Showing posts with label Park. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Park. Show all posts

French weather: B-, but French parks: A+

I have to keep reminding myself that we are in June.  Last weekend was so cold, that I wore jeans, a fleece pullover, and scarf (although the scarf was more of a fashion accessory rather than a weather related consideration).  The temperature barely went above 60 degrees (F), and it rained off and on for most of the weekend.  Despite the gloom, the weather didn't stop us from exploring more of France.

This weekend we went to Saint-Germain-en-Laye, another western suburb.  It was a royal town. being residences to many french monarchs, and during world war two was the head quarters of the Germany Army.  We went there for the parks that are often associated with the chateaus.  The chateau now houses an archaeology museum.  We passed on the museum this time around since next weekend is the first Sunday of the month (meaning museums in France are free).  We were ambivalent about it so the seven euro entrance fee was enough of a reason to skip it.

The garden, technically it's a national forest, itself was plenty to keep us occupied.  We covered only one small corner of the 48 square kilometer forest. It was the section next to the museum.  As it happens, there was an open air exposition in the garden.  The dreary cold weather added to the ambiance to the outdoor art work.  The art was dreamy french romantic.  There was a bed fit for a queen floating in one of the fountains.  Stark white two dimensional "statutes" shaped like children were positioned throughout the park like the historical one common in traditional french gardens.  It was a delight.

The city itself wasn't too shabby either.  With several Michelin rated restaurants, we'll certainly be back for further explorations.

On a culinary note, our quest for Mexican food took us back to Marly le Roi.  We noticed Casa Rosa, a restaurant with enchiladas and burritos on the menu.  With a menu at french prices we had high hopes for the place.  Those were dashed the minute we sat down.  Before walking in I had imagine Guapos - a friendly neighborhood restaurant active with diners, families, and tortilla makers.  Casa Rosa was quite. The staff was as friendly which made up for the less than spicy meals.  They got the plates correct - fajitas, burritos, enchilada, and chili with a few extras like hamburger.  The sliver lining was the margaritas. Good to know that mix drinks translate well in any culture.








Unplug

Life in France is a little less plugged in. Obviously we still have internet and mobile phones, but we don't have a TV. We are more likely to enjoy a day at the park than inside a shopping mall or movie theater.

Lucky for us, parks are what the French do well.  Some are private while others are public.  Some are part of chateaus while others are just part of the urban landscape.

We finally had a beautiful day this weekend.  Thomas and I packed ourselves a little picnic lunch and headed to Versailles.  During the off season, the gardens are free. We spent many outings walking around the garden.  The park is a little less green and the statues are covered in the winter time, but it is still nice to wander around.  Weekends during the summer the fountains are turned on, but now there is an entrance fee.  Unfortunately for us, they stop the water during lunch time (from 12-3:30, the fountains aren't running).  Next time, we'll get there earlier to enjoy the water "show".Also during the summer, classical music is piped in throughout the garden.  As we strolled through the gardens on this beautiful summers day, I thought to myself that this is what I imagined our life in France would be like:  Thomas and I meandering through the park, walking through a maze of well manicured bushes of the formal garden, past marble statues while Chopin  played in the background.  Life is good.









Road warrior

Lesson for today: Never fake not knowing a language unless you are fully committed to playing dumb.

Today was my first attempt of bike commuting here in France. There have been several obstacles to me getting on my bike: 1) the weather - its been either cold or rainy or both; 2) the hill between home and the office.  The incline is only for a mile, but it's steep; 3) the patchy network of bike trails that appear and disappear with every other block.  

With the temperature finally reaching 70 yesterday, there was one less excuse for not riding to work. Plus all the wine, cheese, and croissants in which I've been indulging have made biking those hills an imperative.

The first part of my ride this morning was quite enjoyable. I left by 8am- way before the time parents started taking the kiddies to school.  The traffic was flowing and the park was calm.   

The atmosphere from one side of the bridge from the other, however, couldn't be more different.  One side of the Seine (the Garches side), my route took me through the Parc de Saint Cloud which consisted of trails and paths through the park with very few cars.  Once I crossed the Seine, it turned to city commuting.  On the other side of the bridge, the bike paths are not connected. You share the road with cars, buses and motos.  Traffic is usually pretty heavy so speeding cars don't seem to be an issue.  

I personally, don't think Paris is bike friendly.  Vehicles do give you space when you are on your bike, but don't even think of riding on the sidewalk.  Even though I often see motos and sometimes cars drive on the sidewalk to avoid traffic, the police were quick to stop me within  just two minutes of getting on the sidewalk.  I tried the "je ne comprend pas", hoping he would cut me some slack.  He quickly realized though that I understood. That only made him angry. Next time, when I fake not knowing French, I will have to commit to faking not know the language.

Paris is in need of a bike advocacy group.  If they had at least one route that went along the river  from the western suburbs to Paris, I think more people would ride to work.  It's not a long commute. It  is certainly faster than taking the bus.  It's just a shame that those of us who would like to bike to work have to act like road warriors. 



Got lost and ended up here

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