After much consideration I’ve come to the conclusion that the Eiffel Tower was my favorite part of the trip. The first time we saw it we were driving into Paris when we bursted out from behind a building to feast our eyes on the magnificence of the tower. A sense of awe filled the bus, even though it was still far off in the distance. Soon after, Joop dropped us off near it to take a closer look at it. I had seen it plenty of times before in pictures, movies, books, etc, but when I saw it in person the size and realness of it revealed a beauty about it that only the naked eye can behold. It was truly as amazing as everyone says it is. The next day we took an elevator up to the second platform where we had a nice 360 view of Paris. Later that day Ross, Dan and I decided to see it at night. You might already know this but at night the Eiffel Tower sparkles for the first ten minutes of every hour. So we ran to the top of a nearby ledge to see the sparkles in time. The sparkles were pretty, but the tower was beautiful enough without them. We ended up looking at it until about the next wave of sparkles. It was the only sight or attraction that I visited three times and spent 20 Euro on (for a painting, see below). The trip had so many highlights, it was very hard to choose my favorite part. In conclusion, I will always remember the memories I made on the 2015 Europe Interim Trip. Thanks for reading!
This past Thursday after we visited the German Maritime Museum, me and a few guys decided to walk to SV Werder Bremen’s stadium, Weserstadion. It was chilly outside, but not too cold, when we embarked on our journey. Our path ran alongside the Weser river and a small winding pasture on our left with people walking and playing fetch with their dogs. As usual, we had to dodge the local bikers as we walked at a brisk pace. After about ten minutes we could see the stadium’s light posts poking into the sky. Another ten minutes later we arrived at the stadium. We walked inside and asked the lady working there if we could take a tour. She began looking to see if any tour guides were available, but to no avail. Nothing was open later in the day either. We asked if we could take a self-guided tour, but that was shot down too. We were all pretty bummed we weren’t able to see the stadium. We were about to start walking out the door and back to our hotel when the lady working there chimed in to tell us that the team was practicing outside at the other side of the stadium on their practice pitch. Awesome! We walked to the other side of the stadium to find a couple fields with guys wearing green practicing soccer. Sweet! Some of the players were pretty skilled, but there were some that stood head and shoulders above the rest. They did a crossing drill with some of the best players. They just had a knack for placing the ball wherever they willed. We were so impressed we started recording with our phones. The weather made a turn for the worse and became brute cold. We were so enthralled with the practice we didn’t even notice how cold it was until we started walking back. We sped walked to fend off the cold, arriving back at our hotel within fifteen minutes. We got back feeling cold but satisfied.
One cultural difference I’ve noticed while staying in every European country so far is a difference in food offered for breakfast. The European breakfast buffets we’ve enjoyed so far have served some typical American food like eggs, bacon and sausage. But they’ve also offered a lot of different types of pastries, breads, cheeses, and meats including salami, capicola, turkey, ham, and roast beef. I know this sounds a lot like lunch, but the combination of a fresh roll topped with some delicious cheese and the meats mentioned above has become my go-to breakfast every morning. I will definitely try this European tradition out back home! My favorite breakfast so far was in Bruges. Everything from the scrambled eggs with ham to delicious hot chocolate tasted amazing. The buffet in Bruges also had these mini donut-pancakes dusted with cinnamon and sugar. They were so delicious, I could eat them and nothing else for the rest of my life and still be satisfied. The worst breakfast place so far in my opinion was at the Ibis hotel in Paris, and it was still really tasty! We’ve enjoyed some great breakfasts and I can’t wait to see what we’ll enjoy next!