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Getting Lost All Over Europe As I edit this page it's the summer of 2003. My semester in London was the spring of 1995. So it's been a while. I don't want to lose the feelings I had about the trip then, so I've kept them below as I originally posted them online in 1995(!). I did have to pull all the links (wow, who would have thought all those web sites from eight years ago would've stopped working?). I did fix (most of) the typos... |
More Travels Of The Short Red Headed One Competent In No Live Languages I loved Venice. It's a very..pretty
city. Unusual and maze-like. It's sinking, as evidenced by the boarded up
lower floors, which is sad. I got to ride down the Grand canal, which is
not so very grand after all, with singing gondoliers. Let me tell you
now... any movie with anyone named Hepburn in it is wrong. ;) Venice is
very nice, its very unique, if pricey for Italy. Italy was way cheap. I
actually got to eat when there! If you go definitely go to the Plaza in
the early morning, it gets to packed too actually see it later. The city
is also known for glass blowing, avoid the factory shops tho, the bargains
are elsewhere. This is an old postcard of the Plaza San Marcos during the
holidays.
I loved Florence, also, but framed all the stuff I would have scanned from there. :). Florence is like Art Gallery capital. It was there that I discovered why everyone knows English as I watched a French student speak to an Italian guard in English. English is indeed the universal language..however, you have to speak English with a strange guttural Euro-accent. I picked this up speaking English (and horrid French) with Albert and all his friends. Cindy (one of my 5 roommates) yelled at me once on the phone "Stop speaking pigeon!!" American accents are bad. You pitch your rhythms to the native tongue and your English will get you much farther! I spoke no Italian and Italy created some of my fondest memories. I covered much of Roma in one 16 hour day, confusing native children by answering thier questions in French, and wading down to stick my feet in the Tiber (I washed my feet in about 8 different bodies of water). No one ever told me the Circus Maximus is where couples go to make out! After Latin from 7th thru 11th grades, did I really have a choice? I
sing of arms and of a man.. Neutiquam erro.
The Cheryl Itinerary For The Euro Odyssey:
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The dude on the right is simply an
older Greek man fishing. We neither of us spoke one anothers languages,
but that so rarely makes trouble. This is the coast about a half a kilo
from my hotel's beach. I did, indeed, tan topless on this beach.
Thankfully when I got my sunburn I was lying face down...
Well, next we have
the Acropolis in Athens. Note the bright blue sky. Athens reminded me of
home: muggy, dusty, and yet a sky so blue it burns the eyes. Greek men are
also good for the soul. I got asked out an average of once a
day...Waiters, Bellboys, Strange students going to U of Colorado next
year... My Greek ex-roommie has informed me it is the red hair. Whatever
it is, never trust the love advice of a woman who's been to Greece..she's
bound to be warped. Also never get a bad sunburn on your back when
traveling alone. I didn't exactly want to ask the bellboy's to rub in the
lotion for me!
Avingnion, France. It
actually looks like this... I was in "write-that-paper-that-was-due-three-weeks-ago-to-be-handed-in-when-
you-hit-London-in-two-days mode so I don't remember much of France...
Except getting busted for being underage in Monte Carlo *ouch*. I do
remember falling in love with Nice. Nice is beautiful. i really have no
idea who I'm gonna marry or when. But when I do I _know_ where the
honeymoon had better be!! Nice is breathtaking to a girl from the
flatlands, all cliffs full of flowers and breathtaking sea views. Paris I
don't remember much of ..except the AmEx office (Cash advance, pls?) and
being hit on on the subway. The rest the time I spent in the grocery store
or writing that stupid history paper which I swear (I got it back) he
never read anyway!!