From Popolo, I knew the general direction that I was going to need to travel in. From the plazza, I headed to the Spanish Steps, Mausoleum of Augusta, the Trevi Fountain, and stumbled upon the Pantheon (best stumble of all time). It was later in the afternoon, so the sun coming through the oculus was intense. It fell right on a sculpture of a woman pointing outward. Fantastic light quality. I was pleasantly surprised that it was free to enter here.
After being amazed by the Pantheon for awhile, I moved along to the Piazza Navona, then down to the Colosseum, Roman Forum, and Palatine Hill. It is going to be a struggle to capture in words how much was packed into this city. I know I didn't see it all, and I know I can't possibly do it justice by explaining each and every one in a blog. All I can say is this city is rich with history and varying types of treasures.
Day 3 was spent checking out some of the "new" architecture in the north side, including Hadid's new Maxxi Museum and Piano's Auditorium. The tour of the Auditorium was not open during the weekday, but I did get a chance to check out the new Maxxi Museum. There was a large exhibition of architecture competitions that added to the experience.Similar to the MoMA (since the MoMA and Maxxi are in a partnership), there is a competition for the design of the outdoor courtyard during the summer time. This year was a series of floating islands of perfectly green grass that would never grow in this climate without being watered and must need to be cut with scissors since a lawn mower could never work on this (quite literally) rolling landscape. It was great to see the exhibition of the different types of work that were presented for a competition of social architecture initiatives throughout much of Europe.
That afternoon, I hopped the train for the next leg of the trip in the Sorrento/Amalfi Coast area, home of the most spectacular day of the trip, hands down. I think this is best addressed with key words:
*Great group of people
*Great food
*Perfect weather
*Beautiful landscape
*Private boat rental
The best day began in the computer room. I heard two girls talking about what to expect the next day and inquired after listening to what they were referencing. That is when Paige, a lovely gal from Toronto, offered for me to accompany the next day on a private boat rental to tool around where we wanted. How do you say no to that? So the next day, I joined 4 other solo travellers and one couple for a perfect day.
The day began with a heart pumping drive to Sorrento from Sant Agnello. These Italian drivers are out of their minds (more to come in regards to that later). We safely made it to the harbor, boarded the two boats and took off. The weather was perfect, the water was awesome, and we were no longer in danger of crazy Italian drivers. The landscape here is comprised of cliffs, beaches, grottos, mountains, and sea. Everywhere we turned was like a postcard and we must have said 100 times "I can't believe this is how we are spending our Friday!"
We arrived to the Island of Capri and walked around for awhile exploring. This is one of the most expensive areas that I have visited, but you can see why. The setting is out of this world. Everyone has to boat in and out of the island to get to the mainland.
After this, we took off toward the famous blue grotto. However, we all decided waiting for over two hours to spend 5 minutes in the amazing cave was not worth it when we could keep driving and go to the green grotto. We would up in a little cove prior to the grotto. We almost had it to ourselves. Jumping off the boats, floating easily in the water because of the high concentration of water, and just having a good time. This cove was incredible, as was the green grotto. The cliffs rose sharply above us, the water was clean and clear, and there were few people. What more could we ask for?
We took our time in the cove and the grotto before heading off to the town of Positano. This town is another coastal town that sprouts from the cliff. The roads are notched into the mountains or hang from the edge precariously. Definitely nausiating for those with a weak stomach for buses on windy roads. But for those who can handle it, pretty awesome.
That night we grabbed some grub, served with a little lemoncino appertif, cleaned up, and enjoyed lounging on the roof of the best hostel of all time. A little history of Seven Hostel: it was made as a nice hotel. When the market could not sustain the hotel, it was converted to a hostel with free internet, a restaurant, two bars, rooftop patio, and sometimes nightclub. Luxury hostels without a huge luxury rate. (I now expect dividends from the increase in business due to this posting).
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Highlights
Since the last post, there have been travels through Florence, Rome (via Pisa for the tower), Amalfi coast, Nice, and Barcelona. All have been great for their own reasons. (Understatement of the century perhaps)
Florence provided enough Renaissance everything. Michelangelo's David at Accademia deserves the hype. It is much bigger than I thought it would be. There is a great level of detail and the fissure monitor system is pretty crazy too. Photos are prohibited, but there are replicas near the Uffizi Gallery...stop 2. This gallery is HUGE. The highlight for me was definitely Duomo and getting up in Brunellesci's dome. It is so wild to think that they built this huge building with a hole in the roof. The technology to span did not yet exist, but they knew it would in the near future. When you climb the steps up to the top, there is a stop on the inside to view the expansive fresco ceiling and then continues up to the top between the layers of the dome.
The market in Florence was (hands down) the best market I have seen to date. Fruits, vegetables, pastas, fish, meats, oils, vinegars, wine, cheeses, olives, jackets, purses, jewelry and more.
After Florence, I stopped in Pisa for a quick peak at the tower. I was somewhat skeptical of the hype, but then seeing a building that leans 15 feet off the vertical axis in person eleviated the skepticism. After some cheesy photos, I hopped back on the train to Rome.
Ah, Rome. First of all, though 2.5 days is not enough, it is enough to see a lot and move out. Day 1 included a trip through the Vatican City to view a dichotemy of art...pagan and Christian. I will spare you my thoughts on that. Regardless, the sheer number of busts and sculptures in the Vatican Museum is impressive. The main attraction of course is the Sistine Chapel and the Raphael Rooms. Word for the wise, go to these first when you are full of energy, then check out the rest of the gallery. Sistine chapel was tourism chaos if you were cattled through and pushed along by the guards. A large benefit of travelling a lot of these places alone is that you can fly under the radar and are granted more liberties. So when I sat on a bench to soak it up, they spared me their 'Keep moving' cadence. Besides, I was not about to be rushed through this part. Michelangelo laid on his back for years and years painting this. Again wtih the detail...he truly deserves the title of Master. That is not to discredit the other artists that labored on this masterpiece. The composition is stunning.
Day 2 was spent on a walking tour from Piazza del Popolo to the Colosseum and Roman Forum. To be described later...
Florence provided enough Renaissance everything. Michelangelo's David at Accademia deserves the hype. It is much bigger than I thought it would be. There is a great level of detail and the fissure monitor system is pretty crazy too. Photos are prohibited, but there are replicas near the Uffizi Gallery...stop 2. This gallery is HUGE. The highlight for me was definitely Duomo and getting up in Brunellesci's dome. It is so wild to think that they built this huge building with a hole in the roof. The technology to span did not yet exist, but they knew it would in the near future. When you climb the steps up to the top, there is a stop on the inside to view the expansive fresco ceiling and then continues up to the top between the layers of the dome.
The market in Florence was (hands down) the best market I have seen to date. Fruits, vegetables, pastas, fish, meats, oils, vinegars, wine, cheeses, olives, jackets, purses, jewelry and more.
After Florence, I stopped in Pisa for a quick peak at the tower. I was somewhat skeptical of the hype, but then seeing a building that leans 15 feet off the vertical axis in person eleviated the skepticism. After some cheesy photos, I hopped back on the train to Rome.
Ah, Rome. First of all, though 2.5 days is not enough, it is enough to see a lot and move out. Day 1 included a trip through the Vatican City to view a dichotemy of art...pagan and Christian. I will spare you my thoughts on that. Regardless, the sheer number of busts and sculptures in the Vatican Museum is impressive. The main attraction of course is the Sistine Chapel and the Raphael Rooms. Word for the wise, go to these first when you are full of energy, then check out the rest of the gallery. Sistine chapel was tourism chaos if you were cattled through and pushed along by the guards. A large benefit of travelling a lot of these places alone is that you can fly under the radar and are granted more liberties. So when I sat on a bench to soak it up, they spared me their 'Keep moving' cadence. Besides, I was not about to be rushed through this part. Michelangelo laid on his back for years and years painting this. Again wtih the detail...he truly deserves the title of Master. That is not to discredit the other artists that labored on this masterpiece. The composition is stunning.
Day 2 was spent on a walking tour from Piazza del Popolo to the Colosseum and Roman Forum. To be described later...
Thursday, July 7, 2011
My Bologna has a First Name...It's L-I-N-D-A
Linda and I met waiting for the train from the Ancona port and became instant friends. Sharing travel, life, and weird stories for 4 hours. I was invited to check out Bologna and stay with Linda so I did, and it was great. I don't know all of the site names like I did in the other locations, but the it did not limit the experience.
The first day I arrived, Linda and I bumped into her friend Ramiro on the street that informed us of a free showing of the Phantom of the Opera original movie in the public square with a live orchestra and opera singer performing. It was awesome. The piazza was filled with chairs that were chalk full. It was awesome. Subtitles to the silent movie in enlish, italian, and french.
If Venice is the city of canals, then Bologna is the city of street-front arcades and red brick construction. There is red brick everywhere! The city is much different from many of the others. It was not so metropolitan. More like a college town, with a strong youth presence who cares a lot about education and politics, and in turn it seems that the city cares for them as well. Also, this city definitely has the most bikes than any other so far. They were strapped to any and every sort of secure post or fence available. "Do not park" signs did not deter.
Day two was spent seeing some of the sights of Bologna including churches and a not-so-famous leaning tower. The afternoon in the park with Linda and Ramiro was great.
Additional perk: fresh, home-cooked food and clean laundry from a real washing machine rather than a sink. Yay!
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| New Friends, Linda y Ramiro |
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| Public Plaza outside 7 churches, Bologna, Italy |
Day two was spent seeing some of the sights of Bologna including churches and a not-so-famous leaning tower. The afternoon in the park with Linda and Ramiro was great.
Additional perk: fresh, home-cooked food and clean laundry from a real washing machine rather than a sink. Yay!
Cinque Terre, *sigh*
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| Old Town Dubrovnik port. Island of Lokrum in background. |
(Cinque Terre):
After the trip to Venice, I took the train to Riomaggiore. This is one of five small towns that comprise the Cinque Terre. Stone foundations and walls terrace up the mountainside; all of these were hand placed without mortar. The five towns are connected by a hiking trail that typically takes about 4.5 hours, but one of the trails fell subject to a landslide and the detour trail adds approximately 1.5 more hours, unless you take the shuttle between two of the towns as suggested, but since when am I someone who takes a suggestion.
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| Riomaggiore (Cinque Terre), Italy |
The work to hike up the bluff rather than along the coast was well worth it once I could see the view. One of the trails is more like a light, quick stroll, but the others are a lot of up, down, and around the rocky terrain. The views from the top were amazing, and though it doesn't make for the most spectacular of pictures, the overcast days were welcomed protection from the sun. It was still crazy hot and I met a few nice people.
During the first half, I met a family that invited me to join them for lunch half way through. Super nice people from Massachusetts. At the end of the hike, none of us had a difficult time justifying a dip in the Sea or a gelato. The next day was a relaxed day checking out the towns and a very random run-in with some people I had met during the travels in Prague. Really strange but awesome. Leaned out my window in this one street town of five towns at just the time that Dylan walked by. Awesome when life works out so well. Dylan and Brittany were two people I spent a fair amount of time with in Prague. :)
Also in the Cinque Terre, I discovered figs. Why am I so behind on this? I eat everything...not beans, but still. I have a new favorite fruit.
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| View from the Sea, Corniglia (5 Terre) |
They are so bizarre. From Riomaggiore, my trip took me to Bologna where I spent two days with Linda, an amazing, caring, little ball of positive energy that I met waiting for the train to Venice less than a week before.
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Welcome to Italy
After the trip to Dubrovnik, I caught the bus, then ferry, and finally train to Venice. The train was a bit of a headache. Reservations couldn't be made by the time I arrived, so instead of sleeping on the overnight as hoped, I sat on a tiny pull down seat in the hall outside the cabins for five hours. You would think after a night of no sleep, I would crash once I arrived, but Venice was a jolt of energy and I couldn't sleep.
So in a land of canals and bridges, what do you do?...get lost, and enjoy. The main streets often narrowed down to just a meter wide. In almost any other context it would feel like a dark alley, but here in a land populated by the extremely wealthy and/or tourists, it was perfectly safe and so much fun.
The bridges are everywhere and have a fairly common look until you arrive at the Constitution bridge near the train terminal by Santiago Calatrava. With a cost that exceeded the budget drastically, compromises the already deteriorating foundation of the city, and it's modern design, there isn't much for positive feedback provided by the locals. It is a little odd to traverse as well. Too low of a rise and long of a run.
San Marco square, San Marco church, the tower, Doge's Palace were all very cool. You could get lost in the city and the tiny streets and then open up to the grand public square. The floor of the church was incredibly uneven. They focused much of the structural stability at the perimeter, so the interior floor was all over the place. Connected to the back of the Doge's Palace is The Bridge of Sighs. Prisoners would be transported through this bridge before being locked up, the would see the beauty of Venice for the last time and sigh.
During my trip back from the island of Murano to see the glass makers, I walked the the park and back toward San Marco square on my way home. When crossing a bridge I noticed some minor commotion. An old man had fell and hit his head on the marble steps and was unable to get up. There was a couple of people helping, but he was obviously in terrible shape. I was so annoyed and saddened by all the stupid tourists walking over the guy like he wasn't there, continuing with their picture taking. I mean, come on people. The boat ambulance came, wrapped his head, and carted him away. It made for a reflective evening.
More to discuss on later trips to Cinque Terre, Bologna, Pisa, and now Rome to come soon. Peace people!
So in a land of canals and bridges, what do you do?...get lost, and enjoy. The main streets often narrowed down to just a meter wide. In almost any other context it would feel like a dark alley, but here in a land populated by the extremely wealthy and/or tourists, it was perfectly safe and so much fun.
The bridges are everywhere and have a fairly common look until you arrive at the Constitution bridge near the train terminal by Santiago Calatrava. With a cost that exceeded the budget drastically, compromises the already deteriorating foundation of the city, and it's modern design, there isn't much for positive feedback provided by the locals. It is a little odd to traverse as well. Too low of a rise and long of a run.
San Marco square, San Marco church, the tower, Doge's Palace were all very cool. You could get lost in the city and the tiny streets and then open up to the grand public square. The floor of the church was incredibly uneven. They focused much of the structural stability at the perimeter, so the interior floor was all over the place. Connected to the back of the Doge's Palace is The Bridge of Sighs. Prisoners would be transported through this bridge before being locked up, the would see the beauty of Venice for the last time and sigh.
During my trip back from the island of Murano to see the glass makers, I walked the the park and back toward San Marco square on my way home. When crossing a bridge I noticed some minor commotion. An old man had fell and hit his head on the marble steps and was unable to get up. There was a couple of people helping, but he was obviously in terrible shape. I was so annoyed and saddened by all the stupid tourists walking over the guy like he wasn't there, continuing with their picture taking. I mean, come on people. The boat ambulance came, wrapped his head, and carted him away. It made for a reflective evening.
More to discuss on later trips to Cinque Terre, Bologna, Pisa, and now Rome to come soon. Peace people!
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Dubrovnik: Pinch Me, I'm Dreaming
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I almost missed out on a bus to this amazing city. The website for bus tickets from Zagreb to Dubrovnik said they would need to be purchased on site. So even though I have preferred to error on the side of overly prepared, I went with it. Guess what! When I arrived in Zagreb, not only was the bus leaving at 21:00 full, but also the 22:30 and the following day at 16:00. There was nothing! I asked the woman at the ticket counter what I could do, she told me to go to the gate and ask the bus driver if there was by chance an opening. So that is what I did....and I got a resounding no, there is no room. OMG! I told him I didn't care if I was sitting on the stairs, I would. He chuckled and then realized I was serious, so he went to work talking to the other people coordinating the buses to Dubrovnik. I, on the other hand, sent a little message to the big man for a little assistance. It all worked. I got a spot!!!
So, now I am in Dubrovnik and I didn't have to sit on the stairs of the bus to get here. It is literally like I have died and gone to paradise. So unbelievable that less than 15 years ago, this area was ravaged by war. Croatia has fought hard for its independence.
I spent today familiarizing myself and getting too much sun. No matter how much sunscreen I put on, it still ate me alive. Well worth it. The scenery is amazing, the beaches are beautiful. There are numerous islands scattered about that daily excursions can be taken to. The old town is gorgeous as well. I have two more full days here and I plan to live it up, and get to know this place. I cannot believe I have not heard more about this place prior to this trip. So incredible. Now to decide what there is time for...cable car to the top of the mountain, island excursion, 1/2 day kayak around the islands, of course the wall tour. Hmm. :)
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I almost missed out on a bus to this amazing city. The website for bus tickets from Zagreb to Dubrovnik said they would need to be purchased on site. So even though I have preferred to error on the side of overly prepared, I went with it. Guess what! When I arrived in Zagreb, not only was the bus leaving at 21:00 full, but also the 22:30 and the following day at 16:00. There was nothing! I asked the woman at the ticket counter what I could do, she told me to go to the gate and ask the bus driver if there was by chance an opening. So that is what I did....and I got a resounding no, there is no room. OMG! I told him I didn't care if I was sitting on the stairs, I would. He chuckled and then realized I was serious, so he went to work talking to the other people coordinating the buses to Dubrovnik. I, on the other hand, sent a little message to the big man for a little assistance. It all worked. I got a spot!!!
So, now I am in Dubrovnik and I didn't have to sit on the stairs of the bus to get here. It is literally like I have died and gone to paradise. So unbelievable that less than 15 years ago, this area was ravaged by war. Croatia has fought hard for its independence.
I spent today familiarizing myself and getting too much sun. No matter how much sunscreen I put on, it still ate me alive. Well worth it. The scenery is amazing, the beaches are beautiful. There are numerous islands scattered about that daily excursions can be taken to. The old town is gorgeous as well. I have two more full days here and I plan to live it up, and get to know this place. I cannot believe I have not heard more about this place prior to this trip. So incredible. Now to decide what there is time for...cable car to the top of the mountain, island excursion, 1/2 day kayak around the islands, of course the wall tour. Hmm. :)
Monday, June 20, 2011
Breakups are Difficult
Dear Nutella,
The past several weeks have been amazing. You always seem to be there for me. I am afraid, however, that this is becoming a co-dependent relationship. It is me, not you. Also, I have been starting to see Gelato since it has been getting warmer and that is going great. Gelato changes to whatever I need and cools me down when things get too hot. I will miss you.
Sincerely,
Tina
The past several weeks have been amazing. You always seem to be there for me. I am afraid, however, that this is becoming a co-dependent relationship. It is me, not you. Also, I have been starting to see Gelato since it has been getting warmer and that is going great. Gelato changes to whatever I need and cools me down when things get too hot. I will miss you.
Sincerely,
Tina
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Budapest: Why not?
This stop was not one of the originally intended stops during the venture through Europe, but when 4 people in different and separate conversations within 2 hours list this as a 'do not miss' destination, I listened. And I am so glad I did. The city has so much to offer, and beautiful vistas. The large hills, Danube river, and city are enough, but add the combination of a church and hospital set in a cave, the Jewish quarter, Sunday open air markets, and the thermal baths, and it is like hitting the jackpot.
Everywhere within the city is a beautiful and ornate building. The styles of construction are so drastically different: art nouveau (and a lot of it), gothic, moorish, classic, bauhaus...palaces, parks, churches, synagogues, museums. This place is amazing.
My first night, I took a walk to the Syéchenyi Chain Bridge upon the request of Rebeka from the hostel. Built in the 1840's, this suspension bridge created the link of Buda and Pest, was the first bridge to cross the Danube, and was the longest bridge constructed up to that time.
The intent of the trip to the bridge was to ascend to the top of the tunnel that passed through the hill to photograph, sketch, and be there to see the bridge light up at 9 pm from a glorified position on the hill. I got more than I bargained for. As I sat there sketching and trying to ignore the couple making out on the bench next to me (awkward) I noticed that the car traffic was no longer crossing the bridge and police had secured the bridge and the roundabout. When a man arrived with a camera much larger than the average avid tourist, I found a better spot to see what was happening.
Across the river, from behind the buildings, a stream of little torches started pouring out and across the bridge. I was now amidst a demonstration. Not to worry though. Pretty much the safest protest to be a part of. Firefighters and policemen protesting the elimination of their pensions. The sight of the people crossing the lit bridge with their torches was really beautiful. (There is a pic, but I am unable to post pictures at the moment.)
The two people that helped me figure out what was going on with the protest, then offered to show me around some of the city sights at night. It was pretty cool to get a local tour by really nice people who seemed to know a lot about the majority of the monuments. We went to the City Park, by the Opera and the Parliament and then to a Turkish place to eat. The food was amazingly tasty and so cheap. 900 forents ($4.50) for enough lamb kabob to feed me for 2 days.
The next day, I went and enjoyed the thermal baths. The water comes out of the springs too hot for humans, so it is mixed with cooler water. Imagine an amazing, old, mosaic building with indoor and outdoor baths\pools, hot and cool, saunas, steam showers, and a wave pool. Just what the doctor ordered. My feet (after traveling for 3 weeks by foot) were very pleased as well.
Today was a day of open air markets, sight-seeing, and a jog through the City Park. I saw the Parliament in its huge gothic gloriousness, St. Stephan's Church (same name as the cathedral in Vienna, but two very different styles), The Great Synagogue, Elizabeth Park, and literally unlimited beautiful buildings. I often prefer the buildings in disrepair more than those well preserved. I saw one block that had old bullet marks all over the facade. That sight was after the visit to the synagogue where the history of the persecution of Jews and their remembrance were on display. It is unbelievable to imagine in this currently civilized city. Living in a place with so much destruction, hate and terror such a short time ago. It made for a sobering afternoon.
I am now at the hostel. Ready for another day and a half here before catching the train and bus to Dubrovnik, Croatia. Another stop not on the original schedule, but I figure the odds of making a stop in Croatia after this trip are limited, so Dubrovnik, here I come.
Everywhere within the city is a beautiful and ornate building. The styles of construction are so drastically different: art nouveau (and a lot of it), gothic, moorish, classic, bauhaus...palaces, parks, churches, synagogues, museums. This place is amazing.
My first night, I took a walk to the Syéchenyi Chain Bridge upon the request of Rebeka from the hostel. Built in the 1840's, this suspension bridge created the link of Buda and Pest, was the first bridge to cross the Danube, and was the longest bridge constructed up to that time.
The intent of the trip to the bridge was to ascend to the top of the tunnel that passed through the hill to photograph, sketch, and be there to see the bridge light up at 9 pm from a glorified position on the hill. I got more than I bargained for. As I sat there sketching and trying to ignore the couple making out on the bench next to me (awkward) I noticed that the car traffic was no longer crossing the bridge and police had secured the bridge and the roundabout. When a man arrived with a camera much larger than the average avid tourist, I found a better spot to see what was happening.
Across the river, from behind the buildings, a stream of little torches started pouring out and across the bridge. I was now amidst a demonstration. Not to worry though. Pretty much the safest protest to be a part of. Firefighters and policemen protesting the elimination of their pensions. The sight of the people crossing the lit bridge with their torches was really beautiful. (There is a pic, but I am unable to post pictures at the moment.)
The two people that helped me figure out what was going on with the protest, then offered to show me around some of the city sights at night. It was pretty cool to get a local tour by really nice people who seemed to know a lot about the majority of the monuments. We went to the City Park, by the Opera and the Parliament and then to a Turkish place to eat. The food was amazingly tasty and so cheap. 900 forents ($4.50) for enough lamb kabob to feed me for 2 days.
The next day, I went and enjoyed the thermal baths. The water comes out of the springs too hot for humans, so it is mixed with cooler water. Imagine an amazing, old, mosaic building with indoor and outdoor baths\pools, hot and cool, saunas, steam showers, and a wave pool. Just what the doctor ordered. My feet (after traveling for 3 weeks by foot) were very pleased as well.
Today was a day of open air markets, sight-seeing, and a jog through the City Park. I saw the Parliament in its huge gothic gloriousness, St. Stephan's Church (same name as the cathedral in Vienna, but two very different styles), The Great Synagogue, Elizabeth Park, and literally unlimited beautiful buildings. I often prefer the buildings in disrepair more than those well preserved. I saw one block that had old bullet marks all over the facade. That sight was after the visit to the synagogue where the history of the persecution of Jews and their remembrance were on display. It is unbelievable to imagine in this currently civilized city. Living in a place with so much destruction, hate and terror such a short time ago. It made for a sobering afternoon.
I am now at the hostel. Ready for another day and a half here before catching the train and bus to Dubrovnik, Croatia. Another stop not on the original schedule, but I figure the odds of making a stop in Croatia after this trip are limited, so Dubrovnik, here I come.
Vienna
Voted world's most livable city, there is no question why. First and foremost, of all the cities I have visited, this has felt the most secure for a large city. It has quite a lot to offer: history, museums, parks, palaces and palatial gardens, night life and friendly people. Upon checking into the hostel, I met 4 fun and friendly girls from Guadalajara, Mexico, quick to invite me as an honorary group member.
We took a trip to the old town, visited St. Stephan's Cathedral, street performers, grabbed some food from a street vendor and enjoyed teasing eachother. St. Stephan's was very interesting. Knowing that the building would likely sustain damage during WWII, the valuable artifacts and stained glass windows were carefully removed and preserved below for safekeeping. The efforts would not save the original windows. Attacks on surrounding buildings set the roof of the cathedral ablaze and almost all the original windows were destroyed. They are now replaced with cheap glass windows with colored plastic film strewn across it. It makes for a cheap look, but the effect of the sun shining through the plastic makes for dramatic and prismatic effects on the grey interior. The roof of the church, also destroyed, was replaced by a beautiful and colorful tile roof.
There are several palaces within Vienna. The most memorable for me was Schőnbrunn Palace. While we were not able to venture through the 1,441 rooms it offered, we were able to hike up through the palace gardens to the monumental gate which offered a stunning view of the city.
Tuesday night, we joined to make a team of 11 with the hostel employee that took a trip to the city to an electronic club located in an abandoned subway station. It was split in two components, an outdoor relaxation area by the Danube River and an interior dance area. One of Vienna's most infamous underground club, Flex was a fun time, even on a Tuesday.
During our walk home, we saw much of the city that we did not see during the day and got a history lesson from the hostel employee discussing the Parliament, Museum Quarter, Hitler speeches, etc. It was good to get a local perspective of the area.
The next day, after the girls gave farewell hugs I set out alone for awhile. Having the Kindle with the history of the locations has made the experience much more rich than blindly wandering through the cities. I set up in a park near the Hamburg Palace, read more about Vienna and met two more people. One a guy from California, playing guitar to make money and travel Europe, and the other a local female. They both had interesting perspectives on life and humanity which made for more fun conversation. Questions at hand, why do people come to a city and visit H&M when they are everywhere, and how street graffiti and art can provide lessons on humanity.
I searched for an art scene outside of the museums, but there appears to be little in Vienna proper.
One of my favorites for the day, frozen Greek yogurt gelato with mango swirl in the park!
We took a trip to the old town, visited St. Stephan's Cathedral, street performers, grabbed some food from a street vendor and enjoyed teasing eachother. St. Stephan's was very interesting. Knowing that the building would likely sustain damage during WWII, the valuable artifacts and stained glass windows were carefully removed and preserved below for safekeeping. The efforts would not save the original windows. Attacks on surrounding buildings set the roof of the cathedral ablaze and almost all the original windows were destroyed. They are now replaced with cheap glass windows with colored plastic film strewn across it. It makes for a cheap look, but the effect of the sun shining through the plastic makes for dramatic and prismatic effects on the grey interior. The roof of the church, also destroyed, was replaced by a beautiful and colorful tile roof.
There are several palaces within Vienna. The most memorable for me was Schőnbrunn Palace. While we were not able to venture through the 1,441 rooms it offered, we were able to hike up through the palace gardens to the monumental gate which offered a stunning view of the city.
Tuesday night, we joined to make a team of 11 with the hostel employee that took a trip to the city to an electronic club located in an abandoned subway station. It was split in two components, an outdoor relaxation area by the Danube River and an interior dance area. One of Vienna's most infamous underground club, Flex was a fun time, even on a Tuesday.
During our walk home, we saw much of the city that we did not see during the day and got a history lesson from the hostel employee discussing the Parliament, Museum Quarter, Hitler speeches, etc. It was good to get a local perspective of the area.
The next day, after the girls gave farewell hugs I set out alone for awhile. Having the Kindle with the history of the locations has made the experience much more rich than blindly wandering through the cities. I set up in a park near the Hamburg Palace, read more about Vienna and met two more people. One a guy from California, playing guitar to make money and travel Europe, and the other a local female. They both had interesting perspectives on life and humanity which made for more fun conversation. Questions at hand, why do people come to a city and visit H&M when they are everywhere, and how street graffiti and art can provide lessons on humanity.
I searched for an art scene outside of the museums, but there appears to be little in Vienna proper.
One of my favorites for the day, frozen Greek yogurt gelato with mango swirl in the park!
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Romanced by Prague
After Brittany and Dylan took off after the four of us had breakfast, Armand and I thought we would check out the bone church an hour from Prague in Kutna Hora. The interiors of this building is decorated with columns, pyramids, crests, and a chandellier made entirely of human bones. I thought it would be chilling, but the narrative on it was quite nice. IHS is constructed of bones, meaning (Jesus, the Savior of Humanity). After reading that and knowing that this was the result of over 40,000 who died from the plague, there were no chills to be had. It was mostly amazing, interesting, and kind of nice to know that these bodies were cared for enough that something was done with them after they had all died.
Varying types of religious materialization. From the bones of Kutna Hora to the Theological Hall of the Strahov Monastery, this 17th century library housed many copies of the bible translated into different languages. The monastery also included curiousities and interests of the time. The library is very well preserved and the frescos were gorgeous.
Prague. Oh how I love thee. The ride from Berlin to Prague went from a flat terrain to a beautiful, hilly, rocky landscape. People have constructed their villages where they could. On top of cliffs, and in deep valleys. It made for an amazing train ride.
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| Train Ride from Berlin to Prague |
Prague itself is beautiful. Like most cities, there are areas to be avoided. Mainly near the train station, but the city is the perfect combination on what God has created and what man has made of those things. The landscape, buildings, everything was great. Not to mention it was a bit cheaper than my previous locations. The city is well preserved since the wars did not wreak havok on the original design. The streets and sidewalks throughout are hand-laid cobble stones. The amount of labor it must have taken (and still does) is incredible to me. I love when the grass peaks up between them. Many of the streets are intimately narrow.
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| Near the Palace overlooking Prague |
The hostel location was more than ideal, it was perfect. It was literally right in the heart of the Old Town. One of the best people watching places. Between all the tourists, Ghost tours, pub crawl groups, 6 person table bike flying downhill, smelling the ham on the spicket, and the locals, there is never a dull moment. It was good to grab a beer with the people I met at the hostel, and watch the sights in the square. Even when it rained the first night, we just pulled up shop under an overhang and watched. I had a great time meeting Dylan and Brittany from California and Armand from Dallas within the days.
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Jesus, the Savior of Humanity. Kutna Hora |
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Strahov Monastary, Theological Hall. Look at those frescos! |
Within the Palace confines, there were well preserved 17th century houses. The people lived so simply and in such small quarters.
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| Preserved 17th Century Houses on the Golden Road, Palace property |
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| Old Town Square (Hostel in the alley on the left of church) |
After spending a few days with great company, I tackled the last day (Sunday) alone. It was nice to go at my own pace depending on my mood. I made it back up to the palace, cathedral, monastery, through the park to the giant metronome and skater park, down through the beer garden and to the hostel in time to go to dinner with three new lasses from Scotland. We enjoyed some local food and beer at Pivovarsky Dum. If you ever find yourself in Prague, do not miss this place. It was the best food I have had so far and was extremely reasonable in price.
Next I am off to Vienna. I am excited to see more.
Monday, June 6, 2011
Berlin
Now comes Berlin. This. City. Is. Huge. I spent all day walking around and only saw a bit of it. I started by the Bahnof Zoo, headed through the Tiergarten, up past the Victory column, to the Reichstag (currently under high alert for fears of terrorism), Brandenburg Gate, Unter den Linden, and the Dom. The Museum for the German people was crazy. The annex by IM Pei was well done and simple in contrast to the old building. The museum and all the sights provided for a lot of time and reflection on how people treat eachother. I don't think I will ever understand. Tomorrow will include a trip up to the Philharmonie (orchestra hall) and some of the museums that are typically closed on Mondays.
I think Wednesday, however, merits a day off. Going to find a beach and bring my 'book' and relax before hopping the train to Prague. There is still a portion of the wall that is up on my way to the beach, so it will not be a totally mindless day.
By the way, for those of you considering travel where several guidebooks will be necessary, my Kindle has been essential in saving space and weight.
For those of you who know me well, and most of you do, the language barrier has provided A LOT of time for silent reflection, completely out of character to be quiet so long in a daz. It has been really nice though. Hopefully if I feel the need to burst out and start talking, there is someone around to make conversation with.
By and large, people in all cities have been nice. Whether they understand or not. I don't typically need to ask for to much, so I suppose that helps. The hostels have been not at all like the scary movie that half of my so-called friends said I should watch prior to the trip. Jerks. ;) They have been clean and secure and in really great locations.
I am about to run out of time on the internet, so until next time.
P.S. I think there was a typo in the previous post. Should have been Kolumba in cologne.
I think Wednesday, however, merits a day off. Going to find a beach and bring my 'book' and relax before hopping the train to Prague. There is still a portion of the wall that is up on my way to the beach, so it will not be a totally mindless day.
By the way, for those of you considering travel where several guidebooks will be necessary, my Kindle has been essential in saving space and weight.
For those of you who know me well, and most of you do, the language barrier has provided A LOT of time for silent reflection, completely out of character to be quiet so long in a daz. It has been really nice though. Hopefully if I feel the need to burst out and start talking, there is someone around to make conversation with.
By and large, people in all cities have been nice. Whether they understand or not. I don't typically need to ask for to much, so I suppose that helps. The hostels have been not at all like the scary movie that half of my so-called friends said I should watch prior to the trip. Jerks. ;) They have been clean and secure and in really great locations.
I am about to run out of time on the internet, so until next time.
P.S. I think there was a typo in the previous post. Should have been Kolumba in cologne.
Saturday, June 4, 2011
One day in Köln
A lot has happened in such a short amount of time. After St. Paul's Cathedral, there were trips to WESTMINSTER ABBEY!!! Regent Street, Notting Hill, Portabello Market, Parliament and Big Ben, Tate Britain, Buckingham Palace,Tate Modern, and Somerset House to watch a captivating conversation about Architecture and Poetry that Alena Sakalouski Johnson presented in as well. So much!
My trip in London was capped off nicely. While waiting to book my ticket to the ferry out of the UK to the Netherlands, I met a group of 4 that were headed to Amsterdam and a guy on holiday from the UK. We decided it would be a good idea to try to make the most of the ferry ride by hanging out as a group and playing cards. It worked. We had a great time.
The ferry was like a cruise ship with all the spoils. The only perk I was extremely excited about was the private room, with a pristinely clean bathroom and two fluffy pillows!
When we arrived to Höek van Holland, we all mostly split up. The guy from the UK and I were heading in the same direction, so we hopped the train and had informative conversations until we split. He understands the ins and outs of EU travel more than I do.
Now I am in Köln (Cologne) Germany. It is beautiful. I went to two starkly contrasted buildings today that were equally captivating: Cologne Cathedral and Kolumbo Museum (the latter by Peter Zumthor). There is also a nice Old Köln as well. The parks were just bustling with people. The water features in both London and Köln tend to be the family play zones during the warmer months. It is so heartwarming to see all the families and people spending time together outdoors.
Tomorrow I have a couple more places I would like to visit before catching my train to Berlin. I will have to try to upload pictures later.
Bye until then.
My trip in London was capped off nicely. While waiting to book my ticket to the ferry out of the UK to the Netherlands, I met a group of 4 that were headed to Amsterdam and a guy on holiday from the UK. We decided it would be a good idea to try to make the most of the ferry ride by hanging out as a group and playing cards. It worked. We had a great time.
The ferry was like a cruise ship with all the spoils. The only perk I was extremely excited about was the private room, with a pristinely clean bathroom and two fluffy pillows!
When we arrived to Höek van Holland, we all mostly split up. The guy from the UK and I were heading in the same direction, so we hopped the train and had informative conversations until we split. He understands the ins and outs of EU travel more than I do.
Now I am in Köln (Cologne) Germany. It is beautiful. I went to two starkly contrasted buildings today that were equally captivating: Cologne Cathedral and Kolumbo Museum (the latter by Peter Zumthor). There is also a nice Old Köln as well. The parks were just bustling with people. The water features in both London and Köln tend to be the family play zones during the warmer months. It is so heartwarming to see all the families and people spending time together outdoors.
Tomorrow I have a couple more places I would like to visit before catching my train to Berlin. I will have to try to upload pictures later.
Bye until then.
Friday, June 3, 2011
Ferry: Think Cruise Ship not ferry
I just arrived in Hoek van Holland this morning and will be catching the train to Cologne via Rotterdam. All is well. This ferry was like a dream with a private room and hot breakfast. Time to run!
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Favorable Winds
On Sunday, I awoke to see the ocean below. The flight was just getting ready to cross over Ireland on the way to the UK.
Typical London
Once in the UK, I collected my bag and took the express train to Pattingson Station north of Hyde Park in London. I wasn't quite sure what to expect for the hostel, but it has turned out to be quite nice. Located in a quaint neighborhood off the main streets by 3 blocks or so. My roommies have also been great. I am in a room with 7 others for the first few days. They are from Germany, Central France, Sweden, and China.
Meet Monika (Tower London giant sword)
I have been touring with one of them. Her name is Monika and she is from Munich. In the day and a half of travel, we have managed to go to the Marble Arch, Hyde Park, Kensington Gardens, Tower London, Tower Bridge, St. Paul's Cathedral, the Millenium Bridge, and Shakespear's Globe.
From Tower London (home of the Crown Jewels toward London Small S Nelon Building
Shakespear's Globe is funny. We just came across it while walking across the Millennium Bridge. We were told that we could get tickets for £5 to see Much Ado About Nothing with Eve Best from Nurse Jackie or The King's Speech. It was a spontaneously amazing show. The acoustics, building and actors were wonderful.
Millennium Bridge toward St. Paul's
At Hyde Park on Sunday, we saw the Speaker's Corner, where people literally get up on their soap box (step stools) and speak their mind about religion, politics, economics, etc and the crowd joins and debates. It was great to witness the social thought forum and watch how the people interacted with one another.
Door of St. Paul's
St. Paul's Cathedral was too good for words. We climbed almost to the top (only almost because it was closing). The building wanted to make me forget how heavy and solid it was with the large vaulted ceilings and arches, but the size of the columns would not let me. There is a lot more to discuss, but I need to go see more and plan the next leg of the trip.
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
The skinny
In 4 days, I will begin my trip to Europe for 9 weeks. In the beginning I was convinced that everything would be planned to a T, but now I think a well-prepared general idea will do. Frommer's? Check. Rick Steve's? Check.
I begin in London, and make a (somewhat) clockwise trek around western Europe. Flights are booked, Eurail train passes are purchased, and the first five days of accommodations are set at the Equity Point hostel. With a title like that, I can only expect luxury, right?
In the next 4 days, my mission is to wrap up projects at work as much as feasibly possible, pack my apartment and move, pack my bags, and prep household items for during the time away.
As you know, I have a somewhat social personality, so going at it alone will be interesting and amazing! I can't wait. It goes without saying that I am sure to make some travel friends along the way.
I begin in London, and make a (somewhat) clockwise trek around western Europe. Flights are booked, Eurail train passes are purchased, and the first five days of accommodations are set at the Equity Point hostel. With a title like that, I can only expect luxury, right?
In the next 4 days, my mission is to wrap up projects at work as much as feasibly possible, pack my apartment and move, pack my bags, and prep household items for during the time away.
As you know, I have a somewhat social personality, so going at it alone will be interesting and amazing! I can't wait. It goes without saying that I am sure to make some travel friends along the way.
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
T Minus 11 Days
A lot to pack including moving my apartment, wrapping up work projects, and finalizing next semesters prep materials. It is all well on its way. I will be ready in no time.
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