Right, Back Again
Aug. 20th, 2012 10:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
skywaterblueI have apparently not updated this blog since I returned from Europe. I had a jolly good time, although I ran out of money well before the end AGAIN which sent me home early and has led me to the conclusion that I am a fail backpacker but not remotely wealthy enough to travel like the boho vagabond I aspire to be. Shorter, more planned trips from now on.
Some of the highlights:
- Both Tates! BOTH OF THEM. And the Olympic Park and the British Museum on the return leg.
- The neon exhibition in Paris was entirely worth the trip. Actually, pretty much all the days in Paris, even the night where I fucked up my hotel reservations and drank until five in the morning outside the Moulin Rogue. Salmon Croque Monseur at Le Comptoir. Two days at the Louvre. No one telling me I couldn't spend two days at the Louvre.
- I made a couple of really good friends on the Italy trip, if I can ever manage to meet up with them now that we're all home in the states. Mostly I got claustrophobic in the tiny tiny town, and sick from pork being in everything.
- Randomly running into cute guy from my math class working the ticket booth at the Peggy Guggenheim for the summer. It's a small, small art world.
- Schmitt and Andie took me to an amazingly beautiful zoo and I pet a lemur! And we got drunk and watched Germany smash some other country - Greece? Yeah. And I had to pretend to root for Germany but I was secretly rooting for you, Greece.
- Eurocup final match on Circus Maximus with all of Rome, which was awesome despite the scary almost-assault from a drunk dude outside my hostel. Actually, someone stole money out of a purse I had left in the room for an hour to have drinks with my hostelmates at that place, so I wouldn't necessarily call Rome a highlight.
- Except for the emotional plotz I had in front of the 'School of Athens'.
- Finding out the kosher place I ate at in Rome's ghetto was the place Mark Zuckerberg had taken his bride on their honeymoon and stiffed the waiter. Very good food, reasonable.
- That day in Venice when a couple of days after the bad encounter in Rome, I thought I had lost my iPod with all my pictures and had a total breakdown online, followed by finding the security guard at the Muriano Glass Museum had picked it up and saved it for me. Backtracking works sometimes, even if you have to take an hour boat ride to do it!
- Art Basel is totally overwhelming. Jeff Koonz at the Foundation Beyeler. Basel is a beautiful city.
- The same with dOCUMENTA 13, but going to both of them back to back will give you mental whiplash. Kassel is fairly nice, not sure why the Germans slam on it. Maybe it was uglier post-war.
- The best thing about the Accademia wasn't just the David, but the inspirational quality of the museum mixing its modern collection with its historic one. There is something fascinating about the juxtaposition of a Yves Klein blue painting with a 12th Century Virgin Alterpiece, or the cement blocks with the artist's pressed body forming voids next to Michelangelo's Slaves.
- Gelato all up in my face.
- Barcelona! What a lovely city. TAPAS ALL IN MY FACE. I ate at 'Tickets', Ferran Adrià's follow-up to 'El Bulli' after waiting in line for way over an hour. I was not that impressed, actually, though I'm glad to have gotten to go.
I shall stop now. I was very whiny and cranky for a lot of this trip, particularly as the money ran low and my bad experiences began to overcrowd the good ones. The great thing about the memory though is that you begin to forget all the bad parts of travel and remember the good things: the people you met who were awesome, and the things you saw that were great.
Some of the highlights:
- Both Tates! BOTH OF THEM. And the Olympic Park and the British Museum on the return leg.
- The neon exhibition in Paris was entirely worth the trip. Actually, pretty much all the days in Paris, even the night where I fucked up my hotel reservations and drank until five in the morning outside the Moulin Rogue. Salmon Croque Monseur at Le Comptoir. Two days at the Louvre. No one telling me I couldn't spend two days at the Louvre.
- I made a couple of really good friends on the Italy trip, if I can ever manage to meet up with them now that we're all home in the states. Mostly I got claustrophobic in the tiny tiny town, and sick from pork being in everything.
- Randomly running into cute guy from my math class working the ticket booth at the Peggy Guggenheim for the summer. It's a small, small art world.
- Schmitt and Andie took me to an amazingly beautiful zoo and I pet a lemur! And we got drunk and watched Germany smash some other country - Greece? Yeah. And I had to pretend to root for Germany but I was secretly rooting for you, Greece.
- Eurocup final match on Circus Maximus with all of Rome, which was awesome despite the scary almost-assault from a drunk dude outside my hostel. Actually, someone stole money out of a purse I had left in the room for an hour to have drinks with my hostelmates at that place, so I wouldn't necessarily call Rome a highlight.
- Except for the emotional plotz I had in front of the 'School of Athens'.
- Finding out the kosher place I ate at in Rome's ghetto was the place Mark Zuckerberg had taken his bride on their honeymoon and stiffed the waiter. Very good food, reasonable.
- That day in Venice when a couple of days after the bad encounter in Rome, I thought I had lost my iPod with all my pictures and had a total breakdown online, followed by finding the security guard at the Muriano Glass Museum had picked it up and saved it for me. Backtracking works sometimes, even if you have to take an hour boat ride to do it!
- Art Basel is totally overwhelming. Jeff Koonz at the Foundation Beyeler. Basel is a beautiful city.
- The same with dOCUMENTA 13, but going to both of them back to back will give you mental whiplash. Kassel is fairly nice, not sure why the Germans slam on it. Maybe it was uglier post-war.
- The best thing about the Accademia wasn't just the David, but the inspirational quality of the museum mixing its modern collection with its historic one. There is something fascinating about the juxtaposition of a Yves Klein blue painting with a 12th Century Virgin Alterpiece, or the cement blocks with the artist's pressed body forming voids next to Michelangelo's Slaves.
- Gelato all up in my face.
- Barcelona! What a lovely city. TAPAS ALL IN MY FACE. I ate at 'Tickets', Ferran Adrià's follow-up to 'El Bulli' after waiting in line for way over an hour. I was not that impressed, actually, though I'm glad to have gotten to go.
I shall stop now. I was very whiny and cranky for a lot of this trip, particularly as the money ran low and my bad experiences began to overcrowd the good ones. The great thing about the memory though is that you begin to forget all the bad parts of travel and remember the good things: the people you met who were awesome, and the things you saw that were great.
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