Let them eat cake....

Day two - Versaille glistening in the snow :)

Le deuxième jour nous nous sommes levés à silly o'clock pour visiter le palais au versaille; il était magnifique.

We got in for free because we were students, when the staff informed of us i don't quite think they realised how many of us there were....

Anyhoo we queued and went in, I'd been split off from my FCP girlies as their bus had gotten lost so i spent the day with my room mate, taking in the history and magic of the building where the last queen of france spent the last of her days. The tale of marie-antoinette is always one that I've marveled over as often as a child I dreamt of being the dauphine of france (I'm a scot to the core so don't ask me why i guess i was just and 8 year old with impossible dreams and too many books).

Versaille.

Below are some images of features or I found inspiring or beautiful.

The Hall of Mirrors.

The Queen's bed, 19 heirs of France were born in this bed, the last of whom was to the last Queen of France, Marie-Antoinette.

Le premiere jour...

Right so it's day one ( well half of day one). We arrived at the hotel earlier than expected at around half 11 french time. The journey had been durable but only just; I'd managed to bag myslef two seats together, that combined with the genius idea of bringing my pillow, i managed a good few hours sleep on and off. 

Determined not to waste a single minute in the city of love, I headed over to the FCP(the sister course to mine) hotel to meet my friends and we headed over to the tram stop. Employing my best GCSE french I determined which tickets we wanted to buy and how to get to the main train station. Following the advice of our course leaders we headed straight into Bastille for a much needed snack. 

(straight to the good stuff, we're from trent yeah that's how we roll...)

After this we headed to the Eiffel Tower, it was freezing but seeing one of France's most magnificent architectural trophies after so many years, was an opportunity i couldn't pass up. We trekked through the cold biting winds, until before we knew it we were at the foot of the tower itself, it was a shining beacon of hope in the darkness.

I convinced the girls to climb up the first to levels with me ( a 30 minute hike and no mean feat). We made it in about 20 minutes, taking in every moment and watching the vast array of lights and glittering structures expand as our horizons did.

After we got to the second level the girls bailed and i was the only one who made it to the top, it was absolutely beautiful. The lights spread for miles like a million candles flickering in the darkness; the experience was breath taking and I'll never forget it.

En Route....

Hey Kids so I recently hit Paris with my Course at Trent Uni. It was an absolute blast but in a school trip kind of way....

We left Uni at midnight on sunday night/monday morning on February 8th 2010. I was packed and ready early on in the day and headed to the boys' house to chill out before leaving. After a spot of 'Take me out' I grabbed my suitcase and my passport and headed down to our uni building; The Bonnington. I'll admitt now, I did not picture myself at 20 making a 12 hour bus journey to Paris, I'd much preferred the ideal of a young jet-setter. However, i found myself eagerly awaiting the two coaches' arrival as a well needed break was waiting for me aboard them.

We took the Euro tunnel to Calais and drove on to Paris....

Finally arriving in Bobigny at our hotel.