Showing posts with label europe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label europe. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

~London, England~

May 7
On The First Day of Our Trip Jeff Took Me to See...
One Tower Bridge!
Our trip was a total of 12 days, so I thought I would do one post per day and try and post them in order. If you want, you can try to put to song "The 12 Days of Europe" to "The 12 Days of Christmas..." We'll see how this works though!! I'm editing a LOT of photos out to spare you too much of it... I took about 4 gigs worth of photos and videos!
So we left at 8:30pm on Wednesday night to land in London on the 7th at 11:30am. The flight wasn't that bad (even if British Airways is slightly evil), it was just hard to sleep sitting up. When we landed in London though the excitement started to kick in. We were finally here!!! We hurriedly checked into our hotel and then decided we had to go and get some touring in. I was surprised at how cold it was! I'll just say weather.com is a liar! So much for the balmy 70 degrees they said to expect... The Tower of London was the first place we headed to after we checked into Jury's Inn, Chelsea. It was awesome to see where so much history took place. I was wishing I'd paid better attention to all the stories.... at least I remembered that William the Conqueror and Charlamagne are my great grandpa's, and they were very involved with the whole London thing. In fact, William started building the tower.
One thing I love about Europe is that roses are EVERYWHERE... and we were especially lucky going in the Spring because there were tons of flowers and the air smelt beautiful! London was also a very friendly place, we had people help us find everything all the time. And their trains are clean and easy to figure out.This stairwell is where they found the bodies of "the little princes." Rumor has it their uncle killed them so he would be more in line for the thrown. I heard this story when I was little and it's always haunted me. It was really weird to see it in real life. ... and I'm just so glad that I wasn't royalty living back then. After touring the crazy armour/weapon area, and seeing the magnificent crown jewels we headed over to St. Jame's park. The park was beautiful, ducks, geese and birds and overly friendly squirrels were everywhere. After a short walk, we found some dinner and then headed back to the hotel so we could pass out. Jet lag is very exciting!!!

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~London~

May 8
On the Second Day of Our Trip Jeff Gave to Me... Two bus rides!
Jeff and I woke up to a very chilly rain storm. We opted to sit in the lobby and enjoy the rain from inside. When the sun came around we ventured out to enjoy the sun shine. I'm totally amused with people driving on the wrong side of the road-I just want to know what the heck is up with the road lines?? Seriously? Squiggly lines??? Jeff kicking it at Picadilly Circus. There were cute little pigeons in the fountains and lots of people. Rumor has it that this is the Times Square of London. If we could stay up past 8pm we might have found out if that were true! London, although expensive, is a beautiful place and I would like to go back and spend more time walking around, finding the cafe that famous writers pondered super thoughts, see where the first Virgin record store started and take The Beatles tour.The phone booths were pretty cool with the exception that they smelled like pee and were advertisements for hookers. We should've seen how many people we could fit in one... walking around London reminded me of The Beatles "Help!" There were so many fun streets to wander on, little church yards to see and fun shops. We took the bus around so we could enjoy seeing everything.Shopping at Harod's... we didn't get anything except some photos with the mannequins. I do have my eye on a silverware set. If it ever drops below the $15,000 asking price... Later on we headed over to meet up with Ben and Julia at their hotel. They were a little late but it was fun once they got there! I couldn't stop singing Mary Poppins!!! I felt like a musical. I kept singing, "Feed the Birds" every time I saw pigeons eat stuff people tossed them. Jeff didn't get it. Later that night at Hyde Park it was like every Mary Poppin fan's dream come true-the bird lady had come to feed the birds! It was so fun to watch the birds go nuts, and she'd even named some of the big blue herons. Hyde Park was ridiculously beautiful. I could've walked around for hours. There is a memorial fountain to Princess Diana there. It's like a tiny river that is shaped in a circle and flows up and down stream (with the help of a pump, Jeff would like to point out). We stopped for a small dinner at the cafe next to the river.
Hyde Park is where "Jack the Ripper" did his famous hooker killing. Her body was found all bloodied and cut in pieces near one of the bridges many, many years ago. Today the park is beautiful and if you try not to think about the dead hooker, not creepy at all.
I forget what this statue is. Pretty sure it's really old, took a lot of money to build and has some sort of of major significance though.

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~London~

May 9
On the Third Day of Our Trip Jeff Gave to me... Three Palace Guards!
We hurried over to Buckingham palace so we could see the changing of the guard at 11:30. It was Saturday so I imagine that is why there were so many other people there. It was pretty neat to watch the fuzzy soldiers march in with their serious faces. I was secretly hoping they'd start doing the nutcracker. Sadly, the closest they got was their marching and screaming at each other. I wanted to that they had to take turns guarding and it would be more appropriate to ASK the other guards to take a turn, not bark at them. I don't think they would've listened.It seemed like a lot of work just to do a shift change. Does this bother the people of Britain that there is such a show (waste of taxes) when the guards change? What a long shift to have if they only do it every 12 hours, too.Jeff was super cute-despite being really sick he made the best of a busy day. He had me hop up here to take a photo and it wasn't long before there was a line of other tourists wanting us to take their pictures as well. I should have charged.We then ran over to see Westminster Abbey. They told us the line would be about two hours, so in hopes of killing two birds with one stone Julia and I waited in line while the boys went and scoured for some food. Only, two minutes after they left the guy on lunch break came back and opened up three more entrances and our two hour line went to a ten minute one. So, Julia and I hung out at the front of the line with a wonderful gentleman who, after we waited for an hour for the boys, gave us free tickets and told us if they didn't come soon he'd take us home when he got off. Westminster was amazing-it was totally worth the wait and I wished I'd had a whole day to spend there.We walked through St. James again and harassed this poor guard. I wonder if he had any idea when he took this job that he would be in hundreds of tourists photos every day.
The bus dropped us off close to the National Gallery-we had twenty minutes before they closed so I ran in to the back and saw their Leonardo DaVinci sketch. It was the one with Mary and the Christ child. It was stunning to stand in front of such an old piece of work from such a great artist. I wished I could've spent more time. We also saw the Van Gogh's they had on display. Jeff recognized the flower one as one he had in the bathroom at his house growing up. We arrived at St. Paul's too late to go in but enjoyed the steps and the view on the outside. Eventually we just decided to ride the buses around til the line ended. That didn't take long, but the bus rides were fun. You got to see a lot of the city that way. We found a very old restaurant and had fish and chips. Walking along the Thames was beautiful, the sunset was spectacular and I enjoyed watching the people. I wished we could've stayed out later and enjoyed the streets at night, but after one short game of "London Bridge" on the London Bridge, everyone was pretty tired. London was absolutely beautiful, although being in the city for so long can get tiring. Next time we come I want to see more of the country side.

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~Nice, France~

May 10
On the 4th Day of Our Trip Jeff Gave to Me.... 4 euros for Coke!? SERIOUSLY? And no refills!?!
We had a very early wake up to catch our flight to Nice, France. We landed at 10:30am, got our rental car and GPS and were off by noon. It was too bad our GPS didn't work... But, just following the coast we found the beach and were so excited to get out and see the gravel. So we stopped and parked at the underground parking for the grocery store, got some French bread, and headed to the beach for a few minutes. We decided that we'd better get a move on, so we hurried back to the garage to find that apparently the French take their afternoon naps very seriously and shut and locked the garage. We were dumbfounded. Fortunately the deli girl was still in the parking lot, spoke some English and within an hour had talked the manager into coming back and freeing our car. Since she'd originally told us to come back the next morning, I was really stoked we even saw the car again. *phew* The views along the road were breathtaking. The houses looked like something out of an 18th century painting, with colored tile roofs and great steeples. We all just wanted to stop, get out, breath deep and take pictures. Well, at least I wanted to take pictures. It was fantastic. After a delicious ice cream at a cliff side cafe, we spotted this super cove. There were the yachts of all yachts parked there, a cruise ship and very tiny little fishing boats. What we couldn't see from the cliff were the half naked ladies trying to wrinkle their skin even more than they already were. Ewwwwwwwwww....
We parked the car on a tiny street, found the tiny stairs that led to the tiny beach and just basked in the warm sun. Jeff and I decided we wouldn't mind having that back yard. After a while we got back in the car and continued our drive. We figured we would stop in Genova, Italy. ... where I have never seen so many hookers in my entire life... even including movies!

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~Cirque De Terre~

May 11
On the fifth day of our trip Jeff gave to me...
Five (give or take a few) fishing boats!
Cirque de Terre is a collection of five small villages bumped right into the coast. They were at one time all fishing villages, but now they've begun to rely almost entirely on tourism for their economy. Each little town has it's own personality. The attraction here is the beautiful beaches, the coast, the atmosphere and the amazingly beautiful hike that follows the along the cliffs from town to town. Sadly, we didn't do the hike, I just caught glimpses of it as we walked around. We did take the train from town to town to see what they had to offer.
Every little town has some sort of beautiful churches to visit. They're very old, and very beautiful inside. We spent the most time in Monterosso, walking up and down tiny stairwells, watching a sea gull catch and eat an unsuspecting pigeon (it was horrible, I'll never trust a seagull again), listening to the waves crash on the rocks and having a sardine pizza. Try to keep the vomit in for this picture, you cynics!! I know you're really just jealous! The Mediterranean sea was chilly at first, but once you got used to the waves it actually felt good against the heat of the sun. If we would have known how often we could have gone swimming we would've brought our snorkel sets.
Our first real Italian gelato. I can't even remember what flavors I got.. they all eventually blended into "good." I was half tempted to try the jalapeno chocolate, but I think I can live with Kelly's description of it.
I tried to talk one of the fisherman into taking us out for a ride, but he just gave me a disgusted "stupid tourist" look, said "No..." and zoomed away.
There were quite a few little hiding places all over when you started scampering around the many stairwells. Some restaurants were on the top of the cliffs, some random little park benches were on the sides, the place was a blast to explore. I would have loved to spend longer there. The best part was having Jeff there to explore with me and to have his hand to hold while we got lost and out of breath wandering around.
This is starting to seem like a ton of pictures already-even to me... but I swear I edited out so many photos! You can see that little statue on a ton of the brochures and post cards that they send out from this place. Sorry we didn't send out post cards-Jeff thought bringing back chocolate would be better. Til we ate it. Sorry!
I am totally and completely in love with the Italian style. Random flowers hanging all over the place, laundry out the windows, dogs having free range on the town and intricately designed gates. I think I might start planting flowers and see if I can't find some Italian in me.
I couldn't get enough of the hallways and stairways. There is tiny door at the end of this walkway on the right hand side that as we were walking through, a waiter came running out of. When we got closer it actually took us a minute to find the door! It really was that small. That kind of stuff is everywhere!

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~Florence, Italy~

May 12

On the sixth day of our trip Jeff gave to me... Six hours of sleep! Florence (or Firenze/Tuscany) is home to the statue of David, great shopping and, if you can't guess, more cathedrals! Only this cathedral is the largest one in the world. In an effort to save money and precious time, we figured we'd prebook and pay for our hotels in advance. Not only guaranteeing that we had one, we'd be motivated to move across the country, and that it was also paid for when we got there. Last night as we were arriving in Florence and desperately searching for our hotel we couldn't seem to find it and had to stop many times to ask friendly Italians where the heck we were. We'd been driving past the same hooker a few times, and finally decided to stop and ask her, as not many other people are awake at 2am. When we rolled down the window to ask directions, she answered with the deepest, most booming voice we'd ever heard. Wow. I've always had "Ask a French man that is now a woman living in Italy for directions" on my list of things to do, and gladly I can cross it off now.It took forever to see the statue of David, and please don't tell Michelangelo but I'm not sure I'd do it again. Yeah, yeah it's the world's most famous statue, but does he really deserve his very own museum? Just kidding. You're not allowed to take photos, but for what we paid and how long it took to get it, I figured... Driving through the Tuscany countryside. I would like a little villa like that! This little guy was enjoying the display pizza they set out. He'd probably eat yours, too. After we left Florence we made a slight detour to see the town of Pisa. It was, again, another beautiful city. The houses along the river could've been straight out of a magazine. I loved the water fountains they had there. We were pretty thirsty, but not thirsty enough to guess if this water was drinkable or not. Not the kind of thing you want to guess with on a road trip in a foreign country. Thank goodness Jeff and I got there when we did. Apparently the early Italians didn't mind their building almost toppling over and we had to save the day. Although I am not sure what they did once we left. I mean, we can only do so much...

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~Rome, Italy~

May 12
On the 7th day of our trip Jeff gave to me... Seven stops at little tourists traps to find the perfect leather trinket bracelet
Jeff was excited to see Rome. Maybe it's because he looks like Russell Crowe in Gladiator, or maybe because he just read Angels and Demons on the way there. Whatever the reason, he was excited to be there which made me excited to be there so we both had a great time. It was crazy to think of all the horrific events that happened in the center of this stadium-I guess over 9,000 animals died in the first 100 days of celebrations! They also used to fill it up with water and have naval battles in here. At one point they took the stadium floor and set it off into four sections so they could have more fights going on at a time. Sick! Then sadly, just like our stadiums, it eventually became lame to go and see. Pretty soon the only thing the coliseum was hosting were circus acts.For seven euro you could get your picture with a bonafide gladiator. Jeff opted out after watching some tourist give the guy money, the guy grabbed his wife into a very seductive pose, just about kissed her, all the while the husband was taking photos. He then switched to another pose while the husband kept taking photos. Jeff wasn't going to pay some other guy to kiss me. Since we had limited time we opted to enjoy a leisurely stroll through the Forums rather than dash across the city, jump on a crowded bus, stand in line at the Vatican for an hour just to spend twenty minutes in the Vatican. We'll just have to come back! Up at the Forums you could see across the entire city. It was a beautiful view, we made friends with some fellow Americans and went over every column and building in their guide book with them.
How in the world Italy stays together without Jeff and I to help hold it up is a mystery.
After the Forums we wandered down to see the "Mouth Of Truth." Jeff tried to tell me that the headache he had was not from a lack of drinking Coke but rather "just because" and he almost lost a finger.
They modeled several statues after me. I know, I know.... it's hard to capture such beauty but they did their very best. We wandered around part of Rome and enjoyed the fountains, the statues, and most of all a hidden gelato shop. On the Island of Tiberina/Tiber/Tiberian we enjoyed local music, a walk on the river, and some genuine gelato. We knew it was the real deal and not a trap because it was half the price, twice the flavors and the Italian serving it heard our American accents and gave us half what she'd been giving her line of Italian homies. Whatever. It was still good. On the way back to the car we saw this cute graffiti. For some reason if graffiti is poetic it suddenly becomes a work of art instead of an irritation. I like that my hair is blowing in the wind-we thought it had taken the picture with the self timer and right as we looked over it had the last warning blink so we had to react quickly. It was a beautiful end to the day... considering it would take us almost ten hours to drive to Venice....

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