So, early morning train ride through the Chunel to London with two other girls on the Paris trip. My one thing I desperately had to find was King’s Cross Station and so that’s the first thing we found.
We ended up acting like complete tourists, all having things we wanted to see and trying to find them while navigating the underground the best we could. It was like the Paris Metro was the training before the Olympics.
Who can’t love a city that has a dragons on their sign posts?
Travel back was terrifying because I had the wrong ticket home and had to get an emergency ticket. Ugh. But thankfully I wasn’t traveling alone because one of the girls that was with me got me a ticket and we managed to make it home safe and sound and thankfully that was the last hiccup of my entire May Term experience.
Next morning we got ready to leave and ended up sleeping on the floor of the terminal for a while and then back on a very long, non-stop flight to Salt Lake City to end my magical trip to Paris, Brussels, and London.
But I will be back soon. I know it.
I really loved this project and I didn’t like leaving it to just sit there, so I’m actually going to put up the final two days in Paris and London. Also, I found a few more photos to put up including a few more of Invader’s tiles.
So, here goes.
From what I can remember of my final full day in Paris, it was really packed with stuff.
We went to the catacombs which were just a little disconcerting. It hold about six million people, all artistically laid out along the walls and seems to stretch on forever. There was dirty water condensation dripping from the ceilings and creating large pools of mud. Also, the stairs were the scariest part because they went down in a continual spiral that was barely tall enough for me and wide enough for one person to get through and there were 130 stairs going down and 83 going back up.
(That was the ceiling at the end just before the stairs going back up).
After that was a trip to Fondation Cartier to view a very interesting exhibit that I couldn’t take any photos of. There were only about seven sculptures in there but they were all hyper realist where you walked up to them and could see the dirt under the toe nails of the old couple on the beach (considering that they were five times the size of a normal human) or count the hairs on the giant version of the artists head.
Since I couldn’t take photos I’ll just link to the exhibit:
Finally there was a ‘Contemporary Polyphony’ at Notre Dame. The music was beautiful and I was just in awe of the cathedral. It made for a late night though, but very worth it.