{"id":10826,"date":"2017-03-15T10:47:29","date_gmt":"2017-03-15T15:47:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.luc.edu\/goglobal\/?p=10826"},"modified":"2017-03-15T10:47:29","modified_gmt":"2017-03-15T15:47:29","slug":"table-for-one-please","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.luc.edu\/goglobal\/?p=10826","title":{"rendered":"Table for one, please"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The average college students Spring break is normally spent with dozens of their closest friends, traveling to a tropical place involving lots of sun, sleep, and partying- right? As the non traditional girl I am, I traveled to 50 degree weather &#8211; 18 degrees for the non North Americans- France with nothing but my laptop, camera, and tiny carry on suitcase. No travel buddies. No cell phone data. Nothing but me, myself, and I. Seems scary, right? WRONG.<\/p>\n<p>My original plan was to meet\u00a0my friend in London for the second half of my Spring Break, but I decided to take the off beaten path and leave early to do some exploring by myself. I was, in fact about to jump on a plane and travel to another English speaking country and I really just wanted a little time to myself- or an excuse to do something I had never done. I had never been to France, somewhere that has always called me to travel to, and I knew that even if I had the opportunity to travel to Paris in the future, the experience for seeing the country for the first time wouldn&#8217;t be the same if I\u00a0saw it with friends. So, I booked a last minute connection from Rome-Paris and packed my bags for an adventure of a lifetime.<\/p>\n<p>For context, I partially knew the French language- Thanks to my amazing high school French teacher, Madame Dykes (repos en paix, doux ange). Even with enough French to get by, I have never had the opportunity to speak it in a live situation, besides the few times I would translate simple words on makeup boxes\u00a0for customers at Sephora (but believe me &#8220;eau de toilet&#8221; or &#8220;gel douche pour femme&#8221; doesn&#8217;t prepare you for social situations). It didn&#8217;t help that I would also confuse my newfound Italian knowledge when replying to waiters like, &#8220;si&#8221; instead of the obvious &#8220;oui&#8221;. No matter, I still mustered up the courage to order everything in the best American accented French that I could and it worked every time- expect the first few times when I would say &#8220;io&#8230; oops I mean je&#8230; uhhh scusi moi, je parle anglais&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>So being in a city for a little over 24 hours wasn&#8217;t enough to immerse myself in its culture, but I wanted to try to gain as much French street knowledge as I could during my time so I booked an Airbnb Experience &#8211; a new creation on Airbnb&#8217;s websites that allows you to book tours, dinners, or excursions in the cities you&#8217;re traveling to. I decided to book an art gallery tour and dinner at Les Frigos, a famous art gallery from the 80&#8217;s and 90&#8217;s that still houses the studios and galleries of well renowned Parisian artists. I took a short tour of 4 amazing artist who answered all of my silly questions, like &#8220;what material is this made out of?&#8221; and even entertained me with stories behind some of their ongoing projects. I surprisingly was the only one on this tour- mainly because it was Thursday and it was Fashion Week, so I assume #priorities for locals and other tourist were elsewhere- but it made for a more intimate time with the artists which I appreciated. I even got to play with one of the artist&#8217;s dogs&#8211; a win in my book. One artist in particular was Italian and thought it would be fun to tell his part of the tour in Italian once he realized I was studying in Rome, which I somehow completely understood (I&#8217;m guessing Italian 102 really is retaining???) and even held a conversation with him- funny how small the world is sometimes.<\/p>\n<p>I ended the night with a fantastic Parisian dinner, hosted by my new friend, Emilie of The Office, La Table d&#8217;Hotes. She owns her own dinner hosting service, where people are invited to share a classic 4 course French meal at her table that is housed inside her father&#8217;s old art studio on Les Frigos. We talked over wine, munching on <em>real\u00a0<\/em>hors d&#8217;oeuvres and discussed everything from outrages American wedding proposals to French cuisine and culture and dined with two other guests who brought even more amazing conversation to the table.<\/p>\n<p>I left Les Frigos feeling more cultured, very welcomed, and most of all like I accomplished something on my own that I never would have in the past. Never in my life would I have had the guts to book a plane ticket to Paris- let alone go there by myself. To travel on the tube navigating my way without data or Google Maps, more impotatntly. Walking into neighborhoods where I knew not one person. Seeing sights on my time. Exploring my new favorite place on Earth&#8230;until now. A Bientot, Paris.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-10829 alignleft\" src=\"http:\/\/blogs.luc.edu\/goglobal\/files\/2017\/03\/17212200_1529653343714004_7039394994207696300_o-300x200.jpg\" alt=\"17212200_1529653343714004_7039394994207696300_o\" width=\"300\" height=\"200\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blogs.luc.edu\/goglobal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/17212200_1529653343714004_7039394994207696300_o-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/blogs.luc.edu\/goglobal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/17212200_1529653343714004_7039394994207696300_o-1024x683.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/blogs.luc.edu\/goglobal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/17212200_1529653343714004_7039394994207696300_o-768x512.jpg 768w, https:\/\/blogs.luc.edu\/goglobal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/17212200_1529653343714004_7039394994207696300_o-1536x1024.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/blogs.luc.edu\/goglobal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/17212200_1529653343714004_7039394994207696300_o-405x270.jpg 405w, https:\/\/blogs.luc.edu\/goglobal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/17212200_1529653343714004_7039394994207696300_o.jpg 2048w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/> <img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-10828 alignright\" src=\"http:\/\/blogs.luc.edu\/goglobal\/files\/2017\/03\/17192252_1529650277047644_8471253374603900671_o-300x200.jpg\" alt=\"17192252_1529650277047644_8471253374603900671_o\" width=\"300\" height=\"200\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blogs.luc.edu\/goglobal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/17192252_1529650277047644_8471253374603900671_o-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/blogs.luc.edu\/goglobal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/17192252_1529650277047644_8471253374603900671_o-1024x683.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/blogs.luc.edu\/goglobal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/17192252_1529650277047644_8471253374603900671_o-768x512.jpg 768w, https:\/\/blogs.luc.edu\/goglobal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/17192252_1529650277047644_8471253374603900671_o-1536x1024.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/blogs.luc.edu\/goglobal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/17192252_1529650277047644_8471253374603900671_o-405x270.jpg 405w, https:\/\/blogs.luc.edu\/goglobal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/17192252_1529650277047644_8471253374603900671_o.jpg 2048w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/> <img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-10830 aligncenter\" src=\"http:\/\/blogs.luc.edu\/goglobal\/files\/2017\/03\/17240498_1529653173714021_7570508092655479455_o-200x300.jpg\" alt=\"17240498_1529653173714021_7570508092655479455_o\" width=\"200\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blogs.luc.edu\/goglobal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/17240498_1529653173714021_7570508092655479455_o-200x300.jpg 200w, https:\/\/blogs.luc.edu\/goglobal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/17240498_1529653173714021_7570508092655479455_o-180x270.jpg 180w, https:\/\/blogs.luc.edu\/goglobal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/17240498_1529653173714021_7570508092655479455_o.jpg 640w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 200px) 100vw, 200px\" \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The average college students Spring break is normally spent with dozens of their closest friends, traveling to a tropical place involving lots of sun, sleep, and partying- right? 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