Showing posts with label photography. Show all posts
Showing posts with label photography. Show all posts

06 June 2014

First Impressions | Budapest

Classes are a thing of the past now as I set off on a month-long trip through Europe before I return home. The itinerary currently looks something like this: 


Budapest - Vienna - Prague - Copenhagen - Oslo - Edinburgh - Dublin - London - Paris - Lyon - Aix - Strasbourg

I'll get to processing my experiences with thorough city posts once this is all over, but I wanted to bring you along with me as closely as possible, so I'm doing my best to Instagram with my wonky phone and spotty wi-fi (surprisingly, buses have provided the most stable connections) and to post here on the go. Short and sweet is the key, I guess, and I am breaking that now so without further ado, Budapest! 
Budapest was beautiful. It was a great setting for a much-needed break between end-of-school activities and the rest of my travels. I stayed with a friend who was gracious enough to host me and order food for me while the language barrier rendered me a giant baby. Similarly, my brain refuses to function right now, so I'll leave the philosophical thoughts to the full Budapest post to follow. 

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11 April 2014

Charleville-Mezières

As I wrote in my encounter with the edible brick, the Carolo, I visited Charleville-Mezières several weekends ago. Birthplace of Rimbaud, home to a major puppetry festival, an aging population and a parking crisis - I was there for an urban studies project so this is the information you're going to get. 

But being neither in need of parking nor in possession of an aging population (if you don't count my brain cells), I found Charleville to be quite a charming lens into the everyday goings-on of a small French city. We saw an exhibition of artwork by mentally disabled artists, the puppetry museum's (terrifying) clock giant that puts on an hourly puppet show, the restored Place Ducale, the Meuse River, a tree monster reaching to pluck the moon from the sky...

If you listen carefully, the wind in Charleville goes "Carololololololo..." As do the birds.
Carolololololololo...

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06 November 2013

French Oktoberfest in November


Complete with inflatable German buildings.

We ended our trip in Metz with a meal inside these festive white tents, because it was the liveliest place in town and we were so cold hearty German food sounded like the best thing on Earth.
We weren't disappointed...live musicians in lederhosen playing everything from folksy French tunes to Elvis Presley, a dance floor full of elderly couples having a great time, and a cold beer to wash down the warm sausage and fresh frites.
We had to cut our meal short to catch our last-minute ride back home, but at least we had a ride...otherwise we were this close to sleeping in the train station that night.

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05 November 2013

Ghosts of American Dreams


While I was in Nancy, I visited the park just off Place Stanislas and found this stretch of carnival rides. Later that day I'd come across the circus in a parking lot like a dormant volcano, waiting for the circus enthusiasts to arrive.

At first, just the site of an empty carnival was enough to perk up my ears. But then I took a closer look at the decor...and realized that every ride had been painted with Disney characters.
But it was this ride that sealed the deal - talk about Americana. At times it can be disorienting to see such enthusiasm for all things American. I go to a French university, but on our "American" campus some aspects of student life remind me of an attempt at university based entirely on movies. The number of aspiring cheerleaders on campus comes to mind...


Because the flora and fauna of Pride Rock is the same as Southern California. But enough of the snark - I'm sure the kids who enjoy this place don't give a second thought to the colorful pictures and their implications of copyright infringement or soft power or global homogenization.

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04 November 2013

Nancy et Metz

In the running for craziest adventure yet: this week's 24-hour jaunt to the nearby Lorraine region. (First place has to be San Francisco a couple of years ago - Sanaa and I booked train + bus tickets on Wednesday and were on our way on Thursday night for our first trip on our own.)

For this trip, my friend and I used covoiturage (kind of like the love child of hitchhiking and carpooling). The plan was to spend the night in Nancy, then leave for Metz at noon the next day. We weren't sure where we would stay in Metz, but had our fingers crossed we'd find a ride home before nightfall.

In the car, we met a Slovak girl who was being dropped off en route in Metz. She was super friendly and invited us to meet up with her when we arrived there the next day. As we drove through Metz for the first time that evening, however, we were pleasantly surprised by its liveliness and architecture and congratulated each other on our random destination choice.

One thing that stood out was the drastic change in atmosphere between night and day. By night Nancy and Metz were full of people in the streets. By day, they were deserted husks of cities as most people left town for la Toussaint. Nevertheless, we found ourself in a bar with a bunch of drunken French people in full costume for Halloween where one guy stripped completely nude, at a fake Oktoberfest with a dance floor full of elderly couples who somehow knew the moves to every dance...it was more than I usually accomplish in 24 hours. 

In the coming week I'll be posting more about the trip, so stick around! 
Yes, that is an arrangement of carrots. Nancy's Place Stanislas had quirky vegetable sculptures scattered throughout to promote environmental awareness. 
A surprise spot of color in an otherwise gray day in Nancy. 
I really liked the playful signage in Metz and the way they put color on the street signs. 
Hey Metz - your medieval architecture is showing. And now, obligatory cathedral shots. 
The Temple de Metz is a historic Protestant church. As it was closed that day, I'll remember it better for the eye-catching color combination of the gray stone, purple metal fence accents, and lime green moss on its walls. Not to mention the drunk tree. 

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