Bathrooms, Water, and Wifi

Most people believe that when their friends and family go abroad they are on the hunt for amazing souvenirs, the perfect picture, or the tastiest foreign food or beverage. But the reality is that the three things we have been hunting for most on this trip are; free bathrooms, cold water, and unprotected wifi. These things are much more difficult to find than one would believe and at times they would be considered desperately needed essentials. 

Bathrooms in Europe are a whole other animal than what we know in the United States. Many Americans would consider the restrooms of Europe to be dirty. However, when there is a strong enough need to relieve oneself dirt is often ignored. The other issue with these European bathrooms is that you must pay to use most public restrooms. We were always away from our hotels which meant that we often had to find the cheapest bathroom. This meant we would be on the hunt for a well priced restroom or we would all use the bathroom at a restaurant we stopped at. The lesson we learned from this: Go when you can even if you do not think you need to.

As soccer players we are all used to having water, a lot of water, all the time. Its part of how we strengthen ourselves as athletes. Therefore, everyone in our group carries around a water bottle which constantly needs to be refilled. France and Italy are filled with public fountains that spurt right from the ground or fall from ornate metal faucets. However, these fountains do not provide the ice cold water we are used to thanks to our athletic trainer. Nonetheless, these fountains have become the lifeblood of our group. When one girl found a water fountain they would tell the others and we would flock to it like gazelles to a watering hole. It would be much more challenging to keep up with our rigorous tour schedule without the availability of this basic essential.

Though wifi is not a necessity for daily living, we have become very dependent on it in our lives today. Wifi became even more important since we were abroad. We could not use our regular 3G data plans which meant that if we wanted to contact anyone from home or within our group it had to be done with the use of a wifi connection. Every girl downloaded various applications that would allow for them to communicate with the folks back home, all those apps needed wifi to work too. That meant that we hunted as aggressively for wifi as we did for water or bathrooms. When we got on a new train or bus, we checked if it had wifi. When we stopped at a restaurant, we checked if it had wifi. It turns out that Versailles, Notre Dame Cathedral, the Monaco Royal Palace, Dodge’s Palace, Leaning Tower of Pisa, and Academia Gallery all do not have wifi, so don’t bother checking when you go. Though we felt cursed and lost without access to our friends or social media, it was really a blessing in disguise to have limited wifi. We were able to open our eyes and take in as much as possible instead of burying our faces in our phones all the time. It seems like coach is determined to see every cathedral and museum we pass by so there is no time stop and tweet about the weather anyway. 

Catch Up and Keep Up

I wake up from a deep sleep on the bus to write a quick summary of what we have been up to since we arrived in Italy on Saturday.  We started with the Cinque Terra, a beautiful series of five coastal villages. This is the most picturesque beach property in Italy. We did not have time to swim  but we had time to “get our feet wet”, so to speak,. Plus, we were able to start our visit to Italy by tasting some amazing Italian food and gelato, and some of us even got to fight off a few gypsies.

After Cinque Terra (which was really Due Terra for us since we only visited two of the five villages) we had our first game! We played an Italian woman’s club and were victorious by a margin of 1-0. It was good to stretch our legs and be reminded what our goals for the fall season are. 
      After the game we went to our next hotel. The Grand Hotel la Pace is a five star hotel that exceeded all our expectations. Essentially this was a villa turned hotel, everyone had a differently decorated room and each was beautiful in its own way. We enjoyed two nights here and had a little time to take advantage of the pool, live pianist performances, and food offerings. On Sunday we had an impossibly busy day during which we visited Pisa AND Florence. I know people who have spent weeks or semesters dissecting Florence and we had only half of a day to see what that city is all about. We did “check out” David, the Duomo, and Ponte Vecchio. We also went to the leather market where haggling with vendors is the only way to shop. In Pisa we saw the leaning Tower and another majestic cathedral. Concluding our day of shopping and sightseeing by getting gelato before we headed back to the fine la Pace hotel.

*Disclaimer: In order to keep this blog accurate I had to check the itinerary we recieved at the beginning of the trip. We have visited so many museums, cathedrals, and cities that is is hard to keep then all straight. We’re living like rockstars in that we don’t know what city we’re in some nights.  

The Knight Bus

After taking the high speed train to South France, we were picked up by a huge, orange tour bus. This bus, driven by our phenomenal driver Julio, has become our second home and will remain so for the rest of this trip. The bus is equipped with an espresso machine to keep Julio going even after driving us around for hours through streets built for Vespas not massive buses. It fits our 55 person group fairly comfortably and gets us from poimt A to point B. The time spent on this bus is valuable. Its bed time. Our schedule is so dense that more than half of the group will fall asleep on even the shortest of rides. It is incredibly comical to wake up and see everyone around you drooping in their seats, drooling, or contorted in any way that lets them sleep “comfortably.” Of course the humor fades quickly as you fall victim to the sleep syndrome and become one of these disheveled nappers.

Cliché in Cannes

After taking in a few art museums in Paris we boarded a high speed train and barreled our way through the French countryside to Cannes in the south of France. Everyone greeted this beautiful coastal city with awe and excitement. It is so typical to say “Nice is nice” when visiting this part of France but “nice” is a highly accurate, even mild, way to describe Cannes and Nice. Both cities are home to beautiful ocean views. The water in Nice is a shade of aquamarine seen only in watercolor paintings. The shops in Cannes have exposed us all to real high end French retail and have left us defeated after realizing you cannot barter to lower the prices on designer goods. Having a day dedicated to shopping and going to the beach was just what we needed after escaping Paris’ busy streets. Most players chose to run along the shore in the morning. Then after a morning trip to Nice we returned to the lovely Hotel Eden in Cannes and took to the public beach with a vengeance. Beach soccer and synchronized swimming contests were some of the things that occupied our time this afternoon. The most interesting activity we did was attempt the “Exercise Ball Flip” which is when you bury half an exercise ball in the sand, then run and bounce on the half above ground, leap into the air, and (hopefully) execute the flip. The inventors and owners of this game invited anyone to try and about 5 of us accepted. One girl, Emma, was able to do the flip. Three of us, Kristen, Emily and myself, reached the jump phase of the trick but chickened out when it came time to do an aerial front flip. Sydney Bond, an All-American athlete and St Rose alum, made the bravest attempt but face planted from about 4 feet in the air into the sand in front of a beach full of curious viewers. It was hilarious and she was a great sport about it, didn’t even complain when the team made instagram posts and memes about the event. Altogether it was a great day in the South of France. Everyone enjoyed the great weather and amazing views. Jet-lag and fatigue have begun to wear off and the excitement is really only just beginning at the end of day 4.

Heartbreak in the City of Love

Day 2 in Paris brought more excitement and shameless tourism for the girls of Saint Rose Soccer. We started the day at Versailles, touring the beautiful gardens and elaborate palace. Then we ventured to Saint Chapelle and Notre Dame. Visiting such old cathedrals and churches gives us time to quietly enjoy something more solemn than when we galavant around the glamorous attractions in the city. I had the opportunity to light a candle in honor of my late grandfather in the Notre Dame Cathedral. We also had some free time to explore. Seeing the bridge of love locks across the river Seine was unique and charming. Seeing the back streets of Paris and avoiding getting hit by French drivers is also unique and charming in its own right.

Of course the biggest part of our day was centered around the United States World Cup game at 10 tonight. We hunkered in at a bar across from the hotel, wore our colors proudly, and chanted “I believe that we will win!” throughout the game. Then we suffered devastating heartbreak as the USA exited the World Cup after extra time and one lousy minute of stoppage time. We were furious at the abrupt conclusion to the game and at the Belgian supports who rubbed their victory in our faces. Though we lost today, we can’t help but have a sense of pride for our country and its unexpectedly good performance in this year’s cup.

Tomorrow we will be getting our last taste of Paris with visits to the Louvre and other art museums. Then we venture to the south of France where we hope to experience another French World Cup victory! Everyone is also a little excited to escape the tourist trap that is Paris in the 3-day short-term and experience more authentic French culture.

0 to 100

After a 4 hour bus ride, 3 hours in an airport, and 8 hours of flying Saint Rose Women’s Soccer finally arrived in Paris. Beautiful Paris, with its elegant sand colored buildings, ornate architecture, and charming wrought iron detailing on every street. We arrived tired but were prepared to fend off determined vendors, enjoy the beauty of this famous city, and snap pictures alongside hundreds of other jetlagged tourists. We went from 0 to 100 faster than Drake himself as we hit the ground running on Day 1.
People often complain that there aren’t enough hours in the day. Those people have never been on a trip with Coach, who’s unflagging energy and organizational skills packed all of the following into a single, crazy, never ending day;

Arrival at 3 pm (most people’s day would be half over, ours was just starting)
Climb the Arc de Triomphe
Check into the hotel
Late lunch (we got our priorities right by finding nutella crepes)
Drive through the Red Light District (unique experience)
The Basilica
Dinner (escargots are not bad folks!)
The waning minutes of a French World Cup victory over Nigeria
Experiencing a proper European celebration of a big international soccer win
Ascending and descending (via stairs) the Eiffel Tower
Concluding the day with orders to be ready for Day 2 by 7 : 30 AM

Though it feels like we have already been in Paris for a week there is still so much to explore. It is already tomorrow as we bid you goodnight from this beautiful city. I suppose there will be time to sleep when we’re dead.