Paris and parks… Most people will immediately think of Jardin de Tuileries, Jardin de Luxembourg or some might even know Parc de Buttes-Chaumont (but my experience teaches me that not a lot of people know of this heavenly place). However none of these three look over Paris as does Parc de Belleville, the highest park of the city (108m). Read more…
Laat ik beginnen met zeggen dat dit blog een onwijs misleidende titel heeft. Het volgende stuk gaat niet spannend zijn en gaat ook niets te maken hebben met autoriteiten, illegalen of wat voor identiteitscrisis dan ook. Dit blog gaat over mijn carrière als serveerster en hoe het deze week alweer de laatste keer was dat ik mensen er op moest attenderen dat de spiesjes van de souvlaki warm zijn (“De spiesjes zijn heet en eet smakelijk“).
Prague isn’t just a city, but an entity of some kind. – Sezin Koehler
As I said in my previous post, I’m going back to Paris. Yes! It’s official: I’m going back to live the life of a vraie parisienne! I’m extremely excited, and directly contacted my land lady of two years ago and settled everything with my tiny studio. After writing on how to find a studio years ago, I found out that there’s a lot of people actually struggling with this… So I decided to update my article and share my tips with you once again :)
My beautiful but small studio is located in the 19th arrondissement, very close to park Buttes-Chaumont. Most people will immediately see red flags when thinking of the 18th, 19th or 20th arrondissement of Paris, but it’s not necessarily always bad to live in one of the last neighbourhoods. For example, Butte Montmartre is located in the 18th, and the 20th is actually relatively quiet, with loads of families taking advantage of the lower rents.
For the 19th, I enjoyed living there in the past and I’m sure I will again. There’s a lot to do in the weekends and a huge market every week. The hill on which my studio is located is called Butte Bergeyre, and is said to be one of Paris’ best kept secrets :). So how did I find anything and what are some tips?
Time has come, I’m looking for a graduation internship. As most of my classmates decide to just go with the flow and accept an offer close to home, I decided to be tough on myself and look a little further. Even though I am supposed to start in either August or September 2017, I’d like to have everything settled by the end of the month, as settled means that I can enjoy a well deserved summer vacation.
The view from Victoria Square, Belfast.
And oh my days, did I have high expectations.
I must be fair: when it comes to museums I’m nothing more than a spoiled brat. My parents sort of being culture addicts, I spent most of my childhood summer vacations sauntering through Italian museums, Greek ruins or French hamlets. I did learn from this, because for quite some years my only dream in life was to study history and share my knowledge to high school students. I still sometimes wonder where that would have got me now and what would it have taught me in the end.
“The Titanic experience is a definitely must see!” the lad at the passport controls told us while we entered Northern Ireland. Well, that was promising, as we had already ordered our tickets online. The Titanic experience seems to be the wee countries greatest pride, it also being the first Northern Irish tourist attraction to achieve a travelers choice award on TripAdvisor.
I must be fair: not only had I never heard of this museum before booking my trip to Belfast (my knowledge on Northern Ireland is really poor, I know), neither had I ever imagined that their whole tourist sector would be revolving around it. And successfully. The museum was picked as the best leading tourist attraction of 2016 at the World Travel Awards, having beat nominees Buckingham Palace (London), Guinness Storehouse (Dublin, winner of 2015), La Sagrada Familia (Barcelona), The Eiffel Tower (Paris), The Roman Collosseum (Rome), Ribeira do Porto (Porto) and the Acropolis (Athens).
Belfast is like an ugly child: you love it the most. – Steven Rae
Last August, my parents had reached the magical number 25 in their years of marriage, and my sister and I decided that it might be nice to surprise them with a little family trip, just the four of us. We had already informed our parents back in August about this trip, ensuring that they wouldn’t plan anything and so that my mum could take a day off of work.
My sister and I had already been looking at different agencies offering surprise trips (where you book but don’t know until the very last minute where you will actually go) but we decided against it since it’s fairly expensive. Instead of this, we booked a trip to Belfast, Northern Ireland, ourselves and just decided to not reveal the final destination until the morning of the trip. And I must admit, it has been the best kept secret, my parents had no clue, nor any idea, of where we would go until Thursday morning, 6am.