Sure it’s touristy, but if anywhere near Paris, I highly recommend stopping by Versailles. It’s not as crowded as you might think. The opulent palace with sprawling manicured lawns make it easy to understand why the people started the French Revolution here by trying to burn it to the grand. But after you get over how over-the-top everything is, you can eat ice cream, row boats, ride bikes and pretend you are a member of the court. You can even see Marie-Antoinette’s palace – she had her own of course. And yes it has pink marble.
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I did it! I did it! When I was in high school, we had to write a life list or “bucket list” of things we wanted to do after graduation, but before we…died. I wish I still had a copy, but there are a few I distinctly remember. And I checked one off while in Barcelona: I swam in the Mediterranean Sea! And I swam in the Mediterranean Sea when no one else was going in the water (I guess 72 degrees isn’t hot enough for most people to go swimming – just sunbathe naked). Everyone was staring at the crazy tourist, but I didn’t care!
The water felt cool and clean and everything was sparkling. I really felt on vacation riding our bikes along the boardwalk to find the perfect spot on the beach. We laid out our 1Euro beach mat and ate ice cream, watched sailboats and just let the breeze flow around us with the sound of the waves in the background and Cotton Jones on the iPod. Ahhhhhh….
I have seen Flamenco in Seattle before and it was beautiful. But I have never seen Flamenco like I have in Seville. The power of the musicians, singers and dancers was exploding right in front of me. And even though they sell cheesy, polka-dot fake Flamenco-dancing dresses all over Spain, I did not see anything close to that on stage. It was art. A daring, passionate expression of emotions.
Marrakech is known for it’s secrets. Walk through any door and you never know what you will find. Is it yet another vendor, an undiscovered restaurant, art gallery or maybe, just maybe the entrance to a garden that seems impossible to survive in the dry, desert heat like the Jardin Majorelle.
It’s not exactly a secret, but beautiful just the same. It was designed by artist Jacques Majorelle in the 1920s and definitely has an art deco vibe. Yves Saint-Laurent even lived here in the 80s. Now it’s open to the public and it’s a perfect way to relax under the palm and banana trees and contemplate life with a baby turtle.
Every morning, vendors fill the Djemaa el-Fna (the main square in Marrakech) selling spices, fruit and bootleg CDs…among other things. The Djemma changes throughout the day and night (with snake charmers and amazing food booths when the sun goes down), but early morning is the time for fresh squeezed orange juice – the best in the world.
My adventure vacation is over (for now). It was…fabulous. I am so happy I did it and I have so many amazing memories. I tried on purpose not to use the internets much, and now that I’m back I’m still adjusting.
It’s strangely summer in Seattle and summer usually doesn’t start until sometime in mid-July, so this is really strange. I’m out enjoying the sun and continuing my cappuccino habit.
Thank you so much for reading, I’m not sure what will be happening here, but I hope you will like it.
I official leave in a just a few days and I won’t be back for a month (at least!). I’m excited, nervous, restless, happy, crazy.
I hope to have a lot to share with you when I get back. I am officially taking a hiatus here until then. Hope you will be out having adventures too!