Phew… I’m exhausted!!! This week has been absolutely insane – in actually quite an amazing kind of way. I guess the “amazing-ness” actually started last week and things just keep getting better and better and I know that next week is going to be even more wonderful! Hmm… the saying “too good to be true” kind of comes to mind…
“Oh Look – a winery!”
My Fairytale Castle
Let’s backtrack to last week – it all started with a very much needed break to Bordeaux for basically 1.5 days. My classmate, Alex, kindly organized a trip to Bordeaux for a few of my classmates & I. It was my first trip to Bordeaux so I was super excited and had no idea what to expect. Let me tell you – it definitely surpassed ANY expectations I had. First of all, I found a fairytale castle that I plan to move into. Second of all, even just the city was pretty and filled with character, not to mention the incredible beauty of the Médoc. And lastly, since Alex had arranged that our Oenology professor also join us on this trip, we were able to visit wineries and meet people that we normally would not be able to had we been there on our own. The châteaux that we visited were Château Brane-Cantenac, Château Pontet-Canet, Château Pichon Longueville Baron, Château Mouton Rothschild and Château Ducru-Beaucaillou. One of my classmates, Jackie, has written an excellent post (you can click on that link for her post) on this trip, covering all of our visits and details of everything we learned.
Studying on the train ride home…
Besides the actual time in Bordeaux, we also spent a good portion of our time on the train – we had to leave on Tuesday right after class, and return on Wednesday night. With a three-hour train ride each way, plus an hour bus ride together in Bordeaux to the Médoc, there was a good portion of time for us to spend studying to keep on top of our assignments and readings. No, I kid you not, some of us ACTUALLY studied on the train and on the trip. This was a definite first for me. Generally, I bring books with me on vacation with the intent of studying, but they usually end up gathering dust in the corner. This time, I was able to go through several chapters, write notes, read a case study and draft an analysis. It was quite exciting, I must admit. Unfortunately, in order to actually be productive, this meant I had to actually spit at the wine tastings. (I know, woe is me.)
“Un croissant SVP… umm and also that pair of boots?”
After the rest of our week, I was completely ecstatic for the weekend. I was going to meet my cousin on Friday evening, go for prayers with her and then stay over at her place. Then, on Saturday, we were meeting my really good friend Ali, his fiancee Nafisa and their friend Mickael for a delicious lunch at a crêperie. At least that was the plan. Here’s what actually happened: I met Annar on Friday evening, we started heading toward khane for prayers… since we were early, and we were starving, it was only natural that we stop and look at the various boulangeries for a little snack. Then I saw a shoe store. What happened next was completely out of my control… and the fact that I now have a shiny new pair of gorgeous black leather boots is NOT my fault. Ahem, ahem.. I’m telling you.. NOT my fault!
That was Friday. Then came Saturday… so lunch happened as planned, but then Mickael decided to take us to Place de la Madeleine for a stroll around. To be clear, at this point I was already full from the delicious crêpe I had at lunch. But… Nafisa loves Fauchon, so we ended up going in for a little “dessert” apparently (although after our savoury crêpes, we had also had dessert crêpes, but anyway). This was the day I tried Fauchon macarons for the first time. They were very pretty… and displayed so prominently – they even had a nice macaron tower for show as well. Sadly… they were no Laduree. As a result, after tasting the Fauchon macarons, I had no choice but to drag Ali, Nafisa and Mickael over to the nearby Laduree (and force them to stand in the long line) for a taste of the real thing. I made Ali have a bite of the Fauchon and then a bite of the Laduree so he could compare them. He agreed, Laduree was better (although it’s also possible that he could have read my blog and been scared into saying that… but whatever, I’m always right ). So, that was the weekend.
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