London Town

Last week, my best friend visited me here in Paris for her spring break. She’d told me before I ever even decided to move to Paris, that she’d spend her break with me and that’s exactly what she did. Aubs has never let me down.

IMG_7552Anyway, we met up in London for the weekend before coming to Paris and I just gotta say, I fell madly in love with it. In this weekend, I was able to knock one more thing off of my Europe Bucket List that I have – going to London. It was so different from Paris and what I’m used to and such a nice change. And I’m not gonna lie, one day I’d like to live there.. But that’s for another time.

In the two short days we had, we saw everything you could imagine. Tower Bridge, London Bridge, Tower of London, Buckingham Palace, changing of the guard, went to town on some fish and chips in a newspaper (my bucket list), dove into a real english breakfast, (window) shopped at Harrod’s.. And so much more.

Perhaps the best part was seeing The Phantom of the Opera. I’d never seen the movie, nor read the book so I honestly had no idea what it was really about.

IT. WAS. AMAZING. I loved every second of it. So creepy and dark and magnificently beautiful. And to see it in the theatre it was written for, Her Majesty’s Theatre, was unimaginable.

The room in the adorable b&b that we stayed in was even Great Britain themed. The trip was just plain awesome. We rode the tube, which was MUCH cleaner than the Paris metro and rode on the top of a double decker bus. We drank pints in pubs and met some friendly people everywhere we went.

Our foggy London weekend was perfect.

Big Ben

Westminster Abbey

Buckingham Palace

Cutest little B&B around

Yes, I ate all of the black pudding

Tower of London

Tower Bridge

IMG_7263

Seriously, the only way this trip could have been better would have been if I’d married Prince Harry while there..

Hey, a girl can dream.. big.

And let’s face it, I always dream big.

Cannes, you have my heart.

I don’t even know where to begin when talking about this weekend. All I know is that it can be summed up in one word: Indescribable.

We arrived late Friday afternoon and the day was perfect for the beach. Funny thing is, we never really made it there. Friday just happened to be the Fête de la Musique throughout France. Basically it was a big music party.. which is actually what Fête de la Musique translates to. I’m so incredibly clever and witty. Anyway, we go to the hotel to check in and drop all of our luggage off (I say “all of our luggage” but I’m really referring to everyone else’s luggage and not mine. I was smart enough to take only a backpack and cross-body purse. I’m prepared for my two weeks of backpacking I have ahead of me at the end of the summer). So, we get ready in our swimsuits and get all pretty for the beach and then head out.

Walking down to the beach we get distracted (easily) and stop to eat. Afterwards, we’re out looking for drinks and discover an Italian appreciation festival thingy going on and see a sign for STRAWBERRY BEER. Naturally, we run to the sign and grab us some strawberry beer. Delicious. Then, a little closer to the beach, we try to get to it again. Fail. We discover the sidewalk with all of the handprints of the stars and of course we have to read each of them to find out who’s been there. Guess who I found? TIM BURTON. Gah, I was ecstatic. Seriously. I want to work with Tim Burton before I die, like that’s bucket list material. I love that guy. Right next to the sidewalk was the building where the Cannes Film Festival is held and I HAD to get a picture on the red carpet. Like I said, I’ll be there one day, so this was a dream.IMG_1038

One day...

One day…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

After this, we try yet again to reach the beach. Double fail. We get distracted by cute, shirtless boys street dancing. It was a grand ole’ time. Theeeeen, since it’s the Fête de la Musique, there are outdoor concerts going on that we become enveloped in. It was such a great time. We found a little band playing on a street that we fell in love with. They played Hey Jude and Sweet Home Alabama. WHAT. So, being the loud Americans that we are, we sang and sang and sang at the top of our lungs with the band, while the rest of the crowd awkwardly stared at us as if we were aliens. Technically, I guess we were. It was such a great time. Buuuuut, we never made it to the beach. But we decided that that was quite alright with us because we’d had such a wonderful time TRYING to get to the beach. Well, I take it back that we never made it. We made it but only for about two minutes to look at it and step in the water for pictures. But by then the sun was starting to go down and it was too late to soak in the sunshine. We decided to try again on Saturday.

Saturday morning rolls around and we are ready for some beach time. It was the first thing we did. We actually made it to the beach. Oh man, it was beautiful. There was a huge rock island thingy that was a short swim off of the coast that Austin, Tessa and I adventured to and explored. The Mediterranean Sea is ridiculously salty. I could taste salt for the rest of the day. We stayed at the beach until almost 7pm and got some really good tans – at least I did. No burning. I was pretty happy about that. Afterwards, we went back to the hotel to get pretty again and get ready for dinner.IMG_1036

Dinner rolls around and we find a nice, little place to eat. And man did I eat. I ate an entire pizza to myself. I’m a champ. And then I ate some crème brûlée on top of the entire pizza. I don’t know what came over me but it was awesome. I just kept hearing Jennifer Lawrence in my head talking about eating an entire pizza by herself and I felt invincible. It was liberating.

Then came Sunday. And Sunday meant coming back home to Lyon. And that was a sad thought. Two days at the beach is not nearly enough when you’re in Cannes. But, we had to come home and come back to the real world. Full of studying for quizzes and homework and other such nonsense..

Wait.. what am I talking about? I’m still in France. So the last statement I made about returning to the real world was irrelevant.