Paris the Third (Chartres the First)

This is an update of the amazing trip I took to Europe last summer. Slowly but surely I’m posting about every day I spent on that excellent continent. To read earlier updates, click herehereherehereherehereherehere and here. And here. And here and here and here and here and here and here.


While in France I got into the habit of jotting down thoughts and recaps in my notebook at the end (or the middle if I happened to be somewhere write-worthy) of each day. [Sadly I got out of this habit once in Spain and England after school mode was turned off, but I think I can pretty well remember what I did in those places—not to worry.]

This is what I wrote about Chartres:

June 7, 2011—Tuesday

It’s 10:30 p.m. and I don’t feel very tired but I should be.

We had a busy day today, starting with a trip to Chartres (about an hour by train from Paris) to see the cathedral. The Chartres cathedral was one of the first works I studied in my very first art history class way back in Senior year of high school, and even though I’ve been to France before, I’ve never been to Chartres. I was excited.

(Not that you could tell by looking at my mug.)

The cathedral itself was neat, but more than anything I liked hopping on the city bus and seeing all the sweet little neighborhoods. That was definitely the highlight of my day. I kept thinking, “I would love to have a house here to visit part of the year.” It was quaint and quiet, like Mayberry but much older and much sweeter.I stopped for a hot chocolate (chocolat chaud) and couldn’t get over how cute the cup and saucer were with words written on them. Pretty sure the waitress thought I was nuts. But I bet if she came to Canada she would take photos of something weird like dirt, so to each her own.

I also gave in and bought a dadgum umbrella for €8, which was annoying (annoying that I didn’t just bring my own from home) but I came to love that cheap kiddie umbrella:

(Unfortunately the umbrella didn’t make it back to Canada with me, but I will never regret the time we spent together. R.I.P., umbie.)

(Also: ordered a bowl of French french onion soup and solved the mystery—they just call it onion soup there.)

After exploring Chartres until my feet couldn’t take it any longer, I got back on the train to Paris and had a nice hour-long rest thereon.

I found myself snapping photos for my sister that I thought she would appreciate since she couldn’t be there with me and I missed her terribly. I knew she would’ve loved this huge clock (and pretty much everything about this setup) I discovered at a random home decor store in a train station of all places. Look at how awesome that clock is!

Back in Paris I wandered around for several more hours, enjoying the feeling of not ever being lost because I had a map and a transit pass. I rode the bus to scope out good areas and hopped off when I saw a Lush™ (where I bought a conditioner bar that smelled my hotel room up something glorious). There was a Metro station right outside the Lush™ and I was proud of how confident I felt navigating back to the hotel.

I hope I never pass up trying new things. I never want to miss out on an excellent experience on account of fear. I may meet many hurdles in my life but I don’t ever want fear to be one of them.


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5 Responses to Paris the Third (Chartres the First)

  1. Alaina says:

    It’s ok – I took pictures of random things, too, when I was in Ireland :-)

  2. CaJoh says:

    You’re comment on French Onion Soup reminds me of some lines from Pulp Fiction: “You know what they call a Quarter Pounder with cheese in France?”… “A Royale with cheese. “

  3. Granmama says:

    The opposite of fear is faith. You have a lot of faith and that is what will help you to fight the fear that life inevitably will bring. Trying new things is a wonderful and glorious experience and one of the reasons we are sojourning in mortality.

  4. Mariano says:

    That’s a cool clock indeed!

  5. Chloe says:

    How cool!
    I’ve never been to Chartres!
    I’m jealous! It’s sooo beautiful!
    I also studied that cathedral in art history class in my last year of high school!
    And I never told you, but I loved your umbrella!! It was sooo cute!

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