Life, Love, Sex

More Busy Days

There have been lots more busy days to report on.

Where did I last leave off?

Goodness, I haven’t reported on the whole week!

Monday was Bastille day and I went with a bunch of people to the beach to watch the fireworks.  They were really great fireworks, I just wish I had known I’d be watching them while sitting on the beach otherwise I wouldn’t have worn a short skirt!  Afterwards was boring, we just went to a bar and drank outside.  I didn’t drink because I don’t have the stomach to pay 8 euro for 1 drink.  I ended up going home early with another girl who wasn’t feeling well.  The night was a bit of a wash, but whatever.

Tuesday….was a quite anti-social day.  I do those fairly often because I can only handle the people I’m with for so long.

Wednesday was excursion day as usual.  This we went to see the Gorges du Verdon.  Big freaking beautiful canyons.

Comme ca:

This is actually a shot someone else took because I was an idiot and the 1st 30 pictures I took were without my memory card.

We took a bus tour through the mountains (holy fuck, by the way).  Very scary and it made me quite motion sick.  I had to keep my eyes closed and sleep most of the time between each picture stop.

Eventually we stopped for lunch at a lake.

And we took the highway home.  Thank God.

Thursday our French class took a trip to the beach.  We went to Cap Ferrat, a place where the VERY wealthy live.  We visited a Rothschild villa and then grabbed lunch and found a small and uncrowded beach (unlike those in Nice).  It was great.  And once our teacher left at 2, the girls all went topless!  (Except 1 girl who has a complex about her small breasts.)

Yeah, I totally saw hot girls’ boobies.  It was awesome.

Friday I went to the beach in Nice and proceeded to go topless again.  It really is way awesome.  I got a little sunburned on my back though because I fell asleep for a little bit.  Nothing too bad though.

And then that night I had a date with another guy from AFF.  Francois.  From chatting with him earlier that morning, he sounded like he’d be a nice, dirty fuck.  Something Pierre couldn’t give me.  We arranged to meet at 7 down by the beach, but it was a place I was unfamiliar with.

So I didn’t find it.  And I felt awful because I couldn’t call him since I don’t have a French phone (only my US one, and it would be very expensive).  So I walked back to my room (a 20 minute walk) and found him online.

He was a little upset.  But when I explained what happened, he understood and gave me different directions.

I finally got there (after walking to the beach for the 3rd time that day) and he was happy to see me.  He was cute!  And apparently rich.  He took me up to his place which was right there on the Promenade des Anglais (the big avenue that runs along the water) and he was on the top floor with a most spectacular view!  I absolutely could not believe it.

He offered me some water and soon started kissing me.  We undressed and he motioned me to my knees to give him a blow job.  As I did he pinched and squeezed my nipples and breasts.  And said things in French which I don’t know what he said, but that’s fucking hot.

Unfortunately that was all we had time to do that night because he had a dinner with friends to get to.

But he drove me back to my neighborhood in his Audi.  That was hot.  And he said we could get together this week (I hope he’s sincere about that).

Saturday I hooked up with a bunch of people for a trip to Monaco.  We left around noon and spent a looooong day sightseeing there.  We climbed up this gigantic hill to see the palace and sights up there.  We went into the cathedral where the former Prince Rainier is buried, as is Grace Kelly.

Then we went to an aquarium and saw lots of fishies!  I got some great photographs there.  I fell in love with the jellyfish because I was getting some awesome shots.  Here are a few of my favs:

And we also went to the Monte Carlo.  We didn’t go inside the casino though because it costs 10 Euro.

We eventually found somewhere for dinner and we all decided to splurge at a nice restaurant.  I got pizza because even though I was willing to splurge, I just couldn’t bring myself to pay 28Euro for a steak (that’s a $45 steak!).  The pizza was amazing though.  And oh so worth it.

The highlight of the night was when someone ordered steak tartare without realizing what it was!  He speaks pretty good French, so when he ordered it, I didn’t say anything because usually people know what they’re doing when their ordering.  When I ended up cluing him into the fact it was raw meat, he was more than surprised!  But he ate it all!  Said it was really good, but he just wished he didn’t know it was raw meat.  I had to try not to gag as I watched him take bites.  Blech.

But what a great day.  Even though it was sooo exhausting!

So today I just bummed about.  Picked up a few groceries, listened to music, watched a movie.  It was cloudy anyways and I heard some thunder in the early afternoon anyways.

Pierre e-mailed me last night asking if I wanted to hang out today.  I slept on it before answering, but ultimately decided not to.  He’s sweet.  And nice.  But I just wasn’t up for going out.  And I’d rather have no sex then blah sex right now.  Hopefully I’ll see Francois this week though.

Tomorrow starts my last full week in Nice.  Boo

I really, really don’t want to come back.  I may have to move here after I graduate.

And I will totally have a scooter!

More Tired Feetsies

On an odd note, the chatter I usually hear from the streets at night is actually not French, but Arabic as a group of young Arabic men gather outside the Hallal Boucherie (butcher shop) across the street.

More long days this week!

Monday I ended up losing to a nap- the jet lag has taken me a little bit of time to get used to.

Tuesday started with my morning Mediterranean Civ. class as usual following with my French class. Our goal that day was to discuss what we had done that weekend using the passe compose. And the teacher paired up the more experienced students with the less experienced to help them out as we traveled about le Vieux Nice (Old Nice). Can I tell you how difficult it is to teach someone the past tense when they don’t know the present tense??!! And I must say while I was trying to be as helpful as possible, I thought my student was being a little obstinate and just resolving herself to the fact that she knew nothing instead of even just repeating after me. But whatever. I helped as much as I could.

We walked around for awhile before breaking for lunch where I had very sad chicken and fries (Poulet frites).

Then we went to MAMAC (Museum of Modern and Contemporary Art)(Musee d’art moderne et d’art contemporain). I discovered I liked Yves Klein while visiting there.

Also, on the way over I had my little discussion with the teacher on what I did that weekend. I’m very amazed with how quickly my French came back even after not studying it for 4 years! It’s very cool. I mean, I still don’t understand a lot, but it’s coming very easily.

I went food shopping for dinner after the museum where I decided to make cabonara sauce, even in my rinky dinky kitchenette. It came out OK. I didn’t have all the right ingredients so I ended up making a rous and then a white sauce which was missing a few flavors, but I ultimately decided the problem was it was just much to thick when I wanted a thinner sauce. I have plenty of ham and eggs left over so maybe I’ll try again this weekend.

Today was a long adventure day (Wednesdays are our designated excursion days). We first went to these cliffs out far away I don’t even know where because I fell asleep on the bus. But here’s a picture:

Then after that we went to St. Paul en Vance I think is the full name. We climbed this huge hill first to this modern art museum (Foundation Maeght) where I discovered another 2 artists that I like- Hans Hartung and Aki Kuroda. They had beautiful original lithographs in the gift shop that I would have loved but they were like 900E ($1400). Boo.

Here’s a Hartung that I liked (I even got the postcard of it!):

And we’re still not done with the day!

We head over to the medieval village of St. Paul next!

I had actually gone to this village when I was in Nice in 2004 with my parents- I just hadn’t remembered the name. But I recognized the surroundings. And the tablecloth shop my mom had been so successful in. So of course I had to go in and see if I could find something (even though I had already gotten 3 tablecloths in Gourdon!).

Well, I found something. I was looking for something particular. I wanted a tablecloth with a center motif and then a boarder around it, so I at least had an idea what I was looking for. She showed me what she had that matched it- it was the same pattern of olives but just in different color combinations- choosing the color was the hard part! The blue was lovely, and the beige and white was so clean and crisp! But, being an Aries I ended up choosing the rich brick red with contrasting yellow napkins.

But look at all my pretty tablecloths!

So I walked around the village forever and took a bunch of pictures, especially of the doors because there were so many different kinds and they were so cool looking! My feet started hurting again of course! I switched to better shoes that had more support than my sandals, except the heel started rubbing! (Even though they were fine last week!) I hate that! Bah. And my hip’s starting to bug me a bit- my left one. That is bad. Very bad. I need for my hip to not go out on me. I should be good and stretch it tonight.

I crashed again on the bus ride home and am basically just hanging out- ate some baguette and eggs for dinner. Uploaded pictures. Catching up friends on my adventures.

I’m not sure yet if I want to go out tonight. It’s already on the late side, a quarter to 10. Even though I can sleep in to 10am tomorrow because I don’t have Med. Civ on Thursday mornings.

Though you know what I want?

To get laid!

It’s been over a week now since I’ve gotten fucked (Thanks Match!). I wish I had the gusto to chat up the cute boys at the bars here, but I just don’t have those kinds of social skills. I also don’t want to do it with the other girls in the group because a) I don’t want everyone knowing I’m a slut and b) I have no confidence with them because they’re all so thin and pretty. Hopefully I can find away to get some sex though. And soon!

Alright kiddies- that should be enough until I have more adventures to report on!

A bientot!

Religious Experience

Yesterday was a long day!

We traveled to a small museum where I discovered the artist Fernand Leger.  I liked his later works (earlier works were too cubist for my tastes).

After we went to a medieval village perched way up in the mountains called Gordon.  I bought 3 beautiful Provence tablecloths (1 of my 2 things I really wanted to get while here).  I spent 110E on the 3 (a bit expensive), but oh well.  I’ll have these for years and years to come at least.  At least I saved money by not getting napkins.  I’ll just find some solid colored ones that match back in the states.

Then we made a quick pit stop at little candy making factory on the advice of our bus driver.  (No, that wasn’t my religious experience).  I tried crystallized rose petals (it just tasted like sugar), a glazed Clementine (I might have liked it better if they didn’t glaze it with the skin!), and lavender jam (which was very sweet!).  I didn’t get anything there because everything was so exorbitantly priced!  1 chocolate bar was like 8E!

Still on our long journey, we stopped in Vance at this chapel designed entirely by Matisse.  OMG it’s was so beautiful.  I loved it.  Sitting in it and listening to the priest talk about why Matisse chose certain colors of the stained glass and such really made me want to pray.  Even though I’m not Catholic, I would totally go to that church.

We couldn’t take pictures inside, but here’s something from the outside.

And here’s a link to pictures taken of the inside: http://www.musee-matisse-nice.org/expositions/chapelle_2001.html

This weekend I’m staying local in Nice.  I think I’ll hit the beach.  I also might go check out the Chagall museum perhaps tomorrow.

I must go start my day now (I’m getting a late start, but I’ve been soooo busy these past few days I don’t mind a little bit of down time).

A bientot!