Dublin, Ireland
Paris, France
Venice, Firenze and Rome, Italy
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Friday, August 8, 2008
i miss
i'm back in the states
it's nice to be back in familiarity
but it's weird
i miss british accents
i miss eating pasta and pizza twice a day
i miss eating gelato every day
i miss eating crepes under the eiffel tower
i miss walking through the gardens at Versailles
i miss hiking through 200 year old graves to find jim morrison and oscar wilde
i miss realizing that we took the long way with the most stairs to the sacre cour
i miss whining all the up the 700 steps to the top of the eiffel
i miss the view of paris at night
i miss the champs elysees
i miss scoffing at the fact that mcdonald's has managed to take over europe
i miss wondering what is missing/what isn't working in every public restroom
i miss the joys of A/C in a bed and breakfast in rome
i miss watching the sun rise over rome from a roof top terrace
i miss the rocking sensation long after i've stepped off the metro
i miss watching italian men read newspapers in their boats on the canals in venice
i miss sydney's inability to lock or unlock any door in europe
i miss the piazzas in florence
i miss riding the train in italy
i miss the 2 am thunderstorm that shut off the power and made me pray for my life
i miss dublin's quaint little pubs
i miss Bath and the inexplicable awe it brought to me
i miss scotland's green hills and perfect cloudy skies
i miss the london underground
i miss the wonderful people of london
i miss london
and i miss every single thing about cambridge. all of it.
my friends
our TAs
Gregg
formal dinners
the cafe
auntie tea's
the river cam
punting
dojo's noodle house
grocery shopping for dinner because everything closes at 6
wetherspoon's
casey reading the declaration of independence on the 4th of july
faisel falling asleep in every single film studies class
consistent disappointment with the food choices in the servery
the outdoor market booths
my giant dorm room
rain
my creative writing professor
the floral archway to the headmaster's lodge
the gardens at school
walking the streets of town
i could probably continue this list for 3 days and not be finished.
i'll probably add to it.
i'm not as jetlagged as i was when i got to england, i actually slept last night
i don't think it's really hit me yet that i'm not in europe anymore
it's going to be rough
pictures coming soon i promise.
it's nice to be back in familiarity
but it's weird
i miss british accents
i miss eating pasta and pizza twice a day
i miss eating gelato every day
i miss eating crepes under the eiffel tower
i miss walking through the gardens at Versailles
i miss hiking through 200 year old graves to find jim morrison and oscar wilde
i miss realizing that we took the long way with the most stairs to the sacre cour
i miss whining all the up the 700 steps to the top of the eiffel
i miss the view of paris at night
i miss the champs elysees
i miss scoffing at the fact that mcdonald's has managed to take over europe
i miss wondering what is missing/what isn't working in every public restroom
i miss the joys of A/C in a bed and breakfast in rome
i miss watching the sun rise over rome from a roof top terrace
i miss the rocking sensation long after i've stepped off the metro
i miss watching italian men read newspapers in their boats on the canals in venice
i miss sydney's inability to lock or unlock any door in europe
i miss the piazzas in florence
i miss riding the train in italy
i miss the 2 am thunderstorm that shut off the power and made me pray for my life
i miss dublin's quaint little pubs
i miss Bath and the inexplicable awe it brought to me
i miss scotland's green hills and perfect cloudy skies
i miss the london underground
i miss the wonderful people of london
i miss london
and i miss every single thing about cambridge. all of it.
my friends
our TAs
Gregg
formal dinners
the cafe
auntie tea's
the river cam
punting
dojo's noodle house
grocery shopping for dinner because everything closes at 6
wetherspoon's
casey reading the declaration of independence on the 4th of july
faisel falling asleep in every single film studies class
consistent disappointment with the food choices in the servery
the outdoor market booths
my giant dorm room
rain
my creative writing professor
the floral archway to the headmaster's lodge
the gardens at school
walking the streets of town
i could probably continue this list for 3 days and not be finished.
i'll probably add to it.
i'm not as jetlagged as i was when i got to england, i actually slept last night
i don't think it's really hit me yet that i'm not in europe anymore
it's going to be rough
pictures coming soon i promise.
Saturday, August 2, 2008
mmmm spaghetti...
we're in florence now!
let's see...
in paris we basically did everything in like 2 1/2 days. arc de triomphe, eiffel tower at night (climbed 700 steps, saw the light show), versailles gardens (freeeeee), champs de elysees, place de la concorde, visited the louvre and saw mona lisa, sacre cour, notre dame and cemeterie pere lachaise where oscar wilde and jim morrison are buried. ate lots of crepes. sometimes that was lunch. yum.
then venice. BEAUTIFUL. we stayed in a place right off the grand canal. went to piazza de san marco, but there were hardly any birds. decided against the gondola, the cheapest one we found was 80 euro for 35 minutes. instead we rode the public ferry boat (like a public bus but on water) for a while. hehe.
then we stayed at a farm in solimbergo (northern italy) near trieste. recommended by Monique and Aron. super cute. delicious homemade dinner: pasta, salad, prosciutto, bread, and homemade red wine and pie. sydney and stacy swam in their pool. i didn't bring my suit :( so i just put my feet in. there was a crazy thunderstorm last night at the farm. like at least 30 flashes of lightning and tons of really loud thunder. lots and lots of rain. by this morning you couldn't tell it had rained and no one even mentioned it. must be normal. i wish we could have spent more time at the farm, Sasso D'Oro Agriturismo.
then we took the train to florence, or firenze as they call it in italy. very pretty. unfortunatly italy does not compare to america when it comes to bathrooms. sometimes it's just a hole in the ground. or a toilet with no seat. and it seems that it either has toilet paper OR running water in the faucet. never both. and finding the flusher is always an adventure.
tomorrow we're off to rome for 3 days.
overall it's been amazing, though i wish we had more time in each place. and that everything was planned out in more detail as far as our itinerary goes. lessons learned for next time. :) it's way hotter than i expected. and HUMID. we gave up trying to feel clean. the minute you step out of the shower you're sticky again. air conditioning is a luxury and a privilege. thank goodness our hostel in rome has it. i'm loving europe but i'm ready to go home. i want to lay around and not move for awhile. we've been doing a lot of traveling and lugging around heavy backpacks and sweating in this heat. there's a lot of things in america that we take advantage of. like ice cubes and toilet seat covers. but i've learned i can eat italian food every day of my life and never get sick of it. and the gelato over here is to die for. and i'll probably never be able to eat american pizza objectively again. one nice thing, they have diet coke everywhere here, or they call it coca cola light. so i can continue my addiction.
it looks like i won't be able to post more pictures until i get home. sorry guys. but there will be plenty to look at. i've accumulated about 500 photos in the past week, at least. well i only have a minute and a half left at this internet cafe. so until next time, arrividerci! ciao!
let's see...
in paris we basically did everything in like 2 1/2 days. arc de triomphe, eiffel tower at night (climbed 700 steps, saw the light show), versailles gardens (freeeeee), champs de elysees, place de la concorde, visited the louvre and saw mona lisa, sacre cour, notre dame and cemeterie pere lachaise where oscar wilde and jim morrison are buried. ate lots of crepes. sometimes that was lunch. yum.
then venice. BEAUTIFUL. we stayed in a place right off the grand canal. went to piazza de san marco, but there were hardly any birds. decided against the gondola, the cheapest one we found was 80 euro for 35 minutes. instead we rode the public ferry boat (like a public bus but on water) for a while. hehe.
then we stayed at a farm in solimbergo (northern italy) near trieste. recommended by Monique and Aron. super cute. delicious homemade dinner: pasta, salad, prosciutto, bread, and homemade red wine and pie. sydney and stacy swam in their pool. i didn't bring my suit :( so i just put my feet in. there was a crazy thunderstorm last night at the farm. like at least 30 flashes of lightning and tons of really loud thunder. lots and lots of rain. by this morning you couldn't tell it had rained and no one even mentioned it. must be normal. i wish we could have spent more time at the farm, Sasso D'Oro Agriturismo.
then we took the train to florence, or firenze as they call it in italy. very pretty. unfortunatly italy does not compare to america when it comes to bathrooms. sometimes it's just a hole in the ground. or a toilet with no seat. and it seems that it either has toilet paper OR running water in the faucet. never both. and finding the flusher is always an adventure.
tomorrow we're off to rome for 3 days.
overall it's been amazing, though i wish we had more time in each place. and that everything was planned out in more detail as far as our itinerary goes. lessons learned for next time. :) it's way hotter than i expected. and HUMID. we gave up trying to feel clean. the minute you step out of the shower you're sticky again. air conditioning is a luxury and a privilege. thank goodness our hostel in rome has it. i'm loving europe but i'm ready to go home. i want to lay around and not move for awhile. we've been doing a lot of traveling and lugging around heavy backpacks and sweating in this heat. there's a lot of things in america that we take advantage of. like ice cubes and toilet seat covers. but i've learned i can eat italian food every day of my life and never get sick of it. and the gelato over here is to die for. and i'll probably never be able to eat american pizza objectively again. one nice thing, they have diet coke everywhere here, or they call it coca cola light. so i can continue my addiction.
it looks like i won't be able to post more pictures until i get home. sorry guys. but there will be plenty to look at. i've accumulated about 500 photos in the past week, at least. well i only have a minute and a half left at this internet cafe. so until next time, arrividerci! ciao!
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