One of the great things about some of the classes at NYU in France is the opportunity to visit certain museums that still have an entrance fee (despite our being “art history students” or “students of the EU”) on our already expensive tuition’s dime. Having spent the last two Wednesday mornings at the Musée Carnavalet learning about Paris’ history, our class took an early trip to Versailles to better contextualize the history of the palace.
It’s been a while since I’ve been to Versailles; so I was surprised and relieved to learn that the Jeff Koons exhibition was gone and that it had been replaced by another artist. For the art buffs, I’m sure the name of Japanese artist Murakami will ring a delightful bell; for me, though, it bears no significance. In any case, you can probably imagine the expression on my face when I saw some of the pieces on exhibit in contrast to Louis XIV’s 17th century decorated rooms. Somehow, the idea of cartoon-styled sculptures just didn’t bode well for me. It didn’t frighten or disturb me per say, but I just couldn’t help but be distracted from our professor’s lecture by the comedic contrast of the light and the opulent.
Anyway, this past Thursday marked American Thanksgiving (which I find a month late since the Canadian one was in October, but hey, I go to an American school so can’t say much now can I). The staff at NYU in France treated us to a dinner in the 13th arrondisement at Café Bibliothèque. Too bad that we didn’t actually get turkey (we got duck instead) for the meal. On a side note, is it just me or do the French not eat a lot of turkey? I seldom come across it in the markets. In any case, the gesture was still a nice one for those that are used to celebrating with their families at home, and the bottles of wine were a definite plus. I still reminisce, though, of the thanksgiving dinner that NYU in France hosted two years ago when I was a freshman, in which there was one turkey for every four people. The most important event of the evening, though, was learning how to say “gobble gobble gobble” in French. Thanks to Winston, I now know that the correct way to say such in French is “glou-glou-glou”
Cheers to those that had a wonderful weekend shared with friends and family, and to the great sales going on now. I managed to snag two movies, one season of One Tree Hill, and the first three seasons of Mad Men for only $55 USD on Amazon!
Thanksgiving picture courtesy of Jordan Johnson