A bientôt!

This past week was my last in Lyon!

I made sure to do an extra couple tours of the city, trying to savor the last few days in the beautiful place I learned to call home! I got in a little more Christmas shopping, enjoyed lots of chocolat viennois, and visited my favorite restaurant with a few friends one last time before I began packing.

The weekend started off with a raclette soirée hosted by one of the French friends I had met in my classes, Lucie. Raclette is both a cheese and a Swiss dish (heating the cheese and it scraping off when it's melted), which is very popular in France. It was similar to fondue, but much better! A small group of us huddled around the special raclette grill, loading our individual trays with slices of cheese and charcuterie. When the cheese was melted, we would pour it on to our boiled potatoes before eating. It was so much fun, it was the first time I had ever 1) tried raclette and 2) been to a raclette party so I was so happy I had the chance right before I left.

I forgot to take a picture of it but this is essentially what it looked like:

Thank you, Wikipedia!

The day before I left, my host dad made the family one of his special dishes: homemade frites and a roti de boeuf. With a cool, shredder-like contraption, he sliced the potatoes very finely and put them in his deep-frier (which is strategically placed on the balcony so the house doesn't smell like fries, but the block does). They were so delicious!

We spent the rest of the day together, relaxing and then playing boardgames and decorating their Christmas tree. I couldn't have asked for a better end to my incredible semester.

I miss you already, Lyon.

C'est la fête!

This weekend was the annual Fête des Lumières in Lyon! The city's buildings, streets, parks, and squares were illuminated with 70 light installations and the result was actually magical.

Pi Beta Paris

Yesterday, I took the train up to Paris to see a few of my Pi Phi sisters, who were visiting for the weekend. It was incredibly fun to be reunited with them - I'm so happy a group of us were able to meet once abroad before heading home!

Agradesida - Thanksgiving in Barcelona

This year, I spent Thanksgiving in Barcelona with Sara and Lise! 

I truly have so much to be thankful for this year. Not everyone gets to spend half a year abroad and I know I have my parents to thank for an adventure of a lifetime, as well as my closest friends for supporting me every step of the way. Distance really does mean so little when you love someone so much! 

Lounging in Lyon

This weekend was the first in many that I spent in Lyon. The festivities began with Amber's 22nd birthday celebration! We had dinner at Brasserie Georges, a big Lyonnaise restaurant in town. It was so much fun, the restaurant was bustling and they even had a group of trumpeters that would play every 20 minutes or so. They weren't that good, but it was still fun to watch them blow into their instruments. Dinner was delicious and the company was incredible. Happy birthday Amber!

The next day, Danielle and I met up to see a few places in Lyon that I haven't visited yet. It was one of the most beautiful fall afternoons I've ever had - the air was so crisp and the whole city was lit up by the sun, who decided to make a rare appearance.

Walking across the Rhone

We took the funiculaire to the top of one of the hills in Lyon so I could see the basilica that looks over the city. The view from the top was incredible, as well as the inside of the church. Since the sun was setting, everything inside had a green-bluish glow that made it seem almost as if we were underwater. By the time we came out, it was already dark, but we still made our way over to see the ancient ruins nearby. I'm so happy I finally made it up the colline qui prie before leaving!

The view from Fourvière

Our outing ended with macarons from a cute boutique Danielle knew about near Bellecour. The store was tiny, but featured an array of interesting flavors so we bought one each to enjoy before heading home for dinner.

Chocolat-orange for me and pistache for Danielle!

A Few of My Favorite Things

This past weekend, I visited Austria with Annalisa and Sara!

Poffertjes, Pancakes, & Stroopwafels

The last few days of Toussaint break, I met Sara in Amsterdam!

Bliss in Bretagne

On Tuesday, Paulie's family took us to the coast of Bretagne to visit Mont-Saint-Michel.

Reunited with Paulie at last!

Monday morning, I set off for Paris to meet my friend, Paulie, and her boyfriend. I haven't seen her in over three years now, how crazy?! Last time we were together was the summer after our junior year in the Lavandou with her family so it was so great to finally be reunited.

Summer of 2011

Together at last! - Fall of 2014

Betties in Beaune

Beaune: a tiny town made of cobblestone streets, 15th-century architecture, and Bourgogne wine. It is the epitome of what you would imagine the wine region of France to be!

Feeling Lucky!

Wow. I don't know if I was just so happy to be reunited with my dad or if Dublin City is truly just so magnificent, but I have to say that this weekend I went on one of the best trips I have ever taken. The city itself is not only beautiful and lively, but the people we met there were all so incredibly warm and kindhearted. Everyone from our taxi driver to the gentleman running the cashier for the Book of Kells tour was eager to help and quick to make conversation - I have never met a city of people as hospitable as I did in Dublin.

Cassis et Les Calanques

Friday morning, Danielle and I left Lyon (and the pouring rain) for the beautiful town of Cassis!

American Cravings of the Week

Thai Food - Thai Canteen, if we're going to be more specific.

My sorority - Especially my class. I mean look, this is self-explanatory.

Officially Un-Teen

My 20th birthday! I have been contemplating this for a while - the fact that I am technically no longer a child - and, for now, I am over my quarter-life crisis. I mean, for heaven's sake, today's supposed to be about celebrating and not about worrying how a quarter of my life has gone by in the blink of an eye.

Although it was certainly hard being away from home today (even all the wonderful FaceTime calls in the world can't replace real hugs and kisses), I am so lucky to have such a wonderful host family and to have made incredible friends in Lyon. A special thank you to my host mom and Danielle for making this day so special!

The tarte aux pralines, a Lyonnaise specialty, my host family got for me

 Angelina's hot chocolate - the best!

And tomorrow, I'm off to Cassis with Danielle for the birthday weekend - stay tuned!

My Munich Adventure

This weekend I went to Munich to enjoy Oktoberfest with some of my best friends from home who are also studying abroad! What a trip to remember...

La Colline qui Travaille

There are two required classes by the UCEAP program that we need to take during the semester in addition to our four university classes: Société Française and SLM. For Société Française, our group is split so that half of us have the class the first part of the semester and then the other half have the class the second part. I'm in the first group!

So Monday morning, Société Française met on the hill of Croix-Rousse for class! Our professor, an extremely nice Frenchman, met all of us at Place Colbert where he began the lesson. He gave us a little history of Lyon, emphasizing the importance of the two fleuves (the Rhône and the Saône) and the two collines (Fourvière and Croix-Rousse). Fourvière is the hill that prays, while Croix-Rousse is the hill that works.

During the 16th century, Lyon was granted a monopoly on silk production by King Francis I and became the capital of the European silk trade. As the industry grew, the silk workshops were moved from Vieux Lyon up to Croix-Rousse in the 18th century where they would get to most natural light all year long. The canuts (silk workers), unlike a typical ouvrier of the times, were extremely dedicated workers with an enormous amount of knowledge about their profession. Despite their extreme importance to the silk industry, they were subjected to exceedingly poor working conditions and long hours, which led them to stage many worker revolts. The first of which is considered to be one of the very first worker uprisings in history.

Our professor then led us to through the traboules, passageways used by the canuts to carry the silk from the top of the hill to Place des Terreaux at the bottom of hill. These passages were much different then the ones Mom and I had seen in Vieux Lyon. Since they were meant to help workers descend the hill, there were hundreds of steps that passed through buildings and courtyards. Many of the buildings we saw had been built around the 18th century, purposefully tall and strong to support all the silk looms.

It was extremely fun to see this side of town and to learn about all the history that had happened on the very steps we were walking on!

French Foodie

I know most of my posts often include food, but this one specifically dedicated to my reviews of some of the yummy things I have eaten in the last week or so.

Friday, September 19th: Restaurant L'Epicerie

YUM. Definitely would go here again! This place was mainly tartines and desserts - affordable and delicious. I had a bowl of their "house" soup (carrot, spices, etc.) that was to-die-for and a tartine with saumon fumé, followed up my the tarte au citron with meringue on top.  Highly recommend the soup and tartine, but not so much my tart. The best dessert was Danielle's, the cheesecake in a jar. It was spoon-licking, jar-licking good.

How cute is the interior?!

Thursday, September 25th: Bernachon

This pretty chocolatier is known as the best place to get hot chocolate in Lyon. Seeing as though it was a rainy day and Danielle and I had just finished our first salsa class, we decided to treat ourselves and took the metro to Foch! There, we shared a chocolat chaud (their house speciality), which not only has chocolate ganache and vanilla in it, but crème fraîche too! Needless to say, one cup each was enough for the both of us. We were extremely satisfied! However, I still think Paris's Angelina takes the cake...

Monday, September 29th: Frites Alors!

"Fries then"! This place is actually a Quebec chain, but people on our program have been raving about it so Danielle and I decided to check it out after our little Croix-Rousse field trip (more on that later). My chicken sandwich was good, as were the fries, but nothing too special. The restaurant is known for its variation of poutines, a Quebec dish consisting of french fries, topped with a light brown gravy-like sauce and cheese curds, so next time we'll have to try that. The best part about this meal was dessert - I know, I love dessert. We shared a cheesecake with speculoos crust and some red berry drizzle. The French love their cheesecake, and so do we!

La Vie en Rosé

A day in Beaujolais... This short trip was through the program so, at noon, we all met up on the quai and hopped on to a big bus for the wine country! It took about an hour or so for us to get from Lyon to the farm we were having lunch at.

To begin, I love the French countryside. I love its gentle hills, sprawling vineyards, open sky, and quaint country houses. I love its small town centers, often made up of charming, old buildings... Basically, I was extremely excited for this little adventure.

The farm was everything I had imagined it would be! It is owned by a middle-aged French couple, the wife who is a farmer and baker and the husband who is a wine-grower and sommelier. Not only are they the sweetest couple, but they are also extremely passionate about what they do and were extremely welcoming to us American students. They produce wine and cereal, as well make jam and bake bread using their own organic wheat, all on their farm! 

After we arrived and they gave a short introduction of themselves and their farm, they lead us through a courtyard and into a cave, where wine is usually kept in big barrels before being bottled. There, several long tables were set up for lunch so we all sat down and waited for our meal. A seasonal salad was served first, followed by an aperatif of country terrine and tartine Bressane (toasted small slice of bread with curd cheese), which was accompanied with one of their rosés. At the end of this first course, the husband spoke to us a bit about wine: the basic characteristics, what wine legs indicate... 

The cave and the tartine Bressane

We were then taken back up to the courtyard and to the wood-fired stove where the wife began to explain the process of making bread as she kneaded an enormous amount of dough into small loaves. She then showed us the various way the stove could be used, before putting all little loaves in to bake! 

After the little bread presentation, we had our main course back in the cave. It was a beef stew - the meat so tender from braising in the pot with the sauce - and boiled potatoes (very French countryside), served with a red Beaujolais this time. 

We then took another break from the meal and went back up to the stove to take the bread out of the oven! The wife let us students do the honors - I was ecstatic. I wish my mom had been there for it, she would have loved the whole thing. 

To conclude lunch, we had dessert with a sweet, thicker wine and then coffee. As we got ready to leave the cave, the wife packed all of us the fresh bread she had made and gave each student their own small loaf to bring home! She then directed us to the the room where they made their wine. There, her husband gave us a quick overview about how they made their own grapes into the various wines and even let us taste what the wines were like after their first round of fermentation! I've never seen wine in the middle of production, so I was surprised as to how opaque it was. Nonetheless, it was a great ending to our big meal.

Terre Vivante's grapes are grown on top of granite

All in all, it was an incredible afternoon.

American Cravings of the Week

My family

Before the beginning of my study abroad program, I was extremely excited to have the opportunity to see the world. I couldn't wait to appreciate a new culture and to fall in love with a new country. I knew that living in another place, a place so different from where I have grown up, would change the way I saw my life. And, a month into my study abroad program and almost two months after I've left the States, the way I see my life has changed. However, it's changed in an unexpected way. Though I truly have gained a new perspective of the world and all of its beauty and differences, what I've really come to appreciate is home.

Learning to Walk

The other day, my friend and I were discussing how we felt about our French and whether or not we thought we had improved since the beginning of the program 3 weeks ago.

We both agreed that some days, speaking French was easy. Some days, the words poured out quickly and comfortably, almost as if it were truly a second language. But other days, the words couldn't come out - they would get stuck in the back of our throats, foreign and severe, our accents and mistakes blatant in every sentence we tried to get out.

My friend made an interesting analogy: a baby learning to walk. Some moments, the baby can walk, and even run. But other moments, the baby falls right back down after standing up - unable to gain balance even if he/she was just on his/her own two feet just instants before. She was so right; the process of learning a language is complicated and we are at the level where we are so close to fluency, but there is still much more work to do.

However, I can already feel the change happening - the growing comfort with full conversations, and even two hour long lectures, in French; the ability to participate in a discussion and properly voice an opinion... I truly hope that these past three weeks are a sneak-peek into the progress that will ensue in the next few months.

Croix-Rousse (x2)

On Friday, Danielle and I took the metro up to Croix-Rousse, a quartier up on the hill of Lyon. She showed me one of the several mural paintings in the area, which was truly incredible. I don't think I've ever seen one as big and as realistic.

After walking around the area a little, we sat down for lunch and were joined by a few fellow Americans who we ran into while we were on our way up. We finished our little tour at Place Bellevue, enjoying a view of the city!

View of Lyon from Croix-Rousse

Saturday morning, we decided to go back up to Croix-Rousse to check out the big farmers' market. After buying kebabs for brunch, we walked down one of the streets that was lined with an endless stream of vendors on both sides! After a couple hours, we headed back down the hill (me with a new hat and Danielle with some groceries). 

While we were waiting for the metro to arrive, we were approached by 3 young men, who we quickly gathered wanted nothing but trouble. We unsuccessfully tried to avoid them on the metro, but just ended up getting cornered in a quad with an older man and one of the boys from the group of 3. At first, we ignored his efforts to make conversation (we were told by our program advisors that this was the best way to deal with these types of situations). However, after a few minutes, he became much more persistent and started poking Danielle and I, first with the end of a stick he had and then with his hands. That was where we had to draw the line. Trying to tell him to stop proved to be futile so we decided we had to move to avoid being further harassed. I was able to get out of my seat relatively easily, but the boy tried to block my friend from leaving and grabbed her leg as he told her she couldn't move. Thankfully, Danielle was able to force him out of her way and we stood the rest of the metro ride as the boys got up and leered nearby, still trying to talk to us. The worst part about the whole situation was that not a single person on the metro said a word to help us. The car was silent, except for us arguing with the boy who wouldn't leave us alone. I have never been so disappointed in a group of people or, moreover, a society than I was that day. 

When we finally got off the metro to change lines, a kind, elderly woman came up to us to see if we were okay. We expressed our frustration about the apathy of the other passengers and she said, "that's just the way it is".  She explained to us the fear many French have of dealing with young men like the ones on the metro, that instead of trying to protect others, they ignore the problem. We were repulsed by this attitude that condoned the harassment we had to experience. This was the first time I had truly felt unsafe since I have been abroad.

Thankfully, our afternoon turned our day around as we walked along the Saône and found some produce at a small, river-side market. We were able to sit down for an afternoon drink and shop around, putting the metro incident in the back of minds, before heading home for dinner.

American Cravings of the Week

Chipotle - supposedly there's a few in Paris, but I have yet to go scope them out!

Frozen yogurt - because, I can't believe I'm admitting this, sometimes ice cream doesn't do the trick.

La rentrée!

Monday: Hectic. My first lecture was an advanced class for third year students in the literary analysis of "Les Misérables". Yes, it was interesting. Yes, it was hard. No, I am not going to take it. What I realized was that I had a hard time understanding and taking notes at the same time - when I tried to write down what she was saying, I couldn't pay attention enough to understand, and when I listened carefully, I had a hard time writing fast enough. Furthermore, the students in my study abroad program all missed the date to enroll for our mandatory SLM class (can't remember what the acronym is for, but it's ultimately a continuation of ILP). This was because no one told us a) that we had to enroll ourselves and b) where to enroll. The SLM problem induces a lot of stress because it is a 4-hour long class that we need to plan around, and we can't do that if we don't know which class we're in! Anyway, later in the afternoon, Danielle and I headed over to the Lyon 2 Bron campus (a 30 minute tram ride away from the quai). The campus is a dump - it feels like we walked into a high school that was once used for a 1980s movies and has been neglected ever since. We were so shocked! It is the complete opposite of the campus on the quai, a campus with beautiful, big buildings that probably date back hundreds and hundreds of years. However, the class we took at Bron (Traduction Litteraire) was much more interesting. It was smaller and our first lesson consisted of a lengthy introduction and a few English to French text translation exercises. Class ended at 6 in the evening and it took a good 15 minutes to get on a tram because they were just too full!

Campus "Quad" - looks like an 80s high school, right?

An attempt to show how packed the tram is after classes
and a girl who was more than happy to be in my picture

Tuesday: My morning started with "Methodologie Universitaire", essentially a freshmen seminar aimed to help first year college students succeed in the College of Letters by teaching them proper note-taking skills and writing strategies. It was a little slow, but I'll be taking it in order to fill one of the requirements for my French minor at Davis. After, I went to "Sémiotique: Langage, Codes, et Signes", a first year level lecture. The professor lectured the whole class without a powerpoint, but occasionally wrote important points on the board. It's going to take getting used to - I've always been accustomed to powerpoints or lesson plans written out in full on the board! It was relatively interesting, but wasn't quite what I was looking for in terms of classes. The last class on my list was "Lectures Critiques", which is a third year level seminar that focuses on literary analysis of selected readings. However, the professor never showed up! So after 20 minutes, the 8 of us that showed up left. Apparently, an email had been sent out to all the registered students, but since the abroad students aren't registered in classes yet (we're allowed to shop around the first two weeks and ask the teacher to sign off on an enrollment form if we like the class), we didn't know!

Wednesday: I started off my morning by enrolling in sports - yes, you need to "enroll" in sports here. I had to go to the quai's welcome office for a form, fill that out, take it to another office on campus to get it approved and pay, then go to the Bron campus to register! I was lucky though, I didn't have to wait in any lines this morning (some of the abroad students I knew waited 2+ hours just to register before being turned away since they didn't have the proper forms). Guess what I registered for! Beginner Salsa Dancing! I don't even really know what salsa dancing is, but it sounded fun so I went for it. Hopefully, Danielle will be in the same class too!

Thursday: At 8am, I had SLM. It wasn't as boring as I anticipated - it was nice to have a class that was meant for international students. However, I was the only American in the class of 35 which was a little surprising! Nonetheless, the professor and the students all seem friendly so we'll see how it goes. After SLM was out at noon, I was free for the afternoon!

Friday: No class!

The only thing I can't stand about being in a French university is the heating and cooling system. French classrooms are so darn hot and muggy, it's gross. For some reason, the windows are only opened a crack and the doors are usually kept shut - there is absolutely no ventilation! The lecture hall where "Sémiotique: Langage, Codes, et Signes" was could have been considered a borderline steam sauna, it was awful.

Anyway, so week one down! I have three out of the four classes I need. Next week, I'll work on getting my fourth class approved!