Saturday, 11 February 2012

Daycations in the City of Brotherly Love



One my goals after coming abroad was to take the adventurous spirit I gained home with me to Philadelphia. So my friend Molly, who studied abroad in Perugia, Italy, and I decided that every Saturday we would explore a different neighborhood in Philly; eating in a local restaurant, buying weird and yummy ingredients to cook dinner with later on, and stopping into random shops we pass by, orienting ourselves to the city in the process.

Philly is such a cool city, and as cozy as Villanova's campus is, simply BEING in a city-people watching, window shopping, eating too much- is so much fun.

We started the tradition last weekend, with a trip the Italian neighborhood on South 9th street right near the famous Philly cheese steak shops Pat's and Geno's.  Its definitely in an out of the way area, but the shops sell the most delicious Italian ingredients and there are some great family run restaurants.
 Molly and Tricia exploring the neighborhood.
 An ad hanging in the sandwich shop we went to. I was too full to get anything but Molly and my roommate Bridget got a sandwich with mozzarella, prosciutto, egg plant, red peppers, and garlic. Heaven.
 The best cannoli in the world.
A vintage books and records store (called Molly's Books and Records) that we took some serious advantage of. 

The Italian neighborhood also sells fresh (and super cheap) vegetables on street stands, fresh italian meats and cheese in authentic Italian delis, and as I said, has some incredible restaurants. I did my grocery shopping for the week (LOVE not having a meal plan) and came home and made some delicious prosciutto, provolone, and spinach paninis on Italian bread. Molly bought sweet potato gnocchi and cooked it with a cream sauce, with figs wrapped in prosciutto on the side.

This weekend started off unfortunately... but I woke up this morning to snow outside my window and refused to let  the events of Friday night ruin my weekend.
So after coffee and an omelet made with the portobello mushrooms I purchased on our previous weekend, with the above for my view, Molly and I were off to Chinatown!

We parked far away so that we'd be able to walk around the city to get to Chinatown.  The town hall always surprises me when I walk around the corner. Its such a beautiful piece of architecture.
I absolutely love that arc.

 
This was the street we found the restaurant we went to.  The red lanterns strung across the street every half block look incredible. I wish I had the photography skills to capture it.
Here's Molly in front of the restaurant we found for lunch. The one Molly had looked up was closed, but across the street we found a noodle restaurant called Nan Zhou Hand Drawn Noodle House. The menu was in both English and Chinese, and its so popular that people share tables with whoever walks in. We shared a table with a small family and a couple, both of whom ordered the beef tendon, which looked phenomenal. Two other items on the menu were marinated intestine and spicy pig ears. Molly and I weren't that adventurous (maybe next time) but I ordered roasted duck noodle soup and Molly got the same, but with egg and vegetable instead of duck. All the noodles are homemade (as the name of the restaurant suggests).
I cannot express to you how delicious this was. Nor does the picture do justice to the immensity of that bowl. I couldn't even finish half of it.  The best part is that none of the items on the menu are more expensive than 6 dollars. You can get a huge plate noodles in peanut sauce for $3!! They serve delicious tea in those little glasses to every customer, and the combination of the two was a perfect meal on a cold and snowy day. So happy we stumbled upon this gem.
Over lunch Molly and I decided that we were not done blogging even though we're back to our normal lives. Even if no one reads these, we get so much out of writing about our experiences.

After lunch, we wandered around Chinatown, stopping in grocery stores, bakeries, and craft shops.

Still wondering what this fruit/vegetable is....

This one Chinese arts and crafts shop had the most beautiful china on sale for nothing. They also had ninja suits on sale, in case you're missing yours.
 
So no trip downtown would be complete without a stop at Reading Terminal market, where Moll and I picked up ingredients for dinner (she taught me how to honey glaze brussel sprouts, yem).  We also stopped at 4th Street Cookies and got oatmeal cookies, straight out of the oven. 
 
On our way back to the car we walked through the town hall, and there was one solitary flutist playing. It was empty except for him, and it was so beautiful.

After stopping for some shopping, we drove home blasting exclusively country music, which may have been my favorite part of the day. Red Rag Top has been on repeat ever since I got home.

We're going to pretend we're abroad every Saturday, and we decided we want to bring someone we don't know really well each time, because exploring is such a fun way to get to know people. So if you're somehow reading this and like the activities listed above...let us know and come with us!! Later this semester we want to go see the Van Gogh exhibit at the art museum, a Moroccan restaurant called Marrakesh, to South Street, and to a funky vintage clothing shop neighborhood that we discovered early sophomore year. When the weather gets nice, we're also going to drive out to a park and go for a day long hike so I can relive my Cape Town hiking experiences. I'm so so excited for our Saturday adventures... Oh and Molly's going to post about today, and her blog is a lot cooler than mine, so check it out here.



Saturday, 7 January 2012

Sevilla

La Catedral en Sevilla
Thought you were rid of me and my long-winded posts, eh? Not so fast. The blogger in me has been struggling to get out for the past month and a half, so I'm back!! I tried to do this post several times, once losing an hour of work, so bare with me.

The last weekend I have pictures of was the weekend Russell and I went to Sevilla and Granada. Russell did a great job planning the whole thing, and it went off without a hitch except for the fact that I left my only winter coat on a bus, which was very unfortunate. I blame the fabulous, 65-degree-in-November weather.

We left Alcala really early and caught a train to Madrid and from there a bus to Sevilla. I normally dread bus rides, but driving through the countryside of one of my favorite places on earth was phenomenal and so worth it.

If I had studied abroad in Spain for this semester, I would have studied abroad in Sevilla. Its a good size, is in southern Spain (the REAL Spain), has incredible architecture and is a lot less expensive than the major cities.The people are so warm and friendly, the food is more flavorful, the music more upbeat, and the scenery the more beautiful. I should do a post on Cadiz to prove all this, but for now you'll just have to take my word for it and look at all the pictures (with Russell with a starring role).


I've always seen chestnuts on the street but never tried them. They are much of Europe's winter street snack of choice. While in Paris and New York they look sketchy, they looked delicious in Sevilla so Russell and I split a cone full. They were delicious. Haven't been able to try them since for fear of ruining the magic of this first batch.
An tiny chapel right next to our hostel.
Our first night in Sevilla we went to La Carboneria, a flamenco bar on Calle Levies. Many of the flamenco shows are upwards of 20 euros, but this one is free and probably just as good. Flamenco is unlike any other form of dancing I've seen: a weird mixture of melancholy, energy, and enthusiasm. Flamenco originated in Andalucia, so its best to see it there.
The other room at La Carboneria. 
 The River Guadalquivir
 We went on a free walking tour through Sevilla, my first of many, with an Italian student Felipo. Free walking tours throughout Europe are the best: customers pay in tips at the end based on your budget and how much you enjoyed the tour. They help you get your bearings along with hearing the history and legends of the city.
It was November and we were hot in jeans!
One of my favorite parts of Spain is Plaza de Espana. The Plaza was built in the late 1920s for the 1929 World's Fair, which ended up being relatively unsuccessful because of the Great Depression. However it wasn't a failure because it gave Sevilla some of its most beautiful architecture, which has undoubtedly provided for lots of tourist dollars to be pumped into the city over the past 90 years.
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I started getting into being a photographer with this camera and experimenting with angles, shadows, and frames. This is why I was so upset when I lost my camera, but no fear, I got another camera for Christmas, so future blog posts will always have pictures attached.
 The semi-circular plaza has representations of each province of Spain, done by artists from that region. Here is Russell and his best friends Don Quixote and Sancho Panza, two of the main characters from Cervante's masterpiece.

Torre del Oro
 Just takin a cruz.
The courtyard of the building where all products used to pass going from the New World to the rest of Europe. They stopped here to be taxed and assessed. 
 One of Christopher Columbus' graves. Because he has multiple graves, our tour guide joked that instead of  Rest in Peace, for CC its rest in pieces.
 View from la Giralda, the tower of Sevilla's cathedral which used to be the tower of a mosque before las Reinas Catolicas kicked all the Muslim citizens out of Spain in the late 1400s.  We went up just as the sun was setting and got a great view of the city, which is painted only in shades of white, yellow, and deep red.
One of my favorite things to do on my 5 week trek across Europe was to wander aimlessly throughout the cities I was living in, sometimes with a destination in mind and sometimes just to explore. As a lone young woman, this may have not been the best idea, but with the exception of my camera being stolen in Prague, I barely had any trouble. These walks led me to places such as this courtyard of a small museum. Russell and I met a man there who demanded to take our picture, saw some beautiful art, and admired the architecture. 

Sevilla was beautiful. From the bakery we found that was award winning and packed with locals to the various restaurants whose tapas we sampled, everything was delicious. The people we met there were so friendly, welcoming, and helpful to Americans. I can't say enough great things about Spain. When I got back from studying abroad there two summers ago, my friends tried everything to get me to stop talking about it incessantly. I can't help it, there's something about Spain that makes people fall in love.

To come: Granada, Barcelona, and maybe even Paris if I can steal Russell's pictures. I also want to write about Auschwitz and Budapest if I can because these two places left a huge imprint on me. My five weeks in Europe was absolutely unbelievable. I learned so much: not only from the museums I visited, the people I spoke to, and my friends who were studying abroad, but I also learned a great deal about myself. I cannot thank Villanova, the Connelly-Delouvrier Family, or my own family enough. I feel so blessed to have had this opportunity, and so happy to be home safe with my friends and family. If anyone reading this has any questions about hostels, sightseeing, or overall backpacking tips, feel free to contact me!


Tuesday, 20 December 2011

Christmas house

I've been counting down the days until I get home for Christmas for multiple reasons. Here are a few.
Wrapping Presents by the fire
Homemade gingerbread and peppermint hot chocolate for breakfast.
The extra ingredient to everything. 
Perfect mixture of belgian chocolate and ghiradelli chocolate chips
Grandma's favorite homemade peppermint bark.
Ugly Christmas Sweaters from Walmart
Cookies!

Dinner parties with family and friends
Grandma's House
Cooking with everyone
Curling up by the fire
Matching pajamas (all the cousins had them, bummed I didn't get a picture of all of us).
Sitting down to eat with 19 family members in the living room.
Christmas Eve Fish Feast and Grandma
My best friends!!