central Garden Hostel really made this trip special. First off, the owners, Alessia and Mirko, picked Anna and I up by car from the train station and we did a little car tour of Barcelona. What a great way to start off the trip. The hostel itself was extremely nice and proper. It's nice and cozy. It has about 10 rooms, a kitchen, a living room, 2 computers available for use, and 4 full bedrooms. Apparently, we were the first guests at the hostel, so we got upgraded from a 6 bed room to a 2 bed room, without being charged extra. Props to Anna for choosing this place! I was surprised by how well Alessia and Mirko know Barcelona. They knew places to visit, restaurants to eat at, bars/clubs to go to. They were such a lovely couple and had so many stories to tell. They have owned resturants in Barcelona and New York, where Mirko was once one of the top chefs in New York. Their old restaurant in Barcelona was ranked in the top 10 out of 3000 resturants in Barcelona. Impressive stuff. I really enjoyed that they pushed for the guests to meet and talk with each other. Mirko made dinner twice, which was nice because: his cooking was absolutely delicious, we didn't spend more money going out to a restaurant, and we got to sit down and meet the other guests. There was also the Sunday where Mirko drove us around to see the attractions that were a little further out of Barcelona. I couldn't believe that they were doing this for us! It's this kind of hospitality that Alessia and Mirko exhibited, that really made this trip extra special.

Barça: part 2

2010-02-15T13:25:00.000-08:00

Saturday: We woke up, expecting to have to find something to eat for breakfast, but Alessia and Mirko had already bought some bread and jam for us. It was really nice of them. Then, we sat down with Alessia and she went through an hour presentation of ''What To Do in Barcelona.'' After, we were off to explore. We started with Place de Catalunya and Las Ramblas. Place de Catalunya is a nice square with fountains and statues. There are a lot of pigeons though, which was quite frightening with them flying around/at you. Las Ramblas is a big tourist street, but it was nice. There's a merçat (market) right off Las Ramblas and it was AMAZING. They sold fruit, meat, seafood, and they even had restaurants in there. They had tons of fruit and vegetables for dirt cheap, like 1 kilo of oranges, apples, or bananas for 1 euro. There was also a lot of stands where they sold Spanish hams. DELICIOUS. We found a nice little restaurant there and ate lunch. I had some rice, sausage, and potatoes. It was a lot for only paying 5 euros. We finished Las Ramblas and then, we walked around the port. Real pretty. After, we decided to explore some of the smaller streets of the old city. We went back to the hostel for a break and then, we went to a Flamenco show. We met up with 2 other Americans there, Katie and Devon. They are both studying in Antibes, France and they go to UofFlorida in the US. The show was nothing less than amazing. The music, the dancing. It was all so intense. I really enjoyed it. I was surprised that it was so good, because we only paid about 7 euros, with some of the better shows being 40+ euros. Then, we all went out for some tapas. Anna and I were wanting to eat quite a bit, but the other two didn't seem up for it. So, we really didn't get to experience a true tapas meal and didn't end up eating a lot. We also had sangria, which was decent. The other two Americans seem to be very tight with their money. I mean, I understand why they were, but Anna and I are fine with spending money on a good meal. Dinner was a bit of a bummer, but all in all, it was a great day. Weather was got worse as the day passed, as it did rain quite a bit.

Sunday: Weather was a lot better. It started off pretty murky, but it got nicer as the day passed. Mirko drove Anna, Devon, Katie, and I to a bunch of different places. First, we went to Montjuïc. We visited the castle there. It had nice gardens and some cannons from the Spanish Civil War. It was cool. It had some really nice views of Barça. After, we went to Tebidabo next. It took about 45 minutes to get from Monjuïc to Tebidabo. Quite a drive. Katie didn't look so good after going up the mountain to Tebidabo. Apparently, she gets car-sick easily. Up there, once again, there were amazing views of Barça. There was also, a church on top of another church. Interesting. After, we went to Park Güell. So cool. Gaudi designed the entire park: the buildings and the vegetation. It was so cool. Definitely one of my favorite part's of Barcelona. We walked around. I really enjoy Gaudi's architecture. It's really something different from anything I've seen. We had ''lunch'' there, which consisted of a 5 euro piece of bread with some chorizo. Booooo. After Park Güell, we went back to the hostel. Anna and I went out for a petit apéro, which was a delicious 5 euro, 3 pieces of tapas and sangria. DELICIOUS. Alessia and Mirko actually made spaghetti for us that night. Really delicious, as Mirko use to be one of the top chefs in New York. Crazy. After dinner, Anna and I decided to search for some gelato, but was unsuccessful. However, it was about 11:30pm when we decided to go searching.

Barça

2010-02-14T08:08:00.000-08:00

So, let's start with Friday. Of course, I didn't sleep well Thursday night. I was up late packing, stressing, worrying, and such. This always seems to be the story before a big day of traveling. I had to pack my toiletries Friday morning and I was off to the train station. I was in such a rush Friday morning that I unfortunately didn't get to eat breakfast.

Well, before explaining my trip so far, I want to give you an overview of we had planned. I am traveling with my Finnish friend, Anna, to Barcelona from Friday until Thurdsay. We left Grenoble at 11:00am on Friday and arrived in Barcelona at 9:00pm. We arrived an hour later than expected. That was such a long day of traveling. We are leaving bright and early on Thursday at 8:00am and expected to return to Grenoble around 5:30pm.

So, we took the bus from Grenoble to Valence TGV. It took us about an hour and a half to get there. There, our train to Montpellier was delayed 15 minutes. It didn't really matter, since we had an hour and half wait at Montpellier for our train to Barcelona. We got to Montpellier, searched desparately for food, found a kebab place to get food, and then returned to the train station to find out that our train was canceled. We talked to the 'accueil' and they said to take the next train to Perpignan. From there, we could get the train to Barcelona. So, we were again delayed another half hour to wait for the train to Perpignan. At Perpignan, it was a bit of a choatic rush, as we only had 10 minutes to change trains. We got on the train and about a couple seconds later, it started leaving. The train from Perpignan to Barcelona took about 5 hours. WAY TOO LONG. When we finally got to Barcelona, the hostel was nice enough to send someone to pick us up. We received a ride to the hostel, with a little driving tour of the city. It was so nice of the hostel owners.

This hostel has been nothing but amazing. They have really gone out of their way to make our time in Barcelona really special. I'll update later on what we did today, yesterday, and this ABSOLUTELY AMAZING HOSTEL. Barcelona Central Garden!

Learning issues.

2010-01-12T02:58:00.000-08:00

So, INPG enjoys scheduling exams after Christmas break, which is an absolutely horrible decision, as I did not study during break.

I really don't like how school is organized here. Class is once a week, for somewhere between 2-4 hours. There's no homework assigned. No books. Just lecture notes and the examples given in class. No practice exams. You do get all the material from class on the exams, but I need more than what's given in class. I need supplemental material to read. I need example problems. I just can't go over the same problem that we did in class and expect to learn the material. I need to crank out problems. This is how I learn. I learn by doing. Doing problems until I know the subject and not by just going over my notes.

So, I haven't been doing so well on the exams. This needs to be changed. I need to find a way to succeed to get the credits.

The land of street kerbs, tyres, and queues.

2010-01-01T07:37:00.000-08:00

My England trip has been quite enjoyable, other than my 8 hour wait for my flight there. I arrived Sunday, the 23rd, and stayed with my oldest cousin, My Yung, at her London flat. I went shopping the first couple days on Oxford Street and Piccadilly Circus. It was insane and extremely crowded. Overall, I spent way too much money. Although, I really do like, these clothing brands: Uniqlo and Topman.

Then, I took a train up to Bradford to my aunt and uncle's. All 4 of my cousins came home for Christmas. It was exciting to see all of them again. Three live in London and one lives near Leeds. Everything I did there: eat a lot, sit around, watch movies, sleep, and eat more. I did watch Avatar and went out twice with my cousins. Avatar was sick. My cousins paid for all my drinks. :)

Now, I'm back in London. I stayed 2 nights at my cousin Peter's flat. I went to Covent Garden, St. Paul's Cathedral, and the Tate Modern on Wednesday. Covent Garden was a nice little market with a bunch of street performers. St. Paul's Cathedral was just gorgeous. Beautiful cathedral. Also, I was able to climb up to the top of the cathedral. I got some beautiful views of London. The Tate Modern is the gallery of modern art. It was cool, but some of the art was too odd for me. Some of it was spectacular, some odd, some very disturbing. On Thursday, I went up to Camden. It's extremely punk rock there. There's a HUGE market there. I spent about 4 hours there and didn't even get through all of it. There were many stores that were really punk rock, selling band tees, leather/black clothing, doing tattoos and piercings, etc. But that's not the only thing there. It's quite an extremely diverse market.

New Years Eve, I went out with two of my cousins to watch the fireworks in front of the London Eye. We arrived at like, 10:30pm and actually got a nice spot to watch them from. I definitely was not drunk enough, but there weren't any toilets. I did not want to pee myself or leave to find toilets. The fireworks were really sweet. They lasted for about 10 minutes. However, the trip back was horrible. It took us about 2 hours because of all the people attempting to leave at once. I think the news said that about 200,000 people were there last night.

I would put up pictures, but I forgot my camera cable. I will put them up after I get back to France.

London.

2009-12-22T12:41:00.000-08:00

Sunday, I woke up around 5:45am to catch the tram at 6:45am to the train station. I only got 2 hours of actually sleep. I can't seem to sleep the night before traveling. I don't know why. Then, I had to catch the 7:30am bus to the Grenoble airport. I got to the airport around 8:30am, where I was told that my flight to Luton airport was canceled. Thanks, EasyJet. So, they put me on the next flight on, which was at 2:50pm to Gatwick airport. I said, okay. I'll keep myself busy for the next 7-so hours. Then, sometime later, I was told that my flight was delayed another hour due to snow. Fuck. I waited some more. I finally got onto the plane at 4:00pm. On EasyJet planes, they don't really provide you with anything. They really just provide you a seat from point A to point B. All food and drinks costed money. The plane ride took only about an hour and half. I got to London around 4:30pm, since it's an hour before France, but then had to take a bus to the train station, and then a train to central London. My cousins met me at the Victoria train stop. We went out to eat and for drinks. It was nice. I'm staying with my oldest cousin for the first couple of days. I was extremely exhausted from waiting all day. I passed out that night for 14 hours. Amazing. :)

I'm a little mad because I wasted 15 pounds on my train ticket from Luton airport to central London and I paid another 16 pounds for my train ticket from Gatwick airport to London. Damn.

Monday, I went to the National Museum. It was a 20 minute walk from my cousin's place. It was actually really cool, which a bunch of cool historical stuff, sculptures, etc. I spent most of my afternoon there. Then, at night, my two other cousins that live in London came over for dinner and we all hung out for a bit.

Today, I went shopping on Oxford Street to do some shopping. I got off at the Tottenham stop at around 2:00pm and got to the Oxford Circus stop at around 6:00pm. It took me about 4 hours to get through about a 20 minute walking section, but I was shopping and there were an outrageous amount of people. I bought some sweet stuff today. I tried to buy things that are only found in Britain, like Topman, Uniqlo, Petroleum, etc. I really like this sweet brand, Uniqlo. So clean, so simple. Also, it's not extremely expensive either. I got back to my cousin's flat. We don't have heat. The boiler is broken or something. It's pretty damn cold in here. I hope it gets fixed soon!

Tomorrow, I'm planning on checking out the other part of Oxford Street that I didn't make it to today. I have to be back to my cousin's flat at 2:00pm-ish, because we're leaving for Bradford tomorrow. Bradford is where my aunt and uncle live. I'll be there until the 29th. If I don't update for a while, it's because they do not have internet up there.

I hope everyone is having a great holiday!

Avoiding priorities.

2009-12-19T13:41:00.001-08:00

So, I'm procrastinating packing. I have no idea why I do this every single time. I just need to throw some clothes into my suitcase. Simple. Then, why am I procrastinating?

Anyway, something that been bothering me a bit is that I really haven't talked to Anne in over a month. I don't know if she's just real busy, doesn't want to talk to me anymore, or anything in between. I use to talk to her like once a week during the first couple months, but these last weeks, no communication at all. I shouldn't really care. I shouldn't let it bother me.

London bound.

2009-12-19T11:20:00.001-08:00

I'm leaving tomorrow for London. I have to wake up at like, 6:00am, take the tram to the train/bus station, get the bus at 7:30am, then wait for my flight at 10:30am. I arrive at Luton at about 12:30pm, and then I have to take a train to central London and arrive at about 1:30pm. I'm staying at my cousin's place. It should be nice. The 23rd, I leave for Bradford, where my aunt and uncle live. I'll be there for Christmas. I return to London on the 29th until the 3rd, when I return to Grenoble.

I don't know why but there's this uneasy feeling about leaving France. I can't seem to pinpoint why I'm feeling this way. It could be that I'm homesick and I'm not actually going home home for Christmas. It could be that I'm actually sad about leaving France, but I have no idea why. It could be that I'm going to miss the people that aren't coming back after break. I don't know, but it's a weird feeling.

It should be an interesting break. England, here I come!

I think I'm French now...

2009-12-08T16:11:00.000-08:00

So, I had a big weekend. I went skiing for the 2nd time ever on Saturday. I took lessons again. I still go way too fast and need to work on my turning, but once I master the whole, turning thing, I'll be fine. I never knew that skiing is that hard on your body. Damn. Saturday night, my body was a mess.

Sunday, went to Lyon for the Fête des lumières. I was supposed to take the train with Anne and Carlos, but I woke up late. Eeeek. So, they left my ticket on top of an advertisement sign at the train station. The advertisement was kind of tall, so I had to jump up and down to find it. People at the train station were looking at me funny, but I found my ticket. I got lucky and met Miguel, Nathalie, Charlotte, and Elisabeth who were taking the next train too. Lyon is pretty cool. It's like an enlarged Grenoble with more things to see. The Fête des lumières was sweet. They put on light shows with music, using the cathedrals as a background. It was interesting. They also had fireworks, which was nice.

I had a great, but busy, weekend. :)

Thanksgiving (Frenchie style)

2009-12-01T15:22:00.000-08:00

Sunday night, Anne and I organized a Thanksgiving dinner. We started cooking around 4:00pm. There were at least, 10 people there to help us out, by cutting vegetables, preparing items for dinner, etc. It was nice of them to help us out. I really needed help, as I was hung over from going out the night before and tired as hell from skiing. We finished at like 8:00pm. We had, a ton of turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes with gravy, sweet potatoes with marshmallows, green beans, and carrots. I made some sick stuffing that night. It was fucking delicious. It was though, kind of stressful, as we were expecting over 30 people to show up, but it was a lot of fun.

Before, I thought Thanksgiving wasn't going to be the same without my family, but these international students have pretty much become my family. We are a pretty tight knit group.

Dinner was a lot of fun. They had Anne and I give speeches. All I said for mine was, "Merci." I didn't know what to say at that moment. Damn, it's stressful. :)

After dinner, we had a rave dance party. This should be a traditional for future Thanksgivings. :P

Thanksgiving in France. Succès.

No more!

2009-11-29T15:15:00.000-08:00

I've been mopping around for the last couple of weeks. I guess this homesickness has really affected me, especially with the holiday season. I have been feeling really helpless, lazy, and basically, not like myself. I need to snap out of this phase that I'm going through. I need to live it up. Interact more. Be less of a recluse. Go out. This was inevitably going to happen while I'm here. I need to realize that I can't be with my family this holiday season and yeah, it sucks, but I'm in France for only a limited amount of time. Il faut profiter d'être en France. :)

Ski! Snow! Finland?

2009-11-27T15:52:00.001-08:00

So, I'm going skiing tomorrow. First time. Fucking excited, but nervous. I hope I can take some lessons. It'll be definitely interesting tomorrow. :)

I met some Finnish girls tonight. I was in the kitchen and they were preparing the table and were talking in Finnish. I asked them, "What are you girls doing?" They were preparing a dinner for their other Finnish friend. I ended up spending like 3 hours with them. I ate a traditional Finnish meal, which consisted of mashed potatoes and Finnish meatballs, drank "hot wine," ate some Finnish desserts. They were all very nice. I definitely enjoyed their company. They might have been really pretty too. :P We mostly talked in French, but something we would talk in English. I'm really surprised by how well the Finnish and the Swedish speak English. It's like, speaking to another American. It's fucking insane. These Finnish girls can speak Finnish, Swedish (which is the 2nd official language in Finland), English, and French. They spoke all of them well too. Fuck, I'm jealous. I'm at like, 0.25 languages.

Well, I hope I don't break anything tomorrow.

Bitches love my new haircut.

2009-11-23T14:32:00.000-08:00

I finally got my hair cut today and shaved for the first time in 25 days. I feel pretty good. It's nice to be clean. :)

Haircuts are expensive here. The cheapest I found was about 15 euros, student price for guys, which is like 25 dollars. I have no clue what it would cost a girl to get their haircut. I went to Jean Louis David and spent 21 euros, student price for guys. I think it's fucking expensive. I complain when I spent 30 dollars in the US to get my haircut.

Âllo!

2009-11-22T22:43:00.000-08:00

So, Thanksgiving is turning out to be a huge undertaking. We reduced the size of the company to around 20, but still, it's going to be rough. Anne did some preliminary calculations last night (what an engineer!), and it's looking like... 3 kg canberry sauce (if it exists), 5 kg of bread, 8 L of gravy, and 6 kg of turkey. In addition, we need marshmallows, a shit ton of potatoes, green beans, carrots, onions, etc. This will be interesting.

I'm getting a haircut. It's hard to describe what I want in French. I guess I should go in prepared.

Today, I'm going to start being a real student. Promise. :)

Boo! I'm back!

2009-11-22T13:42:00.000-08:00

So, I haven't blogged in a while again. It doesn't seem like anybody is following it anymore, but I don't care. It's nice to blog.

Thanksgiving is this Thursday. France doesn't celebrate it. I got the chance to celebrate Canadian Thanksgiving as a special Canadian guest about a month ago, but I think that Anne Thiel and I are going to hold the important one, the American one. I think we're planning on doing it on Saturday or Sunday night. Unfortunately, we don't get a break like in the US, so we can't do it on Thanksgiving. We're planning on feeding about 30 people, which means we have to buy a lot of turkey, green beans, carrots, cranberries, marshmallows, yams, potatoes, and gravy. :)

They're starting to put up Christmas lights downtown and they're installing the ice rink in the center. I do enjoy the early Christmas spirit, but it fucking makes me homesick.

On a happier note: I bought everything that I need for skiing. The ski season starts the 5th of december, so I'm pumped. I can't wait to get out there!

Okay, onto my "differences in France" rant:
What's really weird is that I can't find chicken at the supermarkets here. I can find, beef, pork, turkey, sheep, lamb, horse regularly, but I can't find chicken at all. It's so weird, coming from a nation dependent on chicken. Maybe I'll check out a charcuterie (butchery). Also, deodorant exists, but in liquid form? I can't seem to find it in the solid form. Weird. Those anti-sweat body sprays seem to be the in-thing. Pop selection is slim. It's coke, coke light, fanta, orangina, and sprite (if you're lucky). Pepsi doesn't really exist here. What does makes me happy is that Starbucks does not exist here. I think there's only a handful in all of France. It's all about the tiny, unique cafés. Also, the French subtitles suck when the French watch American shows, like Lost, How I Met Your Mother, Friends, Big Bang Theory, Gossip Girl, etc... I guess there isn't a translation to everything in English, but they lose so much meaning in each translation.

I promise, I'll post more. :)

Christmas Plans

2009-11-07T08:02:00.001-08:00

So, I booked my tickets to England for Christmas. It ended being about 120 euros, round-trip. I really wanted to come back to the US for Christmas, but it's way too expensive. It would end up costing over 1500 euros, easily. I'll be with my cousins in London for a bit, then up to Bradford to see my aunt and uncle for Christmas, then back down to London for New Year's. It'll definitely be interesting this year. I mean, if you guys want to send me gift. Feel free. Talk to me and I'll give you my address. :)

I miss you guys.

Paris and other news!

2009-10-24T12:19:00.001-07:00

So, I might have forgotten that I have a blog. Hah.

Well, last weekend, I went to Paris. The pictures are up on facebook. Check them out. So, I met up with my cousins from England, Mysie and Mylinh, and their friend, Gheeta. I had an amazing time. I am in love with the city. It's magnificent. Well, we did all the tourist things there, but to be able to see all the places that I've only read about or seen pictures of, was amazing. Also, Paris is just god-awful expensive, so I spent quite a bit there.

Friday - I arrived at like, 3:00 in the afternoon. After we got checked in, we went to Sacré-Cœur and Montmartre. It was beautiful. Then, we walked around the Red Light District, saw the Moulin Rouge, and attempted to get into the Sex Museum, but it was closed.

Saturday - We woke up early and visited all the tourist spots. We visited: Eiffel Tower, Champs-Elysées, l'Arc de Triomphe, the Louvre, d'Orsay, Jardin des Tuleries, Notre-Dame, and Hôtel de Ville. We went out to a nice dinner on Saturday night, at Restaurant Bofinger. I got oysters, escargot, stuff chicken breast with ravoli, and chocolate cake for dessert. Of course, we had wine. It was delicious. I think I spent about 50 euros on dinner. Shit.

Sunday - My train back to Grenoble was at 1:00pm, so I woke up early and I went to the Champs-Elysées. I had a café and did some people watching. It was nice. I also did some window shopping. Hah.

Tomorrow, I'm leaving for Nice, Monaco, San Tropez, Cannes, Marseille, Toulon, and Toulouse. We had a vacation for the week, so why not travel? I'll be sure to take plenty of pictures. It's supposed to be in the 70s for highs and 60s for the lows. I'm excited.

How do the French study?

2009-10-11T02:24:00.000-07:00

I wanted to get some studying and work done yesterday. I really haven't done much for my classes. So, I went to the library. Closed. It's only open from 8-noon on Saturdays. On weekdays, it's closed at 10pm. Not going to even mention Sunday. Everything is closed Sunday. In addition, all the buildings on campus and all the libraries in the city are closed too. How the hell do the French students get work done on the weekends?

I had an interesting Saturday night. I definitely had my drinking pants on. It was fun! It was Alicia's birthday and bunch of anglophones went out. I met another American, Elizabeth, many Canadians and English. We spoke English that night, which was exciting, but at the same time, I still want to improve on my French.

Oktoberfest! Prost!

2009-10-06T05:15:00.000-07:00

Let me just say that Oktoberfest was insane! Everything I expected and more. The maßs of beer, the people dressed in traditional Bavarian clothing, the insane amount of people from eveywhere, and of course, my favorite, everyone there was trashed. :)

We left Grenoble on Friday night and woke up in Munich the next day. We got into the Oktoberfest area at about 10. By then, it was a little too late to get into the tents, but the beer gardens were still filling up. So, we got into the Hofbräuhaus beer garden. About 8 of us got a table, thanks to Sebastian, who is from Munich and can speak German. :) Thanks, Sebi. Hofbräu beer was delicious. I think I drank about 2-3 liters that morning. Shenanigans and antics were happening everywhere. At one point, a bunch of our guys and I decided to dance on the table with their pants and shirts off. Oh! There was also this lady sitting behind us. She was definitely a cougar and definitely hitting on us. She even gave me a kiss. Eek. She was just decent though, so I didn't want anything to do with that. :)

Even in the beer garden, the atmopshere was amazing. Everyone's singing. People were dancing. Everyone was singing the two most famous Oktoberfest songs, Ein Prosit and Allee. I heard "Prost!" a lot, which is "Cheers" in German. We stayed in the beer garden probably until 2-3 in the afternoon. I got this fucking delicious chicken for lunch. Money spent on the morning: 40 euros. 30 for the 3 liters of beer, 10 for the chicken.

After the beer garden, a bunch of us went to see the city of Munich. This was the time for everyone to sober up. Haha. It's a really beautiful city. It's very modern. Sebastian showed us around for a bit. Then, we went to the Royal Garden and relaxed there until the evening. We then grabbed something quick for dinner (I got kebabs for 5 euros) and we went back to Oktoberfest. This time, 5 of us, Antonia, Josefin, Carlos, Matteo, and I waited in line for the tent, Hofbräuhaus festzelt. We actually got in after waiting for about a half hour. I was absolutely stunned by the sight inside the tent. I thought the beer gardens were insane, but inside the tents, it was epic. It was very decorated, with a lot of plants. It was really nice inside, aside from the masses of broken glasses, liters of beer spilled on the ground, the sweat in the air, and dirt/grim/disgusting on the ground. We got to a table and drank more. I probably had another 3 liters. Once again, trashed. The band was amazing and played real well. They played mostly popular songs. Everyone went insane when they played, "We are the Champions." Between each song, they played, Ein Prosit. It was so much fun. We danced. Sang. Drank our little hearts out. It was truly amazing. After this, things got a little hazy. Thankfully, I was able to find the bus and pass out.

What a day. Oktoberfest! I have to do it again.

God damn it, I wish this was a year long vacation!

2009-09-30T14:07:00.000-07:00

So, I need to realize that school is actually happening now. It's not like I'm missing classes, but I need to take these classes seriously. I need to actual dedicate time for studying. However, I feel like it's still vacation time. God, this is hard.

Oktoberfest weekend! We're leaving tomorrow night, at about 10:00pm, hopefully sleeping on the 10 hour bus ride to Munich, arriving around 9:00am and getting in line for Oktoberfest. I don't know what I'll be doing exactly while I'm there. I definitely want to go to Oktoberfest, see all the different brewery tents, drink plentiful amounts of delicious beer, and eat some delicious food, but I also want to see the city. Drinking for the whole day is great, but I could also see Munich. I'll see what I do when I get there. Once we get there, we're free from 9:00am to 11:00pm. So, we'll see what happens.

I might also be going to Paris the weekend of the 16-18th. Two of my English cousins are going and I might crash with them for the weekend. I really want to go to Paris. Ahhh!

Well, sleep time. Bon nuit, tout le monde!

It feels like home...

2009-09-27T13:08:00.000-07:00

So, more updates:

I went to the pool today. I wanted to swim, but they wouldn't allow me. Apparently, you need to have a speedo and a swim cap. Damn, I might actually need to buy a speedo. Hott.

France is slowly, but surely, starting to feel like home. I really do enjoy it here. I like the way of life here. I enjoy the relaxed, calm attitude. I really like the baguettes for 60 euro cents, the crazy amounts of delicious cheese, and the amazing coffee. I do miss actual home, but it's been great here.

Oktoberfest this weekend. Pretty pumped, except for the outrageous price of beer. It's going to be about 9 euros per liter of beer. Damn.

Yesterday, I did the via ferrata at the Bastille. I thought it was going to be a nice, easy thing. No, not at all. My body is still sore from doing it, especially my upper back and my forearms. The first part was rated: Somewhat difficult. It was challenging, but I could complete it. The second part was rated: Difficult. Now, I could barely finish this part. It was insane. So physically demanding. I was scared shitless up there. Sometimes, I could feel myself shake uncontrollably. The Bastille is about 475 meters high. It took us about 4 hours to complete it, with breaks in between. Check out the pictures on facebook.

That's all for now.

I've becoming more and more French everyday...

2009-09-23T09:25:00.000-07:00

Everyday is filled with a new challenge and adventure. I really do enjoy being here. It's different and I like that.

Let's start with school...
I started classes last Monday. School is completely different here. You don't have to offically enroll in your classes. You just show up to the classes that you want to take and take the exam at the end. That's how you'll get a grade. So, you could go to classes for the entire duration of the class and not take the exam, or show up for the exam for a class you never attended. In addition, classes start and end randomly. It all depends on how many hours the class actually meets. I have 1 or 2 classes that last the entire semester, but some that only last 5-6 weeks. Some of my classes start later in the semester. Here, they require a sports class for a grade. It's sick. So, I picked tennis for a grade and ski/snowboard for pleasure. It's going to be sweet.

Here's my schedule:
Monday 8am-12pm - Dynamics of system processes
Tuesday 10am-12pm - Tennis
Wednesday 8am-10am - Management of Enterprises (Marketing, Strategy, and Law)
Thursday 8am-10am - Thermodynamics
Friday 8am-12am - Conservation of energy and mass & Mass transport

Classes that will be included later in the semester:
P-chem lab, thermodynamics in electrochemistry, and this course that deals with the statistical analysis of tests that ChemE companies have to perform before and after building a plant.

Classes for me are kind of rough. I only have 12 hours of class a week, so I do have quite a bit of free time, but I do need more time to translate and learn the vocabulary. Also, the French are a bit more theoretical with their teaching and exams, whereas we are practical in the US.

In Grenoble, there are so many students. I think there are over 60,000 college/high school students in Grenoble, of which about 3000-4000 are international. There's a great student atmopshere here. They even have a bar on campus. It's amazing.

In other news...
Right now, I'm dangerously low on cash in Europe. It's been a hassle attempting to send money over. Thankfully, I found a way to do it and the money should be coming within 2-3 days.

I am going to Oktoberfest! I am pumped. All the international kids are going the weekend of October 3-4. We're leaving Friday night by bus, sleeping the entire way to Munich, waking up, celebrating Oktoberfest, then, leaving Sunday morning and arriving back to Grenoble in the evening. I think it's about a 9 hours drive by bus.

I'm tired and have an 8 am class tomorrow. I'll update some more tomorrow.

I love France.

2009-09-15T10:48:00.000-07:00

In France, there is scented toilet paper. My ass has never smelled this great. I think I am in love. :)

How long have I been here?

2009-09-12T03:17:00.000-07:00

First thing, fuck French keyboards. They're really making it challenging to switch between my QWERTY keyboard on my laptop and their AZERTY keyboard.

Second, I'm going to Annecy tomorrow! I'm fucking pumped. We even have a tour guide. Olivier, one of the BI people, who actually grew up there and will be showing us around. The train ticket only costs me 17 euros. They have this sweet thing here, called the "carte 12-25." You have to be between those ages and you can save up to 50% on most train trips. It's amazing. We're just going for the day, since we start classes on Monday and I have a 8 am, which is being held on the other side of the city. Sucks.

I'll hopefully have internet finally on Monday. Fucking PHELMA. They could have set up everything weeks ago.

It's been a while...

2009-09-11T05:52:00.000-07:00

Hey everyone, sorry it's been a while since my last post. I'm still without internet at my residence and am fucking fed up with the French administration. I just have so much to do, like health insurance, renter's insurance, civil security, CAF, titre de sejour. On Monday, they told me that I will have internet. Donc, a bientôt!

Keyboards

2009-09-04T05:34:00.001-07:00

French keyboards suck.

Ça suce... ma poya.

2009-09-01T05:55:00.000-07:00

This sucks... my dick. Okay, it doesn't translate very well... Well, not at all, but I still enjoy saying that. Ça is "that," suce is "sucks," and la poya is "dick" in spanish.

Man, this not having internet thing is really starting to suck. I won't have internet until this Friday when I have my meeting with the advisor. I really want it. It sucks having to take a tram for 15 minutes to use it. And it's a public park, which is nice, but there's no place to plug my laptop in. Whatever, Friday will come soon enough.

This last week, we had our "Weekend de folie." Let me tell you, it was insane. We took a 3 hour bus ride to some place in the mountains. We first went canoeing. It was fucking intense. So many rocks. So much white water. I fell out at least 10 times. I have a lot of bruises on my legs from it. The best part though was there was a cliff where people were jumping off of, whihc was at least 10 meters tall. The climb up to the cliff was dangerous and the height scared the shit out of me, but it was such an adrenaline rush. After, of course, there was just a lot of alcohol. It seems my diet has been, French bread, nutella, some sort of fast food, and alcohol. I took some pictures, so I'll put them up soon.

It seems like, everyone is starting to come back to Grenoble. Grenoble is a huge student town, with several universities. I think someone told me that there were over 60,000 students once school starts. Intense. I'm a bit intimidated by the French people, but I'll be fine.

Weekend!

2009-08-23T09:48:00.000-07:00

Right now, I'm at Victor Hugo park at the moment so I can get internet. I don't have internet at my dorm at the moment because I don't have my student card from INPG. It's only like a 10 minute tram ride to Victor Hugo. Everything is practically closed on Sunday here, supermarkets, French restaurants, clothing stores, pharmacies... except McDonalds and bars.

I had such an eventful weekend. Friday night, there were 6 of us who wanted to cook at the hostel. So, we all bought some spaghetti, sauce, cheese, bread, and ham. Our cooking wasn't bad. The only bad thing was that I had to share plates and forks, because there were only 2 plates and 2 forks. It was interesting. Then, we decided to drink at the bar. YES, THERE IS A BAR IN THE HOSTEL. It made me happy. :)

Saturday, I moved into my dorm. Thank god, Céline came to the hostel and helped me move all my stuff to my dorm. After, I unpacked a bit and went to the supermarket. I'm happy it's only like a 5 minute walk. So, I bought a pillow, sheets, soap, cleaning solution, and some food. It ended up being about 75 euros. God damn, everything in France is just god damn expensive. Also, I think because there are a couple of dorms nearby, they can get away with a huge increase in prices. I went to another supermarket just 10 minutes down the road and it was so much cheaper. Later that day, all the international students met up and we climbed up a mountain to see the Bastille. What a beautiful view of the city. It was damn hot. It took us about 2 hours to walk up there. I almost died and killed the turk, because we decided to take a shortcut, and let's say that the shortcut was not very safe. Thank god, I didn't fall backwards, because that probably would have not been pretty. I do have some sick scars from it. Haha. At the top of the Bastille, we were all sweaty and disgusting, but the view was just beautiful. I will put up some pictures on facebook.

Later that night, we all went out to the bar, after taking showers. We had the previous Brazlians, Spanish, Germans, Russian, Italians, Swedish, but we added another Swede, German, 2 Brazilians, and a Polish person to the group last night. I tried a beer, Welscotch, and am in love with it. For a pint, it was like, 6 euros. Fucking outrageous! But I had 2 of them. DELICIOUS! I might have drank way too much last night, but I think it's because I didn't really get to eat dinner that night. Haha.

Anyway, I think the international students are going to another bar tonight. This time, I won't drink that much. :)

More foreigners?

2009-08-21T13:54:00.000-07:00

Today, I met a bunch of other students who are studying abroad with me. They're all going to INPG, but we're all in different schools. There are 4 Brazilians, 3 Germans, 2 Italians, 1 Turk, 1 Russian, 2 Spanish, and 1 Swede. Oh, there's also Anne. It's interesting to talk to them. I'm disappointed though, because everyone knows English and they all want to speak English. Anyway, they suck at speaking French. Only the Brazilians are the ones who want to speak French with me. The other people suck.

My mind is basically in French mode right now. I answer everything in French and want to speak it constantly. It's amazing. I even sometimes get stuck on my English now. It's sad. I found a new hobby of speaking English with a French accent. I think I'm actually pretty good right now. I might put a video up. Haha.

Fanny packs, tiny man purses, guy capris, and wearing jeans in 90+ degree weather is all the fad here. It's horrible. Haha!

Hostel!

2009-08-20T12:13:00.000-07:00

This morning, I went to the train station to meet up with Olivier, Xavier, Céline, the 3 Brazilians (Léonardo, Joel, and James), and Anne. We were looking for another exchange student from Italy, but we could not find him. I hope that kid is going to be fine by himself. Anyway, the students helped me move from my hotel to the hostel. I moved in with the 3 Brazilians. This hostel is so much cheaper than the hotel. I'm getting 2 nights and free breakfast for less than 1 night at the hotel, which didn't offer a free breakfast. However, I'm now living with 3 other guys, in a dirtier hostel, about a 15 minute bus ride from the center of Grenoble. I guess it's not too bad for 2 more nights.

Anyway, today, I met with Céline and she took me on a tour of the campus of INPG. She showed me the PHELMA school and where my dorm is located. She also attempted to explain "renter's insurance, social security, and health care" in French to me. Didn't work out too well, but apparently, it's all really cheap and I get amazing care. Céline had to go back to work, so I went and got a bus pass for the year. It costs about 205 euros, but it works on all the city buses and trams. I also finally got a sim card and a pay-as-you-go plan for my phone. Thank god I unlocked my phone and am using it over here. It's so much cheaper. Phones in France are insane. At least, 40-50 euros for even the most basic phones. The phone plans are even worst. It's like, 26 euro a month for only 1 hour of calling and you have free texting from like, 6pm to 10pm. Any other texts costs 10 cents each. The plans just get worst as you go up in minutes. I am happy that I actually have a phone now.

I am becoming extremely mentally exhausted from these days. All day, I have to concentrate on everything people say and I have to think about everything I want to say. It's really challenging. I haven't felt this challenging in a long while. These first 3 days have been insane. :)

Pictures!

2009-08-19T13:57:00.000-07:00

First thing, I finally took some pictures of the city. I'll put them up on facebook soon.

This morning, I wondered around the city for about 2 hours. I was looking for a razor and q-tips, but was unsuccessful. Sucks. I really need those items. Then, I met up with Olivier and Tatiana, the two who picked me up from the train station, and we looked at cell phone plans. Cell phone plans in France suck. It's so expensive, you don't get a lot of minutes, and barely any texts. I don't really know if I am going to be talking much on the phone, so I don't even know which plan to get. Sucks. After, we went to LCL to set up a bank account. I'm was trying really hard to understand everything the bank lady said, but she was speaking in bank terms. It was really confusing, but I got the majority of it. After, we met up with 3 Brazilian kids, who are attending INPG with me. Leonardo, Joel, and James. I really like them. It's interesting because they speak Portuguese, English, and French. So, when they don't know something in French, they'll try to speak English with me. Unfortunately, I only have the option of French. The four of us, with our international buddies, decided to go to a bar for an evening drink. I got the Allifgem Blonde. It's a pretty good Belgium beer. After, we went back to our places. I'm starting to like this place quite a bit. It's literally, surrounded on every single side by mountains. And now that I met some people, I'm starting to enjoy it. The only thing that sucks is that things in France are just so much more expensive than in the United States.

In other news, I'm going to have a sick upper body after this week. I've been hulling my heavy luggage around and carried a heavy backpack for 7 hours today. Haha. :)

Finalement, en France!

2009-08-18T13:14:00.000-07:00

This one's going to be long...

Monday: It was the hardest day so far. I finished packing in the morning and spent time with my family and Anne after. I'm not good at saying goodbyes... It's just really hard to let go.

My flight: Long, restless, and boring. It was an 8 hour flight from Detroit to Amsterdam. I really should have gotten a good night's rest the night before, but that didn't happen. The reason I say this is because I arrived in Amsterdam at noon. I left at 9:00 at night. I did manage to fall asleep for about 4 hours and that's all I've been running on today. Amsterdam's airport Schipol was impressive. It's pretty much a huge, fancy shopping mall with airplanes. It looked so nice. Oh, I also exchanged about 800 US dollars for about 515 euros. What a crappy exchange rate.

Flight #2: A much shorter flight this time. It was only an 1 hour and 20 minute flight from Amsterdam to Geneva. Once again, Geneva's airport is impressive, but not as impressive as Amsterdam's.

Geneva airport to train station: Anne Thiel and I first had to figure out how to get to the train station, with our heavy bags. We got onto a tram and successfully got there. However, Anne had to pick her ticket from the office but the line was too long and the train was leaving soon. So, we barely made the train and she had to buy a ticket on the train. Close call.

Train ride: Geneva to Grenoble. Beautiful. The Alps, rivers, lakes, all the green vegetation. All so pretty.

Once I got off the train, Anne was meeting with her international buddy, Sophie. Sophie came with her mom. I was greeted the French way, with a bise. It was cute. I was surprisingly greeted by two people from the International Bureau for INPG Phelma. Tatiana and Olivier showed up. It was really exciting. I sent the International Bureau at least 4 emails and they never replied. They helped me carry my heavy luggage. They advised me on not staying in the hostel, since it's so far away. It's a good 10-15 minute drive from the center of town. So now, I'm in a cheap hotel for the first night. Anyway, they showed me around the city. They showed me where the students hang out, the campus of INPG, where to get good food, and things to do. It was really nice of them. Apparently, they'll be helping me out tomorrow with my cell phone and bank account. That is really nice of them. I know this is all very exciting, but the reality of being here for a year is starting to creep in. Damn.

Well, I'm going to finally get some rest after 4 hours of sleep and over 13 hours of travel. Good night. I'll try to update when I have internet again. :)

Less than 19 hours!

2009-08-17T02:21:00.000-07:00

Salut, tout le monde! I started this blog to share with all of you my study abroad in Grenoble, France. So, get excited!

Update! I leave in about 19 hours from now. I am almost completely packed up and ready to go. I can't believe I was able to fit basically, my life, into 2 big suitcases, a backpack, and a small carry-on bag. I hope that my bags aren't over the 50 pound weight limit. Eeeekk. I should get some rest tonight, and in the morning, I can finish up packing and clean up my room a bit before I go.

Other than the mindless packing and preparation, saying goodbye to everyone has been one of the hardest things that I've had to do. It feels like I'm going to be gone for a lifetime, but in reality, I'm only going to be gone for a year. I'm really going to miss my family and friends. It's really hard leaving my little brother, as he's going to be going to Michigan State this year and I want to be there for him. My parents are freaking out quite a bit. It's also difficult leaving my close friends and my girlfriend. I'm absolutely horrible at saying my goodbyes. I mean, leaving this comfort zone that I have here is one of the biggest challenges I had to overcome. It really isn't easy to leave and go to an unknown area. Remember Mikey, it's only one year.

Otherwise, I'm excited. I don't know what to expect when I get there. I'll be living in a hostel for the first couple nights, until I can move into my dorm. I'll spend the first night in the hostel and if I feel like it's too shady for me, I might get an hotel.

I'm just going to take it one step at a time. :)