For as long as I can remember I have wanted to go to Africa. Watching all the National Geographic shows as a kid really stuck with me. I was always fascinated by the episodes that had to do with the savannas and jungles of Africa in particular. It seemed like such a different world to me out there and I could only imagine experiencing it firsthand. There was a time that I had wanted to become a field biologist and study animal behavior in Africa. It is funny how life takes you down a different path but I have never lost my desire for the experience. When the opportunity came for me to join a group of my friends on a safari through Kenya and Tanzania in July of 2007, I jumped on it. Nothing was going to stop me from seeing my dream place. I know, some people would not consider Africa to be their dream place but it definitely was for me. One of my favorite places to go when I was a child was the zoo and Africa felt like a 24 hour zoo that had no boundaries. Africa was like none other: from the baboons I followed on my way to breakfast in the morning, the Maasai village I visited and gave out candies and pens to the children, to watching the hunt, sitting in the front seat of a jeep 12 feet from a lion eating, watching the wildebeests migration, sunsets over the Serengeti, sunrise hot air balloon ride over the Masai Mara, and the long drives on the badly paved roads that ended with numerous mysterious empty bottles of wine in the back. I had so much fun and I enjoyed all the excitement feeling like I was right there when everything happened. I can’t wait for the opportunity to go back again.
In June of 2007 I had 4 days of my schedule unexpectedly open up while I was traveling in Europe. I was in Paris at that time and I decided to take the train somewhere new to go off and explore for a few days. After looking around online at my different options I decided to go to Rouen for a few days. Being a fan of Impressionists paintings I was sold at seeing the Notre Dame Cathedral of Rouen in which Monet painted a series of during different times of the day. Rouen is the capital of the Upper Normandy region of France. It is a quaint city located on the Seine river with beautiful gothic churches, cobblestone streets, and half-timbered buildings. I arrived by train in the afternoon, checked into my room, and found the nearest outdoor café to take some dinner, drink wine, read, and relax. I took a walk along the Seine and then made it an early evening and headed back to my room. I woke up the next morning and headed over to the Rouen Cathedral and to my luck and surprise the town was celebrating Normandy day in the church square. They had Bavarian beer, hard cider, huge pans of paella, fresh baked breads, baked apples, lemon tarts, etc… There were rows of wooden picnic benches set up with the locals dressed up for the festival in traditional clothing and a band playing music and dancing around making everyone cheer and laugh. I grabbed a beer, a plate of paella, and a lemon tart and sat down with the locals and joined in on the festivities. I thoroughly enjoyed myself that day. After everything died down, I continued walking through the city and found the place where Joan of Arc was burned at the stake. I found a local restaurant down a side alley and enjoyed a relaxing dinner before I made my way to bed. The next morning I went to the Musée des beaux-arts de Rouen in which amongst other artists I saw one of Monet’s paintings of the Rouen Cathedral. I continued on to the Musée de la céramique. My mom paints porcelain and I thought I would stop to take some photos of the pieces for her to enjoy. I wandered around the city some more, did some shopping, and stopped at another café to enjoy some wine, read my book, and watch the people walk by. I made my way to bed and took an early train back to Paris the next day. My little side trip to Rouen was just what I needed, some time to relax and breathe.
I arrived in New Delhi in March of 2007. India was not necessarily a place I had always wanted to go to. I wanted to go somewhere and the opportunity came along to join a friend on a trip to India and I took it. After a very long flight I arrived and soon wondered where I was. At the time, India was unlike any place that I had traveled to. The stimulation was immediate from the brightness of color in the women’s garments, the difference in the architecture, the sound of prayer, the constant honking of horns in the streets, the common sight of wandering cows and monkeys, the smell of new foods, incense, and cow dung, and the experience of really tasting Indian food for the first time for every meal. It has been the most different place I have been to so far and I believe the one trip I was the most unprepared for. I am not sure how I could of prepared myself really for half the experience was the shock of a whole new world. I believe you can look at photos of a place and think you understand the differences but one of the greatest things about travel in my opinion is that you realize you could of never understood these differences until you have experienced them firsthand. I had a great tour guide named Anil who took us on a tour of New Delhi. I went to the Red Fort, Humayun’s Tomb, and the Jama Masjid Mosque. My favorite would be the mosque. It was nice to go in and watch the people praying. There is something about people in prayer that is comforting. The religion does not matter because it is always interesting for me to watch.
I had a day off while in Paris last month and I was excited to finally make my way to see the Chateau de Versailles. The chateau is actually a palace located 30 minutes outside Paris city center that King Louis XIV moved the court to in May of 1682. He made Versailles his home and what a lovely home it is. I love to read period based books and quite a few have revolved around Versailles so it was interesting for me to see the palace firsthand. It was decadent. I have seen numerous palaces around the world but most of them have lost a lot of what made them so grand in the first place. A good imagination is usually needed to see what a palace once was. Versailles definitely was shinier and grander in its heyday but all the pieces to the puzzle still stand and leave you in awe. I was blown away by the paintings on the ceilings. Not only were they in excellent condition, but they were also almost in every room you walked into. I spent more time looking at the ceilings than anything else. Couple this with marble pillars, intricate crown moldings, numerous statues, wall sized paintings, extensive gold leaf, carved doors, rich tapestries and brocades, magnificent chandeliers, etc…Versailles was just beautiful. It was all that I thought it would be and much more. The gardens too are extensive and magnificent. From the back of the palace they extend as far as the eye can see with lakes, forests, and ornamental gardens. I only had six hours to tour Versailles which definitely was not enough time. You could easily spend a couple of days taking in the palace and all the grounds. I would like to go back one day with a partner and rent a boat to row in the lakes. It would be a perfect day with a packed lunch and a bottle of wine.