Currently I'm sitting with holes in my throat where just yesterday my tonsils used to be...I thought it would be a great opportunity to write a few blogs :)
SO I am continuing my blog 7 months later, because I enjoy recalling the memories just as much as sharing them with friends and family - although this blogger and I don't get along very well!
For Christmas break, the French universities give 3 weeks and I made a lot of last minute decisions ...
Two other girls from UNC wanted to see more nearby French cities, so Rebecca, Becca and I went toToulouse (the 4th largest city in France ) for 3 days.
(Me using the large mirror to capture the church ceiling and windows)
There is an awesome website/directory called “couchsurfing” which you can use to find people that are willing to host travelers or temporarily people who are looking for an apartment in that city. The system built on trust and recommendations from friends and “surfers”. The organization has grown to be very extensive and popular in Europe, expanding to theUnited States . Toulouse was my very first couchsurfing experience, but I had only heard great things. Rebecca had found a house close to the train station where 6 Toulouse Rugby players lived (Toulouse is the best Rugby team in France ). Mattieu picked us up from la gare (the train station) and showed us our room downstairs next to the garage and washroom. It was full of nasty, stained couches and hookah pipes … a little sketchy, I must admit!
For Christmas break, the French universities give 3 weeks and I made a lot of last minute decisions ...
TOULOUSE - La Ville Rose
Two other girls from UNC wanted to see more nearby French cities, so Rebecca, Becca and I went to
(Me using the large mirror to capture the church ceiling and windows)
There is an awesome website/directory called “couchsurfing” which you can use to find people that are willing to host travelers or temporarily people who are looking for an apartment in that city. The system built on trust and recommendations from friends and “surfers”. The organization has grown to be very extensive and popular in Europe, expanding to the
(Beggar lady and Rebecca, right )
That night, we went on a search for the most famous dish from the region … CASSOULET. Everyone said we must try it, but when you asked people to describe it “big bowl of fat/grease” was usually the response. Cassoulet is a rich, slow-cooked white bean stew with pork sausages (HUGE), pulled pork, pork skin, goose, duck, and mutton (hence the BOWL OF FAT!). Cassoulet is named after the distinctive deep, round, earthenware pot called “cassole”. We found a restaurant called Le Table that had the most amazing/only Cassoulet I’ve ever tasted – and it was a FEAT to try and eat it all…3 hours later, we all succeeded!
(really cheesy Santa - I couldn't stop laughing)
The next day, we met up with Anne, the UNC assistant director/Grad student, who showed us the wonderful fresh market (Marché Victor Hugo ) with many hanging rabbits, birds, pigs, fish, and lots of free samples - We enjoyed ourselves. Then Anne showed us an awesome tea store – the lady asked many questions about the flavor you wanted (fruits, flowers, spices, ect) until she found you the perfect tea. We all got some for our host mothers.
(Rebecca on the river)
My favorite part aboutToulouse was the extensive river front …
(Me on the River front with Vin Chaud stained teeth!)
...I could really picture what the city looked like a hundred years ago, because I’m sure nothing has changed.
The three of us walked around and visited churches, museums, and a botanical garden with peacocks everywhere (above).
We spent several hours in Les Abbatoirs (right), which is otherwise known as the Toulouse Modern andContemporary Art Center , and it had many really cool exhibits. Becca sat on a piece of art thinking it was a bench … the work was called “Marble box”.
That evening we walked around more churches and ate more foods at the market.
My favorite part about
(Me on the River front with Vin Chaud stained teeth!)
...I could really picture what the city looked like a hundred years ago, because I’m sure nothing has changed.
(Le Palais du Justice on the beautiful river front)
The three of us walked around and visited churches, museums, and a botanical garden with peacocks everywhere (above).
We spent several hours in Les Abbatoirs (right), which is otherwise known as the Toulouse Modern and
That evening we walked around more churches and ate more foods at the market.
Another favorite Christmas market food looks a little bizarre at first, but we all decided to try – it was delectable! ALIGOT – How can I describe the texture this Tomme cheese blended with mashed potatoes and garlic (with bacon = TRUFFADE, mmmmm) into an ENORMOUS metal vat? Elastic ribbon… but it’s the best comfort food you will ever find! Vin Chaud (hot wine) was a great way to sip away the chills of the night – the French version of our hot apple cider.
Our final and free destination was the beautiful town hall (full of beautiful murals decorating the walls and ceilings.
I felt a large French/Toulouse pride while walking through those halls looking at all of these beautiful paintings.
The Christmas Spirit had truly begun in my heart during my few days inToulouse , walking around the gorgeously lit market and watching the kids skate around the outdoor ice rink through the window of the Hotel de Ville.
Our final and free destination was the beautiful town hall (full of beautiful murals decorating the walls and ceilings.
I felt a large French/Toulouse pride while walking through those halls looking at all of these beautiful paintings.
The Christmas Spirit had truly begun in my heart during my few days in
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