This is Bern!
Bern is even more beautiful than Geneva.
On July 15 Daniel and Rachel left on a month long trip to Europe. Thank you to Grandma and Grandpa who helped us afford this amazing trip!
This morning we could sleep in a little bit because our train wasn't till 9:46. We got to the train station with plenty of time to spare at around 9:15. We didn't see our train listed on the screens so we checked our tickets. We were at the Paris Gare de l'nord our ticket said Paris Gare de Lyon. I can't believe we got it wrong again! We scrambled and got to the right station minutes before it left. We ran to the train and got there just in time. This time we had seats right next to each other, unlike the last couple trains were we were across the aisle of caddy corner to each other. We napped and talked and watched the French country side go by for the next three hours until our stop at the Aix-en-provance gare (station). We got off there. There wasn't any indication of public transportation so we thought we could probably walk. We headed off in the direction our GPS said. We were walking along the side of the highway with no sidewalk. I tripped once and cut my knee! After about 15 minutes, Rachel looked at the GPS and noticed it was going to take us an hour to get there! We turned around to go back to the train station. When we got there we found an information desk which we didn't see before. We asked there and they pointed us in the direction of the bus to town. We waited twenty minutes or so for the bus and paid our fair and went to town. From the bus station we walked with our luggage to the tourism office of Aix-en-Provance. We talked to a very helpful woman who gave us a map and answered our questions. She even called our B&B to ask the host to come pick us up. We only had to wait a few minutes before a French woman came up to us and said, "Bonjour, my car is out here" She said she didn't speak much English, but it was enough for us to talk. She didn't understand all of our questions, but we got enough information. It is times like that that we feel terrible that we don't know any French.
our B&B is so nice! When we got here our hostess gave us a tour. She showed us our room, the laundry room, the kitchen, the pool, the backyard, and the dining garden. All of it is gorgeous! We spent the afternoon doing laundry and sitting by the pool. We took a walk to a small store where we bought pasta, sauce, cheese, and two oranges for dinner. I cooked dinner while Rachel uploaded most of our pictures onto Facebook. We ate and then decided to go into town for a few drinks. We waited at the bus stop for twenty minutes for the bus. It was right on time, but instead of stopping for is, it just drove on past! I was shocked, how could it do that?! The next bus wasn't for another twenty minutes, so we decided it wasn't that important. We walked up the street a little bit and found a tiny wine store run by a woman who didn't speak a word of English. We wanted to try something made in
Today was much more uninteresting then many of our days, sorry. We still had a lovely day, it is nice to sit down at the end of the day and not feel like my feet are very mad at me. :-) I'm sure tomorrow will hold adventures we can't even imagine yet. Stay tuned.
We missed our train again this morning only by a few minutes this time. So we got a new ticket for the next train which was only forty minutes later. We walked around the station, got some breakfast, and shopped a little. Rachel had two chocolate croissants and I had a muffin and banana bread. We went into every news stand and book store in the station looking for an American newspaper, because Rachel felt disconnected with the US and "missed reading English." We ended up finding one in the last store that we looked. We got Friday's USA Today. It actually had some interesting news in it. I cant believe Judge Sotomayor isn't a justice yet! Comeon Senate! Please let us know when she is confirmed.
We got on the train and were on our way to Chartres at about 10:00. I'm not sure what they put into the air on those trains, but even if I am fully awake right before I get on, after just a few minutes I fall asleep. I can't help it. Anyway, I woke up in Chartres about an hour later and Rachel and I headed for the tourism office. We got a map of the town and they offered us an audio guide tour of the old city. It was pretty inexpensive and had time to kill because mass had just started in the cathedral and we couldn't visit during mass. We did the tour and learned a lot about the city. It was originally founded by the Romans a long time ago and then there was a fire. Then the Catholics took it over, then there was a fire. Then, and still, the French live there. We saw that a lot of the buildings are built inside of the old structures. For example, part of the restaurant we ate at for lunch was built inside of an old wash house (old fashioned laundromat). There were old churches and mills and bridges that were all very interesting. After our tour, we went and ate lunch.
Rachel read on frommers that we should eat at this expensive fancy French place right on the river. "It is a little expensive, but well worth every penny." We went in to check it out. The hostess didn't speak a word of English, but eventually we got a table. We sat down and waited. We looked at the menu (completely in French) and couldn't pick out a word. This was not the sandwich and fromage(cheese) that we were used to. Eventually our waiter came over who spoke a little English. He helped us figure out the menu and we each ordered. We weren't sure exactly what we ordered, but it was fine French dining, so how bad could it be? While we waited, they brought out two tiny sandwiches and two shot glasses with a thick yellow mucus-like soup for us to eat. We saw everyone around us eat them up, so despite our intuition we gave it a try. The soup tasted like tomatoes mixed with lemon and orange. I took a few bites, and left it at that. After some coersion, Rachel tried one bite. The sandwiches were good. Thirty minutes later someone brought out our food. He announced to us what it was in French, but we couldn't tell him which one of us ordered which dish. We all just kind of looked at each other for a minute before he finally blurted out "egg?" The food was good, and after our main dish we got a chocolate cake which was superb. Two hours and a lot of discomfort later, we left the restaurant and headed for the cathedral.
We went inside and waited in line for an audioguide, but when we got to the front they wouldn't give us one because there was a concert in 45 minutes. So we just looked around ourselves and read all the posted information. I thought it was more of the same, but Rachel found it unique and interesting. Something I found unique and interesting was the labyrinth built into the floor of the nave. They had most of it covered with chairs so we couldn't do it, but we could imagine what it would be like. This church was built specifically to house a piece of cloth that they claimed to be the Virgin's shroud. They have it on display in the back so we went to go look at it. We saw a white piece of cloth in a very elaborate case wit h a huge stained glass window behind it. Thousands of people each year pilgrimage there to see this piece of cloth. At this point, it was about 4:00 and our train left at 4:30, so we headed back towards the train station.
The famous "Chartres blue" stained glass. Original from the 12th century!
Sitting across from us on the train were two guys. One of them was sketching the other while he slept. Rachel and I quickly fell asleep on the train and when I woke up ten minutes later, both of the guys were looking at us very intently and the same guy was sketching again. I assumed he was sketching us, and I think that's really cool.
We got back to Paris and went to the Tuileries Gardens. When we got off the train, it was very hectic with tons of people and we couldn't figure out why. When we got out to the street, there was even more people and we realized we had taken the train right to where the award ceremony for the Tour de France was currently happening. We mingled among the masses for a few minutes and watched the winners get their trophies on a big screen. It was very exciting to completely on accident stumble onto such a momentous event! We walked through the gardens and found a café to have dinner. After our pricey lunch, we just got sandwiches. After that we headed back to our tiny hotel room to enjoy our champagne and our last evening in Paris.
Today didn't start out so great. This morning, I woke up early to take a shower. Since there's only one for the whole hotel, we are trying to shower every other day. I went to grab the shampoo, and I couldn't find it. Daniel used it last, and apparently he left it in the shower. He went upstairs, and of course it wasn't there anymore. So we just made it work and showered without shampoo. The pharmacie (I'm learning to spell in French) doesn't open until after 8am, so we couldn't buy any. That whole fiasco put us about a half hour behind schedule. We were concerned about the crowds so we wanted to get to Versailles as close to 9am as possible.
By the time we got ready and everything it was already about 9am. We knew we had to take the RER C line to get to Versailles. Right now they are doing work on a bunch of stations that are closed. This complicated things a bit. Once we got to the RER station, we had to figure out what train to transfer to that would take us to Versailles. After looking at a bunch of different maps and screens, we discovered a sign that said, in English, "How to get to Chateau Versailles" Ha! The French are smart after all :-) So we followed the directions. We came upon a ton of other English speakers, so we knew we had to be in the right place. When we got off the train, there were immediately people trying to sell us tickets and tours and everything else. We stopped at the tourism office to buy our tickets there since we knew the lines would be long at the Chateau. The tickets were 2 euros more expensive, but we discovered when we got to the Chateau that it was worth it. The line was so long! Then, another disappointment: we still had to wait in a loooong line to actually get into the Chateau. But the line went very fast and before we knew it, we were inside. Our tickets came with an audioguide headset too.
We went through all of the rooms in the Chateau first: the King's staterooms, the Queen's staterooms, the Dauphin's staterooms (the Dauphin is the next in line to the throne, kind of like the Prince), the Madames' rooms (madames were the Dauphin's sisters) and of course the Hall of Mirrors. To be completely honest, at the end I was left wondering " that was it?" Daniel told me he felt the same way. The audioguide was very unimpressive. It spent most of the time telling us this painting is of this second cousin twice removed of the third in line to the throne and the chest of drawers was made by the official wood carver to the Royal Family. And when they described where the pieces came from, most of them didn't really belong there. A ton of the stuff was reproductions based on descriptions or drawings, and a ton of it came from other palaces. Almost none of the rooms look now like they actually looked in the 18th century. It was quite disappointing. They weren't nearly as extravagant as the Palacio Real in Madrid or even the Louvre's exhibits of furnishings. In fact, the rooms were mostly empty. I'm making it sound worse than it was really. We still did enjoy it. The fabrics in particular were beautiful. And Daniel remarked on how they liked everything to match. The wallpaper matched the bedspread matched the chairs matched the carpet. It was really funny. Of course the Hall of Mirrors was beautiful. I don't mean to be cliché, but I think it was my favorite. I thought it was cool that a little piece of American history took place in that room.
Daniel thought it was funny that I blended in with the room so well.
After we toured the Chateau, we started out to the gardens. The first thing we came across, of course, was the "Grand Perspective". We stood at the top of a big staircase and looked out over the whole grounds of Versailles. It was beautiful. Today was cloudy and windy and cold, which made it actually quite pleasant to be outside.
The back of Chateau Versailles
The ticket that we bought included a visit to two other small palaces on the grounds called Grand Trianon and Petit Trianon as well as Marie Antoinette's private grounds. These were about a 30 minute walk through the gardens. We stopped to get a mediocre, overpriced lunch at a small stand in the gardens.
Grand Trianon and Petit Trianon were nice, but equally unimpressive. I think they are in the process of renovating them. The gardens, however, were full of beautiful flowers and small fountains. I really tried to imagine what it would have looked like to Marie Antoinette, but it was so hard to picture it with all the tourists and signs and everything. We walked over to Marie Antoinette's private grounds. This was a little village that she had constructed where she could go to get away from court and not have to practice all the strict etiquette rules. There was a full farm with goats, sheep, donkeys, rabbits, ducks, and chickens. We really enjoyed that. We walked back towards the main palace to the Grand Canal. They had a bike rental that wasn't too expensive, so we went for it. We thought that it would be a better way to see the grounds. We could see more in less time. It was so much fun! It's been a long time since I've ridden a bike. We rode all the way around the Great Canal in about 45 minutes.
Along the way we stopped to take pictures and talked to a family from Chicago. We returned the bikes at about 5:00pm and the gardens closed at 5:30. We made our way back up to the palace. They had little tiny stands along the way where they were freshly squeezing orange juice from oranges grown right there in the gardens. We each got a little cup. The guy stood right there and cut open the orange and squeezed it into the cup. It was delicious!
We sat on the steps looking out over the whole gardens for the last 15 minutes until it closed. We ended up sitting right next to a couple from Michigan. They asked us to take their picture, and we started talking. They asked us if we were on our honeymoon or what, and we said no we just got engaged. They congratulated us and told us that they got married on Friday. So we congratulated them! There are so many Americans here, it's almost ridiculous. So we took the train back to Paris and got back to the city about 6:30pm. I wanted to see the Pantheon, so we took the metro there. It was closed, but we got to take pictures of the outside. Then we found a little café with a very friendly waiter and ordered some dinner. I love that in France, I can order cheese and bread for dinner. It's delicious! Daniel got an omelet. Then we had to save room for dessert. I had chocolate mousse that was almost like eating chocolate frosting with a spoon! Daniel had chocolate cake with vanilla ice cream. I think the food is one of my favorite parts of Paris.
We got on the metro to come back to our hotel. We had to transfer trains of course. The first one had an opening to get onto the platform without buying a ticket. So we went right through and didn't buy a ticket. We got off to transfer at one of Paris' huge stations, Gare du Nord. We walked all the way across the huge station to our platform, only to discover you have to put your ticket in to get through. So we walked through the station and tried to find a ticket machine. We couldn't find one! We wandered the station for 30 minutes looking for a ticket office or automated machine and didn't find one. Finally, we decided we had better exit and find a machine outside the station. Then we discovered you have to put your ticket in the machine to exit! So we were stuck inside the station without a ticket and no machine inside the station. A guy saw that we were trying to get through and he held out his automated card for us to use to get through. He was so kind to let us through with his card. We offered him a 2 euro coin, but he declined. I don't think he spoke very good English. Anyways, we have come across so many nice Parisians. On the way back to our hotel, we found that the pharmacies were closed (they are not open 24 hours like ours are) so we wandered the streets until we found a general store where we could buy shampoo. Thank goodness we have some now! Maybe Parisian shampoo is better than American. We'll see!