Saturday, July 18, 2009

Saturday

This morning I bundled myself off to Ikea to buy frames for some of the many prints that I amassed whilst overseas as well as a couple of my own photos.  I am very proud to say that I did not emerge with anything that I didn't plan to buy beforehand, which is a rarity when it comes to shopping at Ikea!  Why yes, now that you mention it, I DO need a cat bed shaped like a flower, eighteen thousand vases and a spatula!  Ooh what's that?  A sheepskin rug? *wanders off*

Anyhoo, I bought three little bird prints from Carteria Tassotti in Florence for something ridiculous like one euro each.  I love the way they turned out in the white Ribba frame, so will be heading back to frame the fruit prints that I bought, which I thought would look cool in the kitchen ...



These photos of mine will hang in my office as a reminder of my holiday :)  I chose Jardin des Tuileries because it is my favourite park in Paris, and Snack Bar Vittoria in Florence because it was just such a fun visit and the memory of it makes me smile!





Later in the afternoon I picked up my camera for the very first time since I unpacked it upon returning home from overseas.  It even had a li'l coating of dust on it, lol.  I went for a walk but despite the beautiful early spring-like weather, there was not much naturey crap to be found so all I managed was a few snaps of a white magnolia tree.  I intend to go magnolia-stalking tomorrow ;)

Hope you're all having a wonderful weekend!


Friday, July 17, 2009

My Totally Subjective Guide to: Paris



Ah, Paree.  City of lights, love and a "moveable feast" to boot, according to some guy by the name of Hemingway.  It has something for pretty much everyone, and here is some of what it had for me ...

EAT

Caveat:  boo and hiss if you will, but I am not a massive fan of French food, so you won't find any recommendations for French restaurants here, sorry!  Also, many of the places listed below are concentrated around the Marais, which is the area in which I stayed.  Incidentally, the Marais is absolutely full of restaurants and cafes, so you are really spoiled for choice!

Maison Marais
3, rue Ferdinand Duval (4th arrondissement, M: St Paul)

You wouldn't guess it from the name, but this is a warm and stylish Korean restaurant in the heart of the Marais.  The food was fabulous and reasonably priced and the service, very polite and friendly despite my abominable French.

Baan Lek
7, rue de Jarente (4th arrondissement, M: St Paul)

Uh, I like Asian food (heheh reminds me of that Seinfeld episode in which George speculates that they must have "great Chinese food in China," to which Jerry replies with words to the effect of "of course, over there they just call it ... food").  Anyway.  Baan Lek is a small but trendy Thai restaurant, also in the Marais.  Again, fabulous food, reasonable prices and lovely service.  The coffee left a leetle to be desired, but then who goes to Thai restaurants for coffee, anyway!

Fuxia
50, rue Francois Miron (4th arrondissement, M: St Paul)
{other locations listed on website}

Big salads, big thin-crust pizzas, big pastas and great service at this trendy, bustling restaurant which has several locations all over Paris.

L'As du Fallafel
34, rue de Rosiers (4th arrondissement, M: St Paul)

The New York Times calls this "the falafel destination in Paris, indeed in Europe," and it was recommended by pretty much everything I read beforehand.  Don't be daunted by the ever-present (except when the placed is closed, obviously) lengthy queue - the service is incredibly fast and they have a system whereby a very enthusiastic guy hangs around out the front, pronounces this the "best falafel in the world," gives you a copy of the New York Times article in case of doubt, writes down your order on a slip of paper and takes your money to speed things up once you get to the counter.  From memory, it cost five euro for a pita thingy totally stuffed with falafel and every vegetarian ingredient (they have meat options too although I did not try them) you can think of - excellent value.  Rue de Rosiers and the surrounding streets are peppered with people trying to get their mouths around the giant, stuffed pitas without making a mess and giving up, so don't be concerned about embarrassing yourself as you will be very much in company on that one ;)

Boulangerie Patisserie Murciano
14-16, Rue de Rosiers (4th arrondissement, M: St Paul)

Wonderful Jewish bakery in - say it with me now - the Marais!  Fancy that.  Chock-a-block full of delicious-looking pastries, very hard to choose just one so, you know, you'll just have to buy several ;)

Laduree
{various locations listed on website}


No food-related post about Paris would be complete without mentioning the macaroon heaven that is Laduree.  Famous for its melt-in-your-mouth, pastel-coloured macaroons in flavours such as orange blossom, coconut, rose and blackcurrant violet, Laduree's cafes also serve lovely light meals (I like their club sandwiches) and coffee, but try not to be alarmed when you get the bill ;)  I had all good intentions of photographing my macaroons but ... um, they were gone by the time I got to the metro, lol.

Berthillon
31, rue St Louis en L'Ile

Oh.  My.  Goodness.  This is, without a doubt, the best ice cream and sorbet that I have ever tasted.  It really is as amazing as all the hype suggests!  There is often a queue outside the primary store on Ile St Louis ...


but if you don't feel like waiting, many cafes and restaurants in the area and throughout Paris stock their amazing ice cream as well.  Just look for the little signs ...


It's a little pricey but I swear, the mandarin sorbet was so good I could have passed out.  It tasted like the most perfect, awesome mandarin you could imagine.  Raspberry ... chocolate ... eek!

Lafayette Gourmet
Galeries Lafayette
40, Boulevarde Haussman (M: La Fayette or Opera)

If you are after fresh fruit and vegetables, cheeses, bread, chocolate, condiments, wine etc etc etc ... this is the place to go!  I could spend hours in there browsing the endless varieties of food ... sigh!

SLEEP

I have previously posted about my apartment in Paris, which I rented through I Love Paris Apartments (apartment St Paul) ...


It's lovely to have a Parisian residence even if temporarily, and also cost-effective if you want the option of making meals "at home" from time to time.  This particular apartment had so many thoughtful touches, many of which I photographed for my original post, but also folders full of helpful, handwritten notes and everything you could possibly need for your stay.

At the risk of sounding repetitive, the Marais really is a lovely, lovely area.  Full of boutiques, restaurants and cafes, it is a short-medium walk or short metro trip to virtually anywhere in the city.  If I ever return to Paris, I will most definitely stay in this arrondissement again

SPEND

Ooh my favourite!  I was super lucky that the sales in Paris started a couple of days before I left, so ... well I went a li'l nuts.  But I saved SO much money, lol.

Cassegrain
422, rue Saint-Honore

The address is a dead giveaway that Cassegrain is a cut above your average stationery store.  Beautifully classic and stylish papergoods and pens as well as leather accessories are the order of the day here, but their website also has an incredibly cool page (if you choose "LoveLetter") that allows you to customise an eighteen-karat gold envelope pendant with the inscription of your choice.  Love doesn't come cheap, though - prices start at 1280 euro, ack!

Loft - design by ...
{various locations listed on website}

Incredibly soft, organic cotton clothes in a palette of muted colours ... I bought lots of things here, but in my defence, everything was fifty per cent off, so I could hardly pass that up!

Lila Conti
{various points of sale listed on website}

Lila fashions delicate jewellery from semi-precious stones in gorgeous colours teamed with freshwater pearls, filigree and striking beads and pendants.  I took forever to choose three pairs of earrings (er, one pair was a gift for my mum) because I loved everything so much!

The Red Wheelbarrow
22, rue Saint Paul (4th arrondissement, M: St Paul)



Charming English-language bookstore in the Marais (just when you thought I'd ventured out of that area!) featuring lots of books about Paris.

Les Grands Magasins

When in the vicinity of Opera/Boulevarde Haussmann, you may see arrow-shaped signs proclaiming "Les Grands Magasins."  Follow these signs, for they lead to Paris' premier department stores, Au Printemps and Galeries Lafayette, which are jaw-droppingly jam-packed with fashion, cosmetics, homewares, food ... you name it, I'm pretty sure they've got it (except maybe hardware, lol).  If you can, it may be wise to avoid them on weekends, when it seems as though half the population of Paris is wandering through and things can get a little elbow-y.

Au Printemps is the store with the gorgeous art-nouveau, stained glass dome measuring twenty metres across and sixteen metres high ...

     

It also has a Laduree cafe, which is open daily except for Sundays.

Galeries Lafayette may not have a groovy dome or a Laduree, but it does have a rooftop cafe on level six of its main store, from which you can soak in panoramic views across the rooftops of Paris for the price of a cup of tea (albeit a slightly pricey one) and whatever else you may wish to ingest.



It also has an incredibly impressive Christmas lights display at ... well, Christmastime!


GARDENS

One of the many beautiful things about Paris is that it is full of small gardens in unexpected places, so you can take a break from your wanders and sit in the sun for awhile.  It was so lovely to just be wandering along and then come across a small, perfectly kept garden ...




And then there are the formal gardens, including:

Jardin des Tuileries ...



Jardin des Tuileries stretches from the end of the Louvre forecourt to Place de la Concorde, which then turns into the Champs Elysees.  It is my favourite formal garden in Paris - I just wander around there feeling so happy.  There is a carousel hidden amongst the trees as well as a couple of cafes, ponds and oodles of green chairs in which to plonk yourself and people watch.

Jardin du Luxembourg ...



These gardens were ordered by Queen Marie of the Medicis, who was apparently homesick for her birthplace of Florence.  Inspired by that city's Boboli Gardens, the Jardin du Luxembourg is dominated by the former royal palace, which is now used by the French Senate.  So.  Pretty!

WANDER & SEE

Wander - everywhere.  See - as much as you can!  Paris is a beautiful city that is so incredibly user-friendly.  The Metro is a highly efficient and cheap way to get around.  If you are in Paris for more than a couple of days you may wish to consider buying a "carnet" of Metro tickets which, from memory, comprises a book of ten.  The self-service machines are exceptionally easy to use, hooray!

If you are brave and/or crazy, you may also wish to entertain the notion of riding a bike about the place for a wee while.  Velib is a public bicycle rental programme that was introduced in Paris a couple of years ago. Essentially, there are rental stations dotted all over the city from which you can rent, or to which you can return, a bicycle.  Subscriptions are available in one or seven day blocks and you give your credit card as a guarantee that you will not ride off into the sunset or mangle your bike (there is a 150 euro charge if you do) and then the rental fee is simply debited to your credit card.  You can read about it here.  There are a number of bicycle tracks around Paris, although they have a somewhat alarming habit of merging into bus lanes with very little notice.  Kinda frightening during Giant Tourist Bus Season, but a fun experience nonetheless.

Another option for getting around is to catch the Batobus, a boat that cruises up and down the Seine on a loop and stops at the Eiffel Tower, Musee d'Orsay, St-Germain-des-Pres, Notre Dame, Jardin des Plantes, Hotel de Ville, the Louvre and the Champs Elysees.  Boats arrive at 15 to 30 minute intervals and prices start at 12 euro for a one day, all you can hop on/hop off pass.  So hop to it :P  Sorry, I totally had to say that.

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

That's amore

Little expressions of love in Italy ...


{Florence ... Celine Dion fan??}

{Orvieto}

{Villa Borghese, Rome}

{Villa Borghese, Rome}

{Venice ... I think poor Alberto was running out of spray ... and, er, room}

{Rome}

{Venice}

{Florence}

{Ponte Vecchio, Florence}

{Venice ... because every good Italian boy loves his Mamma :P}

{Venice}

{I know I have posted this previously, but I do wonder about the story behind it ... does this person's amore live across the road with a view out onto the street so that this message greets them when they look out the window?  Do they pass it every morning on their way to work, a sweet reminder that they are loved? Or am I just overthinking it, lol}

Work and life are back in full swing so I haven't had much time for blogging these days.  I was asked to be on an interview selection panel today and said yes more out of obligation than anything ... and then found out that I would have to go through 22 applications before tomorrow, sigh.  Is it crazy that I am inclined to give someone with a so-so application an interview if their application discloses that they are currently unemployed?  Is that just creating false hope for them?  I don't know :(  In any event, the other two people on the panel (clients) are lots of fun and we plan to hit the local cafe tomorrow afternoon to shortlist for interviews, heheh.

Hope you're all well! :)

Sunday, July 5, 2009

My Totally Subjective Guide to: Florence


I’m not certain, but I may have previously mentioned that I love Florence, so it seemed like a logical starting point for my Totally Subjective Guide series.  Branded “Totally Subjective,” of course, because these are things and places that I liked, and I want to cover my a* in case others do not like them as much or indeed at all.  And so, without further ado …

EAT

Trattoria Za Za

www.trattoriazaza.it

Piazza del Mercato Centrale, 26r

 

Completely obvious recommendation because every man and his dog recommends it, but this place really lives up to all the hype.  Za Za’s premises have expanded significantly, so getting a table is nowhere near as hard as it used to be, but they are still consistently packed out (er, despite what the above photo may suggest), so making a reservation may be a good idea (although I did not).  Service is friendly tending towards polite, and also fast (not fast as in rush-you-out-the-door-fast, just fast considering how many diners they have).

My favourite dish is the chicken with truffle sauce, and my meal is always followed up with strawberries in some kind of Custard from Heaven.  I super recommend this.

Trattoria Pallottino

www.trattoriapallottino.com

Via Isola della Stinche, 1r

{scene of the lemon showers incident}

Oh my, this place has just the best tomato bruschetta on planet Earth.  Ok, so I haven’t tried all the tomato bruschetta on planet Earth, but I have eaten a lot of tomato bruschetta, and Trattoria Pallottino does it best (in my Totally Subjective Opinion, of course).  The rest of the food is great, too, because you were probably wondering about that and contemplating something beyond a mere antipasto.  Traditional Italian meals in generous serves and, as a bonus, Pallottino is next to (or a couple of doors down from) Vivoli (just look for the queue), so you can have awesome gelato as a chaser.  Not that I am saying that Pallottino’s dessert is no good, mind you, just that you may (also) like some gelato.

Osteria De’Benci

Via de’Benci, 13

Many of the waiters at De’Benci kind of look like they just rolled out of a party … or bed … (ie cute but disheveled) (one had dreadlocks and I spent a significant part of the meal giving him a mental makeover, lol), but the service is relaxed and friendly and the food is totally fantastic.  The tomato bruschetta cost eight euros, though.  I remember this because I thought Lord, that is pricey for some diced tomato on a slice of bread (couldn’t quite shake the habit of applying the exchange rate and estimating how much things were costing in Australian dollars).  Somehow, the price of tomato bruschetta became my Default Barometer for how expensive a restaurant was (three to five euros appeared to be the standard), but peculiarly (and thankfully) enough, De’Benci wasn’t otherwise overpriced.  I had what was quite possibly the best pasta of my life – cherry tomatoes, basil, flaked parmesan … simple but So. Freakin’. Good!  There are several super-trendy-looking bars in the vicinity but they were too super-trendy-looking for me so I gave them a miss.  But if you are of the super-trendy variety of human you may wish to check them out.

Francescovini

www.francescovini.com

Borgo dei Greci, 7r – Piazza de’Peruzzi, 8r

Great octopus salad!  Nice pasta.  Nice pizza.  Nice coffee.  Nice service.  This is really just a nice place to go for a good meal.  I had both dinner and lunch there, and it was lovely both times.

Note di Vino

www.notedivino.it

Borgo dei Greci, 4/6r

Alright, I cannot personally vouch for this place because every time I went past it was completely full and I was too hungry to wait for a table, but as I gazed longingly at other people’s meals whilst contemplating level of hunger versus level of patience, I noted that the food looked so so good!  So it may be somewhere that you would like to try.

 Bar Vittoria

Via Proconsolo, 34/36

I have previously blogged about this place but just wanted to include it in this list for the sake of completeness!

Bar Gelateria Signoria

Via Vacchereccia, 10

Firstly, I have to say thank goodness for Google maps!  This place (the Bar, not Google maps) is often my pit stop for lunch when I am in Florence but I have never been clever enough to take note of the name, I just remember where it is.  So I used ever-trusty Google maps to check out the street view and find out the name.  Ah, technology.  Anyway.  Loads of fresh panini and gelato as well as beer in the fridge, should you be so inclined.  No seats or tables, though, so you’ll need to find somewhere else to sit.  But don’t bother trying to sit under the loggia in Piazza della Signoria with your panini, for a man clad in a vest will yell at you before you’ve even had a chance to see the sign bearing a stylized representation of a burger with a bigass red cross through it.  So I’ve, um, heard …

Migone Confetti

Via Calzaiuoli, 85r

An old-fashioned confectionery store … hooray, sugar!  Oh incidentally, I can’t remember exactly where this was, but somewhere in Italy I was given coffee with sugar in packets branded “Daddy,” which totally cracked me up.

Mercato Centrale

Er, Mercato Centrale

Fabulous undercover market with all that your little foodie heart desires, including some things that it was probably better off not seeing (skinned animal’s heads, anyone?).  But don’t let that put you off.  Upstairs is full of fresh fruit!

Bar La Borsa

Via Por Santa Maria, 70

Peddles Giant Meringues and all sorts of other pastry delights, including totally delicious, custard-filled croissants covered in sparkly sugar that are seriously just … I am lost for words (for once!).

La Bottega del Gelato

Via Por Santa Maria, 33r

This place is actually very cool (no pun intended, what with the nature of its wares and all) and not your usual gelato store, for it sells gelato on sticks.  Like paddle pops but SO much better!  I had raspberry (lampone) on one occasion and then mint dipped in chocolate on another and they were seriously delicious.  The service is friendly, too.

Corona’s Café

Corner Via del Corso and Via Calzaiuoli

Cute but slightly aloof waiters in waistcoats.  Also employs female staff.  This place is largely full of locals and serves gelato, coffee, panini and pastries.  I had a very nice croissant with some kind of jam in it.  I ate a lot of pastry in Italy.  It got indescribably worse in Paris, for the pastries there were even better.

SLEEP*

 * or at least try to

Whilst in Florence, I stayed at Canto de Nelli, which I previously wrote about here.  It was a very lovely place in a great location and with excellent views, but you may want to seriously think about whether to stay here if you do not have the ability to sleep through oh, I don’t know, the Second Coming.  Unfortunately, along with the great location came Great Noise and truly, I barely slept the entire time that I was there (which is probably why I had my meltdown).  The San Lorenzo markets are quite literally right outside your window (though obviously at street level and not levitating), which is fine during the day (very atmospheric and interesting to watch from above and everything), but they start to set up at about 4.30am … and when the clean-up crews (including unbelievably noisy street sweepers) don’t finish until about 1.00am and people spend the balance of the time milling around in the empty square being Very Loud and Shouty, that doesn’t leave a whole lot of opportunity for slumber.  The windows have two sets of shutters (inside and out) but are not double-glazed, so the noise is not reduced very much.  This is a trite comment, I know, but during my stay I came a small way towards understanding why sleep deprivation is used as a form of torture!  On my second last night (make that morning), I found myself crying my eyes out at about 4.00am, lol, because I was so tired and I simply could not sleep.  It’s a shame, because the place is lovely, but if you are a light sleeper and want to stay there, I highly recommend that you take earplugs of some description.  Or valium.  Or an anvil with which to knock yourself out, Wile E. Coyote-style.

 SPEND

In this section, it will become painfully apparent that I quite like stationery.

Fabriano Boutique

www.fabrianoboutique.com

Via del Corso, 59r

This is a very, very awesome store full of things on which I could have spent my hard-earned cash.  They describe themselves as a “luxury stationer’s” and they have simply beautiful diaries, journals, pens, pencils, wallets, bags, cards, albums … I can’t do them justice so perhaps it may be best to just check out their website!

Signum

www.signumfirenze.it

(various locations listed on website)

Lovely store that sells stationery, cards, prints, pens, pencils, postcards and other assorted stationery in the traditional Florentine style.

Johnson’s & Relatives

Via del Proconsolo, 26r

This very un-Italian-sounding store sells yet more stationery!

Cartoleria Ecologia

www.cartoleriaecologia.it

Via degli Ablizi, 60r

This was an interesting store.  From memory I think it had toys or something in there as well, and I initially wasn’t going to go in because it looked like a kid’s store, but it also has cute and quirky journals, notepads and other stationery.

Carteria Tassotti

www.tassotti.it

Via dei Servi, 9/11r

Lots of Florentine-style stationery as well as assorted prints in various sizes … I bought many, many prints here as they were so reasonably priced, and figure I will just get matting made up for them and then stick them in Ikea frames ;)

Giulio Giannini e Figlio

www.giuliogiannini.it

Piazza de Pitti, 37r

Very stylish and gorgeous traditional stationery, including journals, diaries, prints, pencils, writing sets and wrapping paper.  Kept inhaling sharply because I kept seeing things that I loved!  Pretty expensive, although the quality is excellent, so you definitely get what you pay for.

Lo Spillo

Borgo San Jacopo, 72r


Hiroko Uzielli works from this tiny but lovely store making beautifully intricate (but reasonably-priced) jewellery.  Hiroko is so friendly, and her signature style features freshwater pearls and semi-precious stones wrapped in wire to form unusual pieces that are so very pretty!  I am totally in love with the earrings that I bought!

Pitti Vintage

www.pittivintage.com

Sdrucciolo de Pitti, 19r

Vintage shoes, clothing and handbags in the heart of Oltrarno.

Ortigia

www.ortigia.com

Borgo San Jacopo, 12r

Very sleek store selling bath and body products as well as room sprays and candles with super-enticing scents like Sicilian lime, orange blossom, geranium, neroli honey and pomegranate.  Just be sure to perforate the seals properly (if you read my “lemon showers” post you will understand why I say this!).

WANDER & SEE

 Oltrarno

I think that all of Florence is beautiful, but I very much love Oltrarno in particular.  The area is full of artisans and it is great fun to wander through the streets and peek in through the open doors to their workshops and see them in action.  A nice walk is to cross the Ponte Vecchio, which runs into Via de’Guicciardini, and then explore the streets off to the right (when your back is to the river).

Piazzale Michelangelo

 

Yet another obvious choice, but the panoramic view of Florence from the Piazzale really is gorgeous at any time of day or night, and is well worth the climb up the hill.  It's probably not as taxing for people with a higher level of fitness than me (ie anything above zero), so don't let the hill thing put you off!

Campanile

You can climb to the top of both the Duomo and the Campanile, but the benefit of the latter is the lovely view of the cupola, which dominates Florence’s skyline and is pretty much synonymous with the city.  The Campanile also has slightly fewer stairs (although beyond a certain point, what does it really matter, lol), a couple of levels on which you can take a breather whilst pretending to be “taking in the view,” and less visitors (from what I could tell, anyway).

 

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Checking in (+ the lagging of the jet)


Greetings from cold and wintery Sydney, grr ... (or should that be brr *groan*) ...

I'm sorry about my incredibly sporadic posting whilst I was in Paris ... there was just so much to do and see, and truth be told I was feeling pretty damn stuffed by that point.  I arrived back in Sydney yesterday afternoon and spent today partaking in reality checks such as unpacking, laundry and buying groceries.  Tomorrow will be the biggest reality check of them all - back to work!!  I cannot even begin to imagine what debacles have occurred in my absence and what awaits in my inbox, lol!  I am sleeping at weird times and getting incredibly hungry at even weirder times that aren't even referable to my usual mealtimes in Europe, so being back in the office is going to be interesting.

Flight back was pretty hideous as 23-odd hours of travel generally are.  On the second leg of my flight (from Hong Kong), I was seated next to an elderly Asian lady who was visually impaired.  She asked me for help with a couple of things, which was fine, but I then kept worrying about whether I should keep helping with everything or wait until asked in case I ended up being overbearing.  Ultimately, I went with the latter as she was remarkably self-reliant.  It was fascinating to watch.  She quite clearly had a system for everything and was super organised so that she could always find what she was after.  I admired the fact that she was travelling on her own, too, because that has to be a pretty daunting thing.  It was also really sweet - every time I had to squeeze past her to get out of my seat (I was unfortunately stuck in the middle of the plane because the check-in at Charles de Gaulle airport took such an annoyingly long time that only dud seats were left) I would apologise and thank her profusely and she would, without fail, respond with "noooo prahblem!"  Heh.

In other alarming and yet completely unnecessary flight news, my feet totally swelled up for the first time in my life to such an extent that my ankles nearly disappeared!  Good grief, I couldn't believe it.  But it was also kind of an impressive thing that they could just vanish like that.  I kept poking at them and thinking "well look at that!"  Anyway they are now thankfully back to normal :P

Alrighty well I am going to try to get some sleep so that I am at least moderately functional tomorrow, at least for the drive to work, 'cause that's the dangerous part.

Hope you're all well and thanks so much for reading my entries and commenting while I was away!  I hope you enjoyed them and never fear (as I'm sure you never would), I still have plenty more to say about my trip =)

PS.  Can I just say, and I'm being totally yay-me here, but I really love this shot!  I have always wanted to take a shot from this perspective and was so happy with the way it turned out!  Ok am done with the self-congratulation now.

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Riding a bike in Paris ...

... is hella scary.  Pretty fun once you get the hang of it, but also hella scary!  But at least now I can say that I have done it.  Yesterday, I made my very slow and cautious bicycle way from the Marais to the Eiffel Tower.  And I only crashed into one (1) lamp post en route!  Can I just say, however, that said crashing was due to trying to avoid a very slow and meandering pedestrian and I find it very difficult to not wobble crazily when rolling along so slowly!  And I haven't ridden a bike in around fifteen years ... It was highly embarrassing, though, as it occurred next to a Giant Traffic Jam ... but at least I hopefully made some people laff :P  I couldn't stop giggling even though I was so embarrassed I wanted to fling myself into the Seine.  I reminded myself (heh) of that episode of Frasier where Frasier and Niles get talked into participating in a bike-a-thon even though neither of them can ride a bike and when they try, Frasier is invariably drawn to the nearest stationary object as if by Giant Magnet.

Oh and wearing a dress whilst riding a bike?  Dumb.  Makes getting off the bike in an even vaguely elegant way completely impossible, and also necessitates the periodic grabbing of hemline whilst riding so as to not flash passers-by.

I didn't get to climb (well, not climb) the Eiffel Tower as the line was stupid huge, so I am planning to go back this evening and hopefully do it then.  I tried to take some non-standard photographs of the tower but it's actually really difficult, lol ...




{I wanna say ... horsing around at the Eiffel Tower, but ... well, *groan*}

Monday, June 22, 2009

Dancing in the streets

Last night the Marais (and apparently much of Paris) turned into a giant outdoor party/music festival to celebrate the summer solstice.  It was so much fun.  I went for a bit of a wander after dinner (the sun doesn't begin to set until 10pm!) and was absolutely floored by the number of bands, singers and DJs performing in the streets to enthusiastic crowds, most of whom were spilling out onto the road and jumping around.  I watched a great rock band called Leisure Haze which comprised four (at least, I think so - I couldn't get past the massive crowd of squealing girls to see very well) teenagers who looked so young they may as well have just crawled out of the birth canal, donned leather jackets and brushed their hair forward prior to performing ... listened to a guy perform excellent acoustic versions of all sorts of songs to a slightly smaller crowd of slightly less squealing girls ... saw a group of about eight older guys singing some kind of folksy songs to a more sedate audience ... walked past a girl performing what sounded like a story relayed in song, complete with exaggerated facial expressions to convey the appropriate emotions ... it just went on and on, something every two hundred meters or so (enough space between performers to allow the sound to fade, lol).  I wound up at a massive dance party in the street, at which all my favourite retro songs were being performed (Video Killed the Radio Star, YMCA, It's Raining Men etc etc) and it was just so very cool!  The amazing thing was the atmosphere ... everyone was just out having fun, no angst or drunkenness or pushing around or that too-cool-for-school vibe ... I kept thinking that if it was Sydney surely people would be brawling by now, lol.  Anyway, here are some mediocre shots!






Sunday, June 21, 2009

My Paris apartment

Well, for the next week, anyway!  The apartment is small but full of beautiful little details that I couldn't help but photograph.  The bed is so so super cozy that this morning I actually managed to sleep in until around 10.00am, and sleeping in isn't something that I have managed to do since I left home.  It is also quite high, though, so I get a li'l surprise when climbing out if I have forgotten the height and have to do a weird little jump, lol.

The apartment is located in the Marais which, from what I can tell so far, is an absolutely perfect area.  So many boutiques and restaurants and picturesque streets - I am in Paris heaven!  Last night I had awesome Korean food for dinner at a local restaurant and I plan to spend today wandering around the area and having what is apparently the best falafel in the universe for lunch, which is conveniently right down the street from me, hooray!  I figure I will just eat less when I get home :P

Rented through I Love Paris Apartments.















Here I am being a total dork on my tiny little terrace ... I think they put the mirror in to create the illusion of space ;)


Saturday, June 20, 2009

The fifteen euro hot chocolate


My last night in Venice (er, last night) was so so lovely.  I had a wonderful dinner at Osteria Mocenigo (I wish I had found that place sooner so that I could have gone back there!), which was concluded by a "super grappa" on the house.  It literally made my eyes water!  Before I left, I wrote "super, super, super grappa!" on the paper placement with a little arrow pointing at the nearly empty glass and then stumbled out into the street :P

After dinner, I started to make my way to Piazza San Marco for one last look.  En route, I stopped on the Rialto Bridge to gaze at the Grand Canal, which looks beautiful by night.  I also did a little bit of window shopping in La Perle, which sells very pretty jewellery made from Murano glass.  Whilst I was looking at the window display, a guy who looked like an odd, Italian version of John Mayer wandered over and struck up a conversation.  Upon finding out that I am from Australia, he asked "did you travel ..." and then made some kind of strange rounded motion in the vicinity of his stomach which immediately made me wonder whether he was asking whether I am in fact knocked up and think that perhaps I should really lay off the pastries.  He then smiled in an embarrassed way and apologised for being "a little rusty" and eventually found the words he was looking for - "BY KANGAROO?"  Lol!  I burst out laughing and said "no, I did not travel by kangaroo."  He then speculated that, Australia being such a long way away and all, I must be here "for around a month?"  I said yes, but I am leaving for Paris tomorrow, at which point he said "oh ok, well ... bye" and promptly wandered off!!  I wasn't quite sure what to make of that, but it made me chuckle all the same and I went on my merry way.

Whilst proceeding on said merry way, I was gripped with a sudden and ridiculously bad urge to pee, such that I actually began to follow the WC signs to the nearest public toilet, but unfortunately I lost the trail and so commenced entertaining visions of having to go in a dark alley someplace, and mused that this would most definitely be in contravention of the numerous posters around the city pleading with residents and tourists alike to "please keep Venice clean."  However!  Upon reaching Piazza San Marco, I discovered that the acqua alta was receding (I know it is a complete pain for residents and businesses, but I have always wanted to see it) and was distracted from my insane need to find a bathroom by taking many, many photos and watching crazy people splash about in the water (ack).  Here are some of my photos ... excuse the quality, I am too lazy to tripod!




The dueling orchestras of the Piazza's main cafes were playing various tunes and one orchestra even began to play "My Heart Will Go On" ... hah!  And can I confess that when they played "Time to Say Goodbye" I got a li'l sniffly?  I felt so sad to be leaving such an enchanting place.

I then decided to be crazy and have a hot chocolate at Caffe Florian.  It would be pertinent to note at this point that Caffe Florian has a li'l orchestra of its own.  This fact will become important very shortly, I promise.  I take a seat and think oh how perfectly beautiful and wonderful and lovely ... a warm Venetian night, Piazza San Marco, an orchestra, an historic cafe ... waiter brings out the menu and very very quickly mumbles something about an "orchestra surcharge" whilst gesturing at the foot of the page and then disappears as quickly as he came.  The cafe charges six euros for the mere privilege of listening to the orchestra.  Six euros for basically exercising one of my five senses, which I can't help but do anyway, and which I could stand around and do for free if I wasn't silly enough to sit down and order their NINE EURO hot chocolate!  That, my friends, is a grand total of FIFTEEN EURO (or approximately TWENTY SEVEN AUSTRALIAN DOLLARS) for the privilege of downing a hot chocolate (sorry, "chocolate in a cup"!) at Caffe Florian!  LOL!  I laughed for a full five minutes.  I have to say, though, that despite this insanely exorbitant cost, it was a really nice experience.  Oh and I made a point of using their bathroom :P


Last night, I fell asleep to the sounds of a huge storm and this morning caught my flight to Paris (which was sadly not at all debacle-free, but that is a [loong] story for another time!) after making my way to the bus in the rain.  I like to think that Venice was crying boo hoo tears over my departure but I'm pretty sure that it was probably more of a meteorological thing.  And now here I am in Paris!  Am about to head out and wander around (camera in hand, of course ... and credit card in my handbag ... I saw a lovely dress down the street!) ... :)


{my last photograph of Venice ...}

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Smile ... it confuses people

{incidentally, whatever happened to Sandi Thom?  Did she wish she was a punk rocker herself right out of radio playlists or what?}

Anyway.

I can be quite the moody specimen, but I do like to smile at people for no particular reason.  I have found, however, that such nonsense is not particularly well received in Italy.  I don't know whether everyone is just completely over tourists and having my camera slung over my shoulder means that I may as well have TURISTICO tattooed across my forehead (although can I just say that I try to be very polite and not self-absorbed and stay out people's way etc because I am acutely aware of how annoying it must be for the area in which you live to be completely overrun by a seemingly endless influx of meandering foreigners), but when I smile at people here, I am more often than not met with either:

(a) a scowl;
(b) a totally unimpressed look; or
(c) complete and utter apathy.

Which is fine, I suppose, but it has been so consistent that it's a little disheartening.  So I made it my unofficial mission - nay, challenge - to smile at as many people as possible to see if I could get a response that does not fall within any of the abovementioned categories (or similar).  And today, I finally did!  Hooray!  I was so happy.  I was wandering around the Cannareggio district* and crossed paths with a chef man and I smiled and HE SMILED BACK.  And a genuine, un-forced smile, too!  I know it's a small thing (yes, small minds and all that) but it was nice.  And now people can go back to scowling etc at me and I won't mind so much.

{* if you need a laundromat in Venice, ignore anything that directs you to "Speedy Wash" on Rio Terra San Leonardo in Cannareggio.  The place is very much closed!  Instead, you can try Orange Laundry.  Thankfully, this does not refer to the colour of your clothes once you have washed them at this particular establishment.  My undies can vouch for this}

As for Cannareggio - it's a really lovely area and quite devoid of tourists (perhaps they aren't so fed up there as a result? and thereby more prone to smiling at camera-toting foreigners?).  It was nice to hear Italian spoken for a change!  I also had a bit of a wander around the border between the Santa Croce and San Polo districts, which was also refreshingly quiet and very pretty.  I went to Piazza San Marco on my first afternoon here and left as soon as I could as it was completely insane.  The weather forecast is predicting rain for Friday so I'm going to try again then in the hope that some of the people have stayed away ;)






To get to Cannareggio, I did the lazy thing and caught the traghetto across the Grand Canal (a traghetto is essentially a non-fancy gondola that ferries people back and forth across the canal when they can't be assed finding one of the four bridges that span it - the cost is 50 euro cents per person) and Lord did it scare me half to death!  I wanted to sit in the actual gondola but the gondolier said "lady [lol!], you have to sit on the bench" and gestured at an impossibly small strip of space along the side of the gondola.  I didn't know the Italian for "oh my God, do I have to?!" and so reluctantly obliged, figuring it was better to do as the man said to try to evenly distribute weight amongst me and other passengers.  The canal was totally full of vaporetti and other comparatively mammoth motorised craft and I just sat there completely petrified, plagued with visions of toppling backwards into the canal (my first thought is always "my camera!" heh) as the water was quite choppy.  Anyway, it was obviously ok in the end but I was very relieved to get to the other side.  Which was, um, you know, like a fifty metre trip *ahem*


{oh my Goooood it's coming right at us!  Apologies for failure to comply with the rule of thirds but I was somewhat preoccupied with trying to not die of fear}

Also, last night, after a fairly average and typically overpriced meal (one where the bill could make you cry because it is completely inversely proportionate to how much you enjoyed the food), I followed the strains of music to Campo San Giacomo dell'Orio to find people dancing the tango under the Venetian stars (apparently they do this every Tuesday evening in the summertime).  It was so lovely, like something you would see in an old movie ... scratchy records playing various versions of the tango and couples dancing in an illuminated square whilst a warm summer breeze rustled through the leaves of the tree branches overhead ... sigh!  I took a few short videos but I haven't quite mastered the art of manually focussing my camera whilst shooting video yet, so the quality is quite awful (sorry).  Enjoy :)

video

Last and most definitely least, here is a silly photo of me being super silly last night with the mask that hangs on the door to my room here.  I was very happy to see that I have the "Il Gatto" room, loving cats as I do, and I have always wanted to try one of these masks on.  I look SO RIDICULOUS.  Heaven only knows how many other guests have done the same thing.  I tried not to think about it :P


{it's incredibly, surprisingly humid here, hence the mad hair}