From Words to Wanderings: Exploring the Musée de Égouts de Paris and Beyond

As I approach the final days of my Parisian adventure, I find myself reminiscing about the captivating moments that have enriched this journey. Among the array of remarkable places we've explored throughout this week, one place stands out distinctly in my mind: the Musée de Égouts de Paris, also known as the Paris Sewer Museum. In a city adorned with architectural marvels and historical sites, the Musée de Égouts de Paris may appear modest at first glance. Yet, when viewed through the lens of bookpacking, a term that has become my travel companion, it transforms into a treasure trove of literary connections. This is where the stories from the pages truly come alive, mingling with the tangible elements of the past and present. Just as a book holds the power to transport us to different worlds, the Musée de Égouts de Paris offers a similar journey, immersing us in the depths beneath the charming streets. It's not just a museum; it's a portal that bridges fiction with reality, reminding me that literature isn't confined to pages but has the ability to echo through the places that inspired its creation.

Walking through the Musee de Egouts de Paris felt like a journey into the very arteries of the city's past. As I strolled along the pathways tracing the flow of water beneath the city, I found myself transported to the pages of Victor Hugo's masterpiece. The vivid imagery of Jean Valjean's emergence from the sewers, burdened by Marius yet determined to find a way to safety, seemed to echo in the subterranean passages around me. The connection between these two experiences is profound. Just as Hugo's words brought life to the subterranean world in "Les Misérables," the museum breathed life into the historical significance of the Parisian sewers. Standing at the crossroads of fiction and reality, I could almost feel the weight of Jean Valjean's footsteps as he navigated this underground world. His emergence from the depths marked a metaphorical rebirth, shedding his past and embracing a new destiny. In a similar fashion, the Musee de Egouts de Paris offered me a chance to metaphorically rise from the depths of history, gaining a fresh perspective on the layers of stories hidden beneath the city's surface. The very emotions that coursed through Valjean as he carried Marius to safety seemed to reverberate within those underground passages. As I peered into the darkness that comprised the sewers, a sudden realization washed over me—an sudden realization of the monumental struggle Valjean had endured throughout his journey. The novel's depiction of the sewers as an intricate labyrinth, a place enshrouded in darkness, sprang vividly to life before my eyes. This newfound comprehension resonated deeply, reshaping my empathy for Valjean. While I had always comprehended the motivations and sentiments that steered Valjean's actions, standing in the Musée de Égouts de Paris prompted a profound shift in my perspective. It was as if I had traversed directly into the book's pages, sensing the gravity of Valjean's burdens, his fears, and his determination as if they were my own. This immersive encounter transcended mere words on a page; it forged a connection that was both visceral and emotional. The act of bookpacking, in this instance, elevated my comprehension of Valjean's character to an entirely unprecedented level, granting me an even more profound admiration for the intricacies of his journey through the novel's unfolding narrative.

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Musée de Égouts de Paris

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Inside of Palais Garnier

As my time as a bookpacker this summer comes to a close, I can’t help but reflect on this whole month-long journey. Embarking on this captivating bookpacking journey has been an extraordinary odyssey that has not only enlightened my perspective on literature and travel but has also fundamentally reshaped my understanding of the profound interplay between the two. With each footstep, I traced the paths etched by literary icons like Valjean, Cosette, Javert, Carton, Madame Defarge, and Darnay, and in doing so, I forged an intimate bond with their stories that defies the constraints of time and space. This expedition has magnificently unveiled the truth that literature transcends the mere confines of its pages; it manifests in the cobblestone streets, the majestic edifices, and the hidden corners that whisper its tales. From the iconic allure of the Eiffel Tower that towers gracefully over the Seine to the Tower Bridge in London, every facet of Paris and London appears as a living testament to its vibrant history. Each encounter, each vista, felt like a profound encounter with the echoes of the past. Engaging in the act of bookpacking has masterfully transformed these cities from mere tourist destinations into reverberating vessels that transport me into the heart of both fictional realms and historical truths. As I prepare to leave these captivating cities and take stock of the experiences I've experienced, a strong sense of gratitude washes over me. This expedition has not only been an adventure strewn with exhilarating discoveries and profound realizations but also a conduit through which I have come to understand the unparalleled capacity of literature to bridge the chasm between the past and present. Much like the transformation of Jean Valjean, my journey through Paris's labyrinthine avenues and literary tapestries has been transformative. It has kindled an even greater appreciation for the way literature can illuminate the corridors of history and weave us all into the shared narrative of the human journey. These precious moments, etched into my consciousness, will undoubtedly continue to reverberate as I move forward. They will be a steadfast reminder of the immense power that a synergy between literature and travel can yield. And so, as I take my leave of this captivating cityscape, I carry with me a newfound reverence for the captivating dance between words and the world, an enduring connection that has illuminated my path and will continue to illuminate the paths of bookpackers to come. Besides all that, I plan on continuing my bookpacking adventures on my own with novels of my choosing. This experience was new to me before this trip, but now I feel confident enough to be able to have an experience like this on my own.

A Few Steps in the Shoes of Jean Valjean

This quote from Les Miserables became our compass, guiding us along the very path that Jean Valjean walked each day, leading to Marius' grandfather's house – an experience that epitomized the essence of bookpacking. If I was ever asked to define bookpacking, I would recall this very adventure because I thought it embodied the true spirit of literary exploration. The eloquence of the quote's descriptive prose effortlessly transported me through time and space, bridging the gap between fiction and reality, and unveiling a seamless fusion of worlds. It bestowed upon me an acute sense of place, enabling me to navigate the novel's landscape with ease as if stepping into its pages. This rich and immersive experience deepened my understanding of the story's essence, infusing my journey with a profound connection to its narrative. Through the lens of this quote, bookpacking revealed itself as a transformative voyage, a pilgrimage of discovery, and a celebration of literature's enduring power to unite worlds.

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The starting point of my journey: the house of Jean Valjean.

Our bookpacking expedition commenced at Rue Sainte Croix, the very site that once housed Jean Valjean. As I cast my eyes upon the building, an initial disconnect tugged at my imagination; the bustling presence of a modern bank on the ground floor and the contemporary architectural style seemed to veer away from the world Victor Hugo had painted for us. Yet, determined to bridge the gap between the past and the present, I allowed Hugo's masterful words to serve as my portal, transporting me to a bygone era. In that transformative moment, my perspective shifted, and I found myself immersed in Valjean's world, perceiving life through his eyes, feeling the weight of his thoughts and emotions. As if walking in Valjean's very shoes, I embarked on his daily pilgrimage, retracing his steps while reflecting on the journey he once undertook. With every stride, the boundary between reality and fiction blurred, and I became one with the character, wandering the streets of Hugo's creation with a newfound depth of understanding.

As I meandered through the labyrinthine streets, an overwhelming surge of emotions washed over me, mirroring what I believed Jean Valjean must have experienced. Each cobblestone-paved alleyway and painted building exuded a distinct charm, and yet, beneath this beauty lay a profound undercurrent of sentiment. With every step, I delved deeper into the essence of this walk – a journey not merely through picturesque locales but a poignant quest to reunite with the sole soul Valjean held dear: Cosette. Hints of melancholy and solitude seemed to resonate within the very air I breathed, immersing myself in Valjean's shoes. As if pulled by an invisible thread of connection, I traversed the landmarks penned in the novel, meticulously following Valjean's every turn. This, I realized, was the essence of bookpacking – the fusion of fictional worlds with my reality, where the words of Les Misérables transcended their pages to manifest in the real world. If the book commanded a left turn, I obeyed without hesitation, feeling as if I had become one with Valjean himself, ceaselessly seeking his beloved Cosette amidst the bustling streets of Paris. The lines between the literary realm and my own blurred, forging a strong bond that transcended time and place, turning my bookpacking adventure into an immersive odyssey of empathy and understanding.

Drawing closer to Marius' residence, I found myself immersed in the profound emotions that enveloped Jean Valjean on this arduous journey. The weight of fear and nervousness he bore was palpable, leaving me contemplating the depths of his turmoil. I retraced the steps Valjean had taken day by day, and with each passing moment, I realized the gradual decline of his resolve. The once determined man, so desperate to see Cosette, now seemed to relinquish his grasp on hope with each successive endeavor. This realization struck me deeply, eliciting a whirlwind of emotions. I could sense the overwhelming sadness and loneliness engulfing Valjean's heart as he longed for his beloved Cosette. The journey became a metaphorical representation of the slow and agonizing dissolution of their connection. His journey, once fueled by unwavering determination, transformed into a tale of longing and loss, tugging at the heartstrings and leaving a reflection on the complexities of human emotions.

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Victor Hugo’s desk

Following the captivating walk through the footsteps of Jean Valjean, my bookpacking adventure led me to another insightful experience: Victor Hugo's apartment. Stepping into the very space where the brilliant mind behind Les Misérables once lived and worked was a surreal encounter that deepened my connection to the novel. The apartment exuded an eclectic charm with its contrasting colors and patterns adorning the wallpapers, a quirky touch that I was not a fan of. Despite my initial reservations, my focus soon shifted as I entered the room housing Victor Hugo's desk. It was in this very spot that Hugo immersed himself in worlds of imagination and creativity, weaving tales that have since left an indelible mark on the literary landscape. Observing the objects surrounding his desk, I tried to learn about insights into the man behind the masterpiece. The artifacts and mementos offered glimpses into his life, sparking my curiosity about how these very surroundings may have influenced his writing process. As I peered at the pages on his desk, I could almost envision Hugo himself, pen in hand, pouring his heart and soul onto the paper to craft narratives that would resonate across generations. The experience of being in the presence of his personal space enriched my bookpacking journey, allowing me to draw inspiration from the very essence of Victor Hugo's creative spirit. This encounter with Hugo's apartment not only enriched my understanding of the book but also served as a reminder of the power that spaces and environments can wield in shaping the creative process of an author.

Overall, I thought that these experiences were quintessential bookpacking experiences. I lived, breathed, and walked the book beautifully written by Victor Hugo. This experience has been influential in my understanding of the novel and I can’t wait to go on more bookpacking adventures like this one.

A Tale of Two Wonders: Disneyland Paris and the Eiffel Tower

The last few days in Paris have been an absolute blast as I had the magical opportunity to visit two iconic places that left me in awe. First, Disneyland Paris, where dreams came to life, immersing me in a world of beloved Disney characters and thrilling rides that filled my heart with joy. And then, the breathtaking Eiffel Tower, a symbol of Parisian elegance, stood tall, offering panoramic views that left me speechless. Both experiences fulfilled lifelong dreams, reminding me of the enchantment of embracing childlike wonder and pursuing our dreams. Join me on this blog as I relive the joyous moments and unforgettable encounters that made my time in Disneyland Paris and at the Eiffel Tower truly extraordinary.

The castle at Disneyland Paris

Stepping into the enchanting world of Disneyland Paris was a magical experience that transported me back to my childhood wonder. The moment I hopped off the metro stop conveniently located in the Disney Village, I could sense the palpable difference in the atmosphere. The Disney Village's vibrant buildings and the joy of families and visitors from around the world added to the excitement. The park's layout, a charming blend of Disney's signature magic and Parisian elegance, was a delight to explore. What impressed me most was the bilingualism of the staff, making communication effortless. The multicultural crowd added to the sense of unity and celebration, with visitors from various corners of the globe coming together to revel in the magic of Disney. Walking through the park, I was struck by the beautiful blending of Disney's signature charm with the unique Parisian touch. The park's layout, though reminiscent of its counterpart in Los Angeles, had an air of elegance and grace, perfectly complementing the surrounding city's ambiance. One could easily get lost in the intricately designed landscapes and the immersive themed areas, each one offering a delightful escape into beloved Disney stories. Among the many delights of Disneyland Paris, the food offerings were an unexpected highlight. Exploring the culinary delights within the park was an adventure in itself, offering a delightful fusion of traditional Parisian flavors and classic American treats. From delectable pasta dishes to mouthwatering milkshakes, each bite was a tantalizing revelation of cuisine. However, there was one particular treat I really wanted to try – the iconic Mickey Mouse-shaped meringue. Unfortunately, it seemed that many others had the same idea, as it was sold out by the time we reached the bakery. This news made me even more sad since it implied that the meringues were as good as I was told. Overall, my day at Disneyland Paris was nothing short of spectacular. It was a whirlwind of laughter, excitement, and pure enchantment. The park's immersive themed areas transported me to far-off lands and brought beloved characters to life. The joy on the faces of children and adults alike was infectious, and it was heartwarming to witness people of all ages embracing their inner child and embracing the magic of Disney.

The Eiffel Tower lit up at night

As the sun began to fall over Paris, I anxiously made my way to the iconic Eiffel Tower, a symbol of romance and everlasting charm. Although I had seen its beautiful beauty from afar, today was the first time I would get to see it up close. As I approached the wrought-iron masterpiece, I felt a rush of exhilaration mixed with awe, as if the tower itself held the key to the city's secrets. My parents had imparted invaluable tips, advising me to time my visit just right, and as the daylight began to wane, I reached the tower, eagerly awaiting the transformation that would unfold as the night draped its veil over Paris. As dusk descended, the Eiffel Tower underwent a mesmerizing metamorphosis, transitioning from a striking architectural wonder to an ethereal masterpiece that seemed to touch the very heavens. The evening air tingled with enchantment, and as darkness embraced the city, the tower shimmered like a celestial being adorned with a thousand stars. The interplay of light and shadow created a spectacular sight that captivated me in a moment of pure wonder, surpassing the boundaries of language to elicit a profound sensation of awe. The fascination of the Eiffel Tower drew me in, and I excitedly booked tickets to go to the top, anticipating the panoramic magnificence that greeted me. Patience proved a virtue as I joined the line, my heart filled with anticipation. And then, at last, I reached the pinnacle of this architectural marvel. From this height, Paris unfolded in front of me, its rooftops, unique architecture, and culture became so much more apparent to me. I could see the grand Arc de Triomphe lit up in the night sky, serving as a symbol of the city’s storied past. I could see the Seine River splitting the heart of Paris, separating the rich history from the intricate modernity. I felt more linked to Paris than I had ever felt before. It was a magical moment as I gazed into the metropolis that had captured so many hearts. As I dragged myself down from the tower, I knew it would be an experience I would never forget. The Eiffel Tower had opened the door to Paris' fascinating history and vibrant present, and I was delighted to have been there to see its wonderful transformation from day to night.

This week and a half in Paris has been everything I could have asked for and more. Disneyland Paris brought back cherished childhood memories, immersing me in a world of Disney magic and joy. The Eiffel Tower, a timeless symbol of romance, captivated me with its grandeur, especially during the magical transition from day to night. These places allowed me to have fun experiences while revealing more information about the city to me. I feel more connected to this city and its rich past through these experiences. These encounters also provided a welcome diversion from my usual stressful days. They gave me moments of freedom that I could use to make the most of my stay in Paris. I'm hoping to have more encounters like these in the coming weeks.

Transitions

Bonjour, everyone! What an exciting week it has been as we journeyed from London to the magical city of Paris. The shift from one vibrant metropolis to another was truly a remarkable experience, and I must say, Paris felt like an entirely different world that I instantly fell in love with. The captivating vibes, the exquisite architecture, and the delightful bakeries adorning every corner had me enchanted from the very beginning. Transitioning from London to Paris after spending ten wonderful days in the former was an exhilarating change. The language barrier, though challenging, added an element of adventure to my daily interactions. Attempting to communicate in my rather unpolished French with servers and locals made for some amusing yet enjoyable conversations. Admittedly, mastering the language is still a work in progress, but the effort to immerse myself in the local culture has been rewarding. Beyond language, the architectural transition between the two cities was equally fascinating. Parisian buildings exude a captivating charm, seemingly infused with life and history. Each stroll through the city reveals a treasure trove of diverse and exquisite buildings, which has become one of my favorite pastimes during this trip. Best of all, the transition of food was my favorite. We went from the relatively lackluster British food to savory, buttery pastries and French food. So far, one of my favorite things to do has been to try out a lot of the local bakeries and find pastries that I really enjoy eating.

The obelisk at the Place de la Concorde seen with the Eiffel Tower in the background

In the enchanting embrace of Paris, a city steeped in history and beauty, we embarked on a journey of transitions, retracing the paths of the past while embracing the pulse of the present. Among the myriad of captivating experiences, one stood out as profoundly impactful - a walk along the route once traveled by prisoners and Sydney Carton en route to the unforgiving guillotine during the tumultuous French Revolution. As we stepped through history, each step evoked a mix of emotions, a tapestry of reflections on how times have changed and how this very place had witnessed the transformation of human existence. The culminating moment came upon reaching the Place de la Concorde, where the echoes of the past coexisted harmoniously with the vibrant present. In this place of poignant significance, the words of Charles Dickens' novel, A Tale of Two Cities, materialized before my eyes, and I could almost hear the resounding echoes of his prose, painting vivid images of courage, sacrifice, and redemption. I marveled at the transition of this once somber ground, now transformed into a captivating monument that embraces the spirit of Parisian life, with the iconic Eiffel Tower gracefully soaring in the backdrop. This juxtaposition of past and present illuminated the power of transitions, transcending eras and weaving together the tapestry of time. Each location we visited during our walk through Paris whispered the stories of its transformation, inviting me to immerse myself in the evolving history and cherish the richness of each moment. In these encounters, I discovered the captivating magic of walking amidst the footsteps of history, allowing me to traverse the ages, witnessing the beauty of transitions, and envisioning the unfolding narratives that have shaped the soul of Paris.

The beautiful arches of the Conciergerie

One place that profoundly captured the essence of these metamorphoses was the historic Conciergerie within the majestic Palais de Justice. As I ventured into the shadowy halls filled with mesmerizing arches, an overwhelming sense of awe washed over me, realizing the sheer scale of this historical landmark exceeded my expectations. At that moment, my thoughts began to bridge the gap between the past and the present, as I delved into the history of this place, interwoven with the echoes of Charles Dickens' timeless narrative, A Tale of Two Cities Enveloped in the walls of the Conciergerie, I found myself transported to a time when it was more than just a museum open to the public; it was a place of immense sorrow and despair. The very symmetrical archways that now stood in stately silence once bore witness to countless souls awaiting their fates at the merciless guillotine. The weight of history hung unmistakably in the air, and I could almost hear the whispers of fear and anguish that once filled these very halls. Yet, amidst this profound historical transition, I felt a stirring of empathy and compassion, envisioning the harrowing conditions endured by those who were once confined within these cold, unforgiving walls. Through the lens of Dickens' storytelling, I could vividly imagine Charles Darnay's experience, confined to this somber place for over a year, battling with the inevitable fate of his life. The Conciergerie had undergone a profound transition from a place of oppression and sorrow to a beacon of historical preservation, preserving the moving legacy of the French Revolution. As I contemplated this transition, I was struck by the significance of every stone and archway, each imbued with layers of history that had witnessed the flow of human existence. I marveled at how the places we visited were not just stagnant historical sites but living testaments to the resilience of the human spirit and the enduring power of storytelling.

My week in Europe has been a remarkable journey filled with both physical and emotional transitions. Stepping away from the vibrant energy of London, I found myself embraced by the more relaxed and enchanting atmosphere of Paris. Although the adjustment is still a work in progress, each passing day brings me closer to fully immersing myself in the Parisian charm. Beyond the physical shifts, my perspective on history underwent a profound transformation as well. As I explored the present day locations, I couldn't help but envision the stark contrasts they held in the past, serving as witnesses to the passage of time. What once stood as a harrowing site of violence and despair has now transitioned into a symbol of unity and peace, illuminating the indomitable resilience of the human spirit. It's an important reminder that humanity possesses the remarkable ability to evolve and emerge from even the darkest chapters of our collective history. As I continue on this journey, I'm astonished by the ever-changing landscapes, each one a testament to the power of transitions and the infinite potential for growth and renewal.

Immersed in London's Literary Tapestry: A Week of Bookpacking Adventures

The exterior of Westminster Abbey, the final resting site of Dickens.

Already one week into the trip and there is so much to talk about. I had finally arrived in London and what a city this is. The Underground is so convenient and easy to use. The sights and smells were quite different compared to the United States, however, I was very excited to see what this week had in store for me. Bookpacking was something that I had never heard of before this class, so I was excited to try it. What is bookpacking you might ask? Bookpacking is exploring the cities from the lens of the novels. We will be walking through the streets where the author and the characters walked and we’ll smell the scents they smelled. Bookpacking is really about immersing yourself in the world of the novel to gain a better understanding of it.

During our first day in London, we delved into the essence of upper-class society, immersing ourselves in the world of Charles Dickens' "A Tale of Two Cities." We strolled through the opulent streets, passing by the exclusive clubs where influential men brokered deals. The iconic Saville Row presented itself with its array of skilled tailors, catering to the elite's impeccable tastes. As we approached Buckingham Palace, the grandeur of the royal residence left us in awe, symbolizing the epitome of power. However, it was inside Westminster Abbey where the lines between fiction and reality blurred. Witnessing Charles Dickens' final resting place, amidst the company of history's most eminent figures, was surreal and humbling. Standing in the same sacred space as the characters from the novel, we felt truly transported to the heart of Dickensian London, where power, intellect, and literary brilliance converged.

The following day deepened our immersion in the very fabric of "A Tale of Two Cities," as we ventured to places closely tied to the novel's narrative. The historic landmarks came to life as we stood before the Old Bailey and Newgate Prison, their presence evoking scenes directly from Dickens' masterpiece. Our lunch at Old Ye Cheshire Cheese on Fleet Street was nothing short of extraordinary, knowing that this was a favorite pub of Charles Dickens himself. The sight of an original edition of his novel adorning the wall added a touch of nostalgia and reverence to the experience. As we explored the locations of Temple Bar and Tellson's Bank, both integral to the plot, the connection between the novel and reality became even more tangible. The echoes of the past reverberated through the streets of modern London, subtly blending the bygone era with contemporary times. In these moments, we were transported back to the pages of Dickens' literary masterpiece, navigating the streets where his characters once walked. The historical essence intertwined with the vibrancy of modern life, offering a unique perspective on the timeless themes within "A Tale of Two Cities." Through a harmonious blend of history, imagination, and Dickensian phrases, we stepped into the heart of the book, embracing the past with a renewed appreciation for the enduring power of storytelling.

Inside of Sondheim Theater for Les Misérables

Throughout the week, our journey through historical London and our literary explorations were filled with captivating experiences, but the pinnacle of it all was undoubtedly witnessing "Les Misérables" at the Sondheim Theater. As it was my first time witnessing a live musical performance, I was simply blown away by the sheer brilliance of the production. The actors' voices resonated through the theater, bringing Victor Hugo's epic novel to life in a mesmerizing and enchanting manner. Having read "Les Misérables" prior to the show, I found myself immersed in the unfolding narrative with a profound appreciation for the intricate details. The familiarity with the book allowed me to follow the storyline effortlessly, enhancing my connection with the characters and their emotions. It was a surreal experience to recognize scenes from the novel, witnessing the seamless transition of Hugo's words into real-life settings and actions. The live musical brought out a ton of emotions as the characters sang and moved their way through the plot. As the final curtain fell, I was in awe of what I had just witnessed. This experience will definitely be one that I remember forever.

Another experience that was very interesting was the tour of Dennis Severs’ House. Stepping inside, I was immediately struck by the darkness and eerie ambiance that engulfed the place, evoking a sense of mystery and intrigue similar to a haunted house. It dawned on me that this was precisely how the characters in Dickens' novel might have lived. Every room within the house was meticulously arranged, exuding an aura of authenticity that brought the scenes to life. The meticulous attention to detail in each room immersed me in the characters' lives, making me feel like a resident of the house rather than a visitor. One aspect that particularly fascinated me was how the rooms were arranged chronologically, progressing through the years to showcase the changing times. It was a brilliant representation of the passage of time, allowing us to witness the evolution of history within the confined space of the house. Two of the most interesting things that I saw in the house were the computer hidden behind the wall and a Yankees cap outside of the last room. I was surprised when I saw the cap since Severs was from California.

Overall, this first week in London was way better than I expected. The city has amazed me at every corner, being so rich in history and culture. Bookpacking has been an incredible experience and has allowed me to immerse myself in a novel in a way that I have never done before. This unique approach to learning has enriched my understanding of both literature and history, intertwining the two in a way that captivates me. Seeing the settings and characters of Dickins’ novel come to life has allowed me to appreciate him more and relate more to the plot of the novel. I can’t wait to see what more this class has to offer in the coming weeks and make memories along the way.