Day 0: Travelling to SwitzerLAND
We started off the morning catching the airlink bus to the Dublin airport to board our noon flight to Geneva. Ireland said farewell to us in true Irish fashion (i.e. it was raining for our send-off). Once we arrived, we managed to get to our gate plenty early, only to find out that our flight would be delayed about 40 minutes. Fortunately, Megan arrived at the opportune time to chit chat and hang out before our flight left. We finally got going, only to discover at the gate that they were checking everyone's return/connecting flights because they had been having trouble with people, I guess. Even with all the trouble, we were shortly on our way!
Just before landing in Switzerland, I will embarrassing own up to the fact that I recognized the songs that the little 7-year-old girl in front of me was singing--High School Musical. This is also the story behind the capitalization of -LAND. The girl saw us landing and said, "Mom, it's SwitzerLAND! I can see Jeremy's house!". It was so cute. And for that matter, why do we pronounce it "-lend"? So from now on, it's been SwitzerLAND, IreLAND, ScotLAND, etc. We met some people while going through passport control, who kind of made a few jabs at our being American, but generally it was a good flight.
Next on the agenda was hopping on a train to Interlaken. With little trouble we managed to find a train, stretch out on a few seats and enjoy a relaxing 3-hour ride to Bern. At Bern we snacked on the most amazing pretzels, noticed that the language had now switched from French to German, and hopped aboard another hour long ride to Interlaken. It was already dark when we got to Interlaken and got checked into our hostel, so we called two fellow Johnnies who were also staying in Interlaken to grab a pint and chocolate fondue. Afterwards, Megan and I indulged in "Franc fries." And with that, we headed back to the hostel, exhausted from the long day of travelling.
Day 1: Rain, rain, go away
That's right. I thought I had finally escaped the Irish weather for some good ol' sunshine and warmth. Okay, maybe that's exaggerating a little bit--I did think Switzerland would be a little chilly, but I was still hoping to escape the rain that we can't seem to escape anywhere else. The weather started off looking great, so Megan and I booked a paragliding appointment at 10:00. I was SO excited! You'll be happy to know that this was the only crazy adventure we could do, so for those of you who voted for that one, you win! Unfortunately however, about 10 minutes before we were supposed to leave, the appointment was cancelled. They were also planning an excursion to go canyoning, but for some reason I can wrap my head around jumping off a platform with a rope around my feet but not around my waist. So we didn't take advantage of that, and instead found a path to hike over to the next two villages. We ate a light brunch and met up with the two Johnnies again who were planning on joining us for the day's adventures. We had to ferry across the beautiful blue-green water and through the mountains to get to the path. We hiked for about 15 minutes and arrived at a set of caves. We bought tickets for the hour long tour. It was a fun tour, but caves all begin to look the same to me, and the poor tour guide had to give the tour in three different languages (impressive) so it took a rather long time. Afterwards, we hiked the 2 hours back to Interlaken. In the rain. Gross. We were all exhausted and soaking wet when we got back, so we headed to the same restaurant we drank pints at the night before and had a wonderfully large dinner. We also were thoroughly entertained/creeped out by the creepy "cow-pants man" as we like to call him. You should ask the moms about that one. When he started talking to us, we decided it was time to leave. We headed back to the hostel for a dry, warm night of cards.
Day 2: Falling from the Sky
Once again, the first thing Megan and I did was book an appointment to go paragliding on a seemingly beautiful day. And once again, we waited the entire morning, only to find out our appointment was cancelled. A little disappointed, I started the next task on my agenda: finding a mountain to hike up. For the life of me, I could not find a trail that started at the bottom of a mountain and worked its way up! We found out later that all the trails were closed since it was still winter season. Frustrated with the whole morning thus far, Megan and I ended up walking around Interlaken waiting for the Tourist Office to open to find out what else we could do. By this time, the weather had cleared up again, so we decided to take our chances and call the paragliding company directly, to see if there was any last hope that we could get out today. The lady at the company told us she would call us back at 4:00 to tell us the answer. This was around lunchtime, so we were trying to find somewhere to eat, when the company called us back 20 minutes later! They said they would be leaving in a half-hour and could we be ready? OF COURSE! We dashed back to the hostel to grab some warmer clothes and waited patiently for the bus to arrive.
10 minutes after we were ready, the company drove up in a little mini bus. We were greeted by a cute little adventurer with ski-goggles and cap. She drove us around Interlaken to pick up our two pilots, Robbie and Bruno. As we drove up a mountain, Bruno informed us of all the legalities and essentially the whole procedure. I was slightly nervous, and the switchbacks up the mountain were not helping. This was a perfect time for him to ask if we got motion sickness. Apparently they've had problems with that in the past. Since Ireland's roads are so crazy, I have noticed that I have been more prone to motion sickness. So I said no, but I wasn't really sure how it was going to turn out. We got to pick our pilots, then, and Robbie was mine. He was about 20 years older than Bruno, but was very chatty and friendly. He lent me a jacket, gloves and a hat, since it gets so cold so far up. We strapped on all our gear and then had to wait for another paraglider to take off. It was fun to see what we would be doing. They waited about 20 minutes, and then all of a sudden they were off! It was so fun to watch and made me even more excited! We got our glider set up on the ground and got in position. Robbie gave me instructions the whole time, mainly telling me that when I ran off the mountain, I should not sit down or jump. That's right, I should be prepared to run off the mountain. We waited for the opportune moment--the wind has to be coming towards you instead of from behind you. All of sudden Robbie yelled "run!" and we were off. I tried my hardest to keep running on the ground, but all of a sudden my feet lifted and the ground disappeared below my feet. The moment was so surreal when I realized that I was hundreds of feet off the ground. I don't know how to describe the feeling, but imagine you are sitting in what feels like in a stationary position, and viewing what looks like a cinematographic shot from a movie with panoramic views of a foreign country. It was fabulous. Robbie explained what I was looking at, and why the water is green-blue (because of green stone up the river from the lakes). He also explained why we were staying so high above the ground (updraft). Wonderful, awesome, exhilarating--words aren't enough. Unfortunately, my stomach eventually reminded me how high we were off the ground, and I asked Robbie if we could land, so I wouldn't get sick. We had kind of a rough landing, but what a scenic 20 minutes! I strongly recommend this activity for anyone interested in Switzerland.
Once we landed and got ourselves situated, Megan and I parted from our pilots and took some time to enjoy the afternoon sun. It was roasting at this point, so us and the moms recalled the paragliding and lounged about the porch at our hostel. Once we got too hot, we headed over to the chocolate store to pick up some delicious dessert for a spaghetti dinner that we soon made. The night was spent recalling the past few days' adventures over a delicious homemade meal, playing cards, and preparing ourselves for bella Roma.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Destination Dublin as a Terrific Tour Guide
The hiatus is over, and I have finally returned to Cork for good. At least to Ireland for good. At least for the next month. I might try to sneak in a few weekend/day trips before I return at the end of May, but the majority of my travelling is over. What a 2 1/2 weeks it has been! I'll follow up on my latest adventures in the same way: city by city, day by day. As always, comment or email me to hear more!
Day 1: Sleepster Sunday
HAPPY EASTER! I started my Sunday morning off waking up early to catch the earliest train (7:30) to Dublin to meet my mom and Aunt Kay, who from now on will be referred to as "the moms" when talked about together, simply for the sake of convenience. I arrived at Dublin at approximately noon only to find my mom sleeping in the hotel lobby! I went over and gave her a nudge to wake her up. We said our hellos and then continued to head right back out the door to try and find the parade that seemed to be going on. Considering the walls of people we were running into along O'Connell Street, however, we decidely missed the parade and jumped on the "Hop-on, Hop-off" bus tour around Dublin. After a few blocks, Kay fell asleep. I needed to do something to pump this guys up about being in Ireland! So we jumped off near the Jameson Distillery where we snagged a photo and decided not to drink. We ate fish and chips at Leo Burdock's for lunch, in true Irish fashion, before heading over to a nearby pub for a pint. The moms were falling asleep in their Bulmers and Guinness, so we headed back to the hotel, where the moms continued to sleep for approximately the next five hours or so. I think they felt bad, but I didn't mind. I remember what my sleeping patterns were like the first three or four days I was here, and they definitely had me beat for staying awake longer. I went to a grocery store to pick up some sustenance for dinner, in case they never woke up, only to find them awake when I returned. We had a very chill evening playing word finds and calling it an early night.
Day 2: Trinity Tour and National Gallery
As I had already been to Dublin, I left it up to the moms to decide what to do. We started off by going to Trinity College to check out the Book of Kells. They were giving tours that morning--something we definitely didn't get in January--so we took advantage of that as well. I must say that I would recommend this route if you are planning to come and visit. Our tour guide was very informative and actually funny. The Book of Kells was obviously amazing. I was just glad it was on display this time. After cruising on through the Long Room, we booked it over to the National Gallery. A few hours of wandering amongst precious works of art is enough to make anyone hungry, so the next stop was a Crepe Restaurant. I wasn't sure how well the crepes would go over, especially after eating a fabulous banana and nutella one in Paris, but it was actually pretty good. We did a little souvenier shopping then before finally heading to Penny's--my favorite department store and a pub for a cocktail. We ate a light dinner in the room again, and then called it another early night, as the moms were still jet-lagged and we had an early morning the next day.
Day 3: Wild Wicklow Mountains
I knew that my mom had been hankering to see the Irish countryside, so I thought maybe we should take advantage of going to see the Wicklow Mountains--film sight of P.S. I Love You, Braveheart and Excalibur. We went through Dun Loaghaire (pronounced like Dun Leary) and stopped at a quaint, but expensive gift shop for a coffee break in the morning. We saw some big lakes, the bridge where Hilary Swank and Gerard Butler's characters meet in P.S. I Love You, and some beautiful scenery. My mom even got to try some authentic Irish grub: Beef and Guinness Stew. It was nice being led around for once, instead of having to find everything for myself. The tour guide was okay--a bit inappropriate at times, and for sure not always 100% accurate, but he did have some good things to say. Now having had a few tour guides, I would actually say that he was one of the better ones. In the afternoon we checked out St. Kevin's Monastery before heading back to Dublin. We stopped at St. Stephen's Green to take in some more scenery and the warm weather before heading back to the hotel for a pint and another night of card games.
I'm afraid Dublin went far too quickly for all of us, what with my recovering from the first part of my european excursion, and the moms getting over their jet lag. It was easy for me to see things because I had already been there, so I hope Mom and Kay had a good time. Next stop: SwitzerLAND.
Day 1: Sleepster Sunday
HAPPY EASTER! I started my Sunday morning off waking up early to catch the earliest train (7:30) to Dublin to meet my mom and Aunt Kay, who from now on will be referred to as "the moms" when talked about together, simply for the sake of convenience. I arrived at Dublin at approximately noon only to find my mom sleeping in the hotel lobby! I went over and gave her a nudge to wake her up. We said our hellos and then continued to head right back out the door to try and find the parade that seemed to be going on. Considering the walls of people we were running into along O'Connell Street, however, we decidely missed the parade and jumped on the "Hop-on, Hop-off" bus tour around Dublin. After a few blocks, Kay fell asleep. I needed to do something to pump this guys up about being in Ireland! So we jumped off near the Jameson Distillery where we snagged a photo and decided not to drink. We ate fish and chips at Leo Burdock's for lunch, in true Irish fashion, before heading over to a nearby pub for a pint. The moms were falling asleep in their Bulmers and Guinness, so we headed back to the hotel, where the moms continued to sleep for approximately the next five hours or so. I think they felt bad, but I didn't mind. I remember what my sleeping patterns were like the first three or four days I was here, and they definitely had me beat for staying awake longer. I went to a grocery store to pick up some sustenance for dinner, in case they never woke up, only to find them awake when I returned. We had a very chill evening playing word finds and calling it an early night.
Day 2: Trinity Tour and National Gallery
As I had already been to Dublin, I left it up to the moms to decide what to do. We started off by going to Trinity College to check out the Book of Kells. They were giving tours that morning--something we definitely didn't get in January--so we took advantage of that as well. I must say that I would recommend this route if you are planning to come and visit. Our tour guide was very informative and actually funny. The Book of Kells was obviously amazing. I was just glad it was on display this time. After cruising on through the Long Room, we booked it over to the National Gallery. A few hours of wandering amongst precious works of art is enough to make anyone hungry, so the next stop was a Crepe Restaurant. I wasn't sure how well the crepes would go over, especially after eating a fabulous banana and nutella one in Paris, but it was actually pretty good. We did a little souvenier shopping then before finally heading to Penny's--my favorite department store and a pub for a cocktail. We ate a light dinner in the room again, and then called it another early night, as the moms were still jet-lagged and we had an early morning the next day.
Day 3: Wild Wicklow Mountains
I knew that my mom had been hankering to see the Irish countryside, so I thought maybe we should take advantage of going to see the Wicklow Mountains--film sight of P.S. I Love You, Braveheart and Excalibur. We went through Dun Loaghaire (pronounced like Dun Leary) and stopped at a quaint, but expensive gift shop for a coffee break in the morning. We saw some big lakes, the bridge where Hilary Swank and Gerard Butler's characters meet in P.S. I Love You, and some beautiful scenery. My mom even got to try some authentic Irish grub: Beef and Guinness Stew. It was nice being led around for once, instead of having to find everything for myself. The tour guide was okay--a bit inappropriate at times, and for sure not always 100% accurate, but he did have some good things to say. Now having had a few tour guides, I would actually say that he was one of the better ones. In the afternoon we checked out St. Kevin's Monastery before heading back to Dublin. We stopped at St. Stephen's Green to take in some more scenery and the warm weather before heading back to the hotel for a pint and another night of card games.
I'm afraid Dublin went far too quickly for all of us, what with my recovering from the first part of my european excursion, and the moms getting over their jet lag. It was easy for me to see things because I had already been there, so I hope Mom and Kay had a good time. Next stop: SwitzerLAND.
Friday, April 10, 2009
Paris Holds the Key to...Someone Else's Heart
Okay, it's time for me to be a little bit honest. I feel like I've done a pretty good job not letting any negative aspects of my trip creep into my blog, but I have to be honest about Paris: I had a fabulous time but it was for sure not my favorite city. I was super nervous to go in the first place because I had heard that the French are less than friendly. But this trip is an opportunity for me to push boundaries and comfort zones, and so on Sunday we took the night train from Barcelona to Paris and the excursion began.
Day 1: Is This Gonna Last Forever?
Megan, Karissa and I arrived at the Paris train station at about 10:00 on Monday morning. First things first, the Paris metro is probably the most confusing system ever. They not only have metros, but also RERs, which have completely different routes and span the city centre better. We had absolutely no clue where to go, but luckily we met two girls from Argentina who were headed to the same hostel. Neither of them spoke French either, but the information attendant at the train station spoke French and Spanish, so they communicated with him to find our hostel. The five of us found it with no trouble after getting directions. We dropped off our stuff in the luggage room and headed to get some breakfast. We found a little cafe and tried (a tad unsuccessfully) to order. I was surprised at how difficult it was to communicate. I know very little French. However, a nice French man was at the cafe and spoke enough English to engage in conversation with us. It was nice to meet a friendly person right away. Afterwards, we headed over to the Louvre. I was most excited about this part of Paris because of the art history class Megan and I took this last semester. I saw all the famous works (the Venus de Milo, the Mona Lisa and Winged Victory), but I also got to see some of the works from my art class: the Raft of the Medusa, Death of Sardanapalus, and The Bolt. We spent four hours there, which was enough time for my legs, but not for my eyes. There was so much to see and do there. After the Louvre, we walked up the Champs Elysees to see the Arc de Triomphe. A couple things about the Champs Elysees: it is a shopping street, but it's probably the longest street I've ever been on, and it's incredibly crowded on a sunny Monday afternoon. I was hot and tired when we reached the Arc, so we snapped a few pictures and then headed back to the hostel. We found a grocery store and ate in one of the many parks of Paris before calling it an early night, to once again, play a few hands of rummy.
Day 2: The Day of Long Lines
On Tuesday we headed out to Versailles. Our luck with the metro system continued as we once again got lost and confused trying to catch our train to Versailles. We met a British couple and another American girl, however, and the six of us worked it out together. It was an hour train ride to Versailles, but it went quickly since we had conversation with our new friend. The American girl we travelled with had been living and working in Scotland, and was now travelling. She had just graduated college too and was taking some time off before graduate school. It was fun to hear about her adventures. When we got to Versailles we waited in line with her for about 2 hours to get tickets and another 20 minutes just to get into the Palace. It was well worth it though. The palace was absolutely beautiful. So extravagant. We did a little souveneir looking at Versailles and ate lunch before heading back to Paris. Once back in the city, we decided to also go to the Eiffel Tower since the weather was so nice. The lines were once again very long, and we waited about an hour and 1/2 to get to the top. Again, completely worth it! The view was amazing.
Day 3: Pack It In
Because we spent the first two days kind of slowly viewing the sights, we decided to spend the last day getting in everything we missed. Megan and I woke up early to hit up Notre Dame at 8, and then got in line for the Musee d'Orsay. I would definitely recommend this route for anyone travelling to Paris. Notre Dame had no crowds that early in the morning, and we only had to wait 20 minutes from the Orsay to open. It was fantastic. I was really excited for the Orsay Museum because of Megan and my art history class. They had a Rodin exhibit as well, which is a sculptor we also learned about. What was even more fantastic is that we had two great sights done by 1:00! Next stop was the Catacombs. Now, I wasn't exactly sure what to expect, because I didn't know anything about them except for the boys on trip thought they were really cool. I think I was expecting tombs, not the actual bones that made up the hallways! There was literally like 7 hallways in which the walls were made up of rows of bones and skulls. Needless to say I raced through the last part of that. To treat myself for having gone through that, we stopped at a crepe stand. It was so good! A little old lady was running the stand, and she got to watch us with satisfaction inhale her delicious creations! I definitely did not eat enough crepes while I was in Paris. The next sight on our list was the Moulin Rouge. Since this is in a sketchy part of Paris, we literally took quick pictures and then hopped back on the metro. Although it was still early at this point, we were exhausted and since Megan and I had to wake up at 5 the next morning to make our flight back to Ireland, we went back to the hostel early.
I can hardly believe the first part of my excursion is already over. It went so quickly and we saw so many great sights. I'm incredibly excited to start the next leg of my trip, especially with my mom and Aunt Kay. The same goes for this blog: I realize it's a bit rough and quite an overview, but email me if you want to know any more details! Otherwise I'll plan on telling you more about it when I'm back! Happy Easter!
Day 1: Is This Gonna Last Forever?
Megan, Karissa and I arrived at the Paris train station at about 10:00 on Monday morning. First things first, the Paris metro is probably the most confusing system ever. They not only have metros, but also RERs, which have completely different routes and span the city centre better. We had absolutely no clue where to go, but luckily we met two girls from Argentina who were headed to the same hostel. Neither of them spoke French either, but the information attendant at the train station spoke French and Spanish, so they communicated with him to find our hostel. The five of us found it with no trouble after getting directions. We dropped off our stuff in the luggage room and headed to get some breakfast. We found a little cafe and tried (a tad unsuccessfully) to order. I was surprised at how difficult it was to communicate. I know very little French. However, a nice French man was at the cafe and spoke enough English to engage in conversation with us. It was nice to meet a friendly person right away. Afterwards, we headed over to the Louvre. I was most excited about this part of Paris because of the art history class Megan and I took this last semester. I saw all the famous works (the Venus de Milo, the Mona Lisa and Winged Victory), but I also got to see some of the works from my art class: the Raft of the Medusa, Death of Sardanapalus, and The Bolt. We spent four hours there, which was enough time for my legs, but not for my eyes. There was so much to see and do there. After the Louvre, we walked up the Champs Elysees to see the Arc de Triomphe. A couple things about the Champs Elysees: it is a shopping street, but it's probably the longest street I've ever been on, and it's incredibly crowded on a sunny Monday afternoon. I was hot and tired when we reached the Arc, so we snapped a few pictures and then headed back to the hostel. We found a grocery store and ate in one of the many parks of Paris before calling it an early night, to once again, play a few hands of rummy.
Day 2: The Day of Long Lines
On Tuesday we headed out to Versailles. Our luck with the metro system continued as we once again got lost and confused trying to catch our train to Versailles. We met a British couple and another American girl, however, and the six of us worked it out together. It was an hour train ride to Versailles, but it went quickly since we had conversation with our new friend. The American girl we travelled with had been living and working in Scotland, and was now travelling. She had just graduated college too and was taking some time off before graduate school. It was fun to hear about her adventures. When we got to Versailles we waited in line with her for about 2 hours to get tickets and another 20 minutes just to get into the Palace. It was well worth it though. The palace was absolutely beautiful. So extravagant. We did a little souveneir looking at Versailles and ate lunch before heading back to Paris. Once back in the city, we decided to also go to the Eiffel Tower since the weather was so nice. The lines were once again very long, and we waited about an hour and 1/2 to get to the top. Again, completely worth it! The view was amazing.
Day 3: Pack It In
Because we spent the first two days kind of slowly viewing the sights, we decided to spend the last day getting in everything we missed. Megan and I woke up early to hit up Notre Dame at 8, and then got in line for the Musee d'Orsay. I would definitely recommend this route for anyone travelling to Paris. Notre Dame had no crowds that early in the morning, and we only had to wait 20 minutes from the Orsay to open. It was fantastic. I was really excited for the Orsay Museum because of Megan and my art history class. They had a Rodin exhibit as well, which is a sculptor we also learned about. What was even more fantastic is that we had two great sights done by 1:00! Next stop was the Catacombs. Now, I wasn't exactly sure what to expect, because I didn't know anything about them except for the boys on trip thought they were really cool. I think I was expecting tombs, not the actual bones that made up the hallways! There was literally like 7 hallways in which the walls were made up of rows of bones and skulls. Needless to say I raced through the last part of that. To treat myself for having gone through that, we stopped at a crepe stand. It was so good! A little old lady was running the stand, and she got to watch us with satisfaction inhale her delicious creations! I definitely did not eat enough crepes while I was in Paris. The next sight on our list was the Moulin Rouge. Since this is in a sketchy part of Paris, we literally took quick pictures and then hopped back on the metro. Although it was still early at this point, we were exhausted and since Megan and I had to wake up at 5 the next morning to make our flight back to Ireland, we went back to the hostel early.
I can hardly believe the first part of my excursion is already over. It went so quickly and we saw so many great sights. I'm incredibly excited to start the next leg of my trip, especially with my mom and Aunt Kay. The same goes for this blog: I realize it's a bit rough and quite an overview, but email me if you want to know any more details! Otherwise I'll plan on telling you more about it when I'm back! Happy Easter!
And So It Begins...
What better way to spend a month-long spring break that's meant to be for studying, then to go gallavanting across Europe? Wouldn't you know that I am doing exactly that. So here's how I'll lay out this last excursion: you'll get a day-by-day commentary with a few life lessons learned below.
Day 0: Airport Insomnia
Megan, Karissa and I left for Dublin Airport at 4:00 last Tuesday in order to get some free lodging before our 6:40 flight for Barcelona. Initially, we gathered on some very comfortable chairs near Starbucks to play a few hands of rummy before being kicked out to the cold, metal chairs in the waiting areas of check-in. I was not exactly looking forward to starting our excursion this way, as I'm kind of good at not-sleeping. Megan usually is the exact opposite, and can fall asleep anywhere, so I figured I would probably spend the night watching our stuff. It ended up being the other way around however! I definitely got a good night's rest stretched across a couple of chairs in the airport, whereas Megan and Karissa only got a few hours sleep. But regardless of how much sleep we got, we were headed for Barcelona in the morning, and we were all equally excited.
*Lesson #7: I would sleep in Dublin Airport again.
*Lesson #13: Always bring a deck of cards.
Day 1: Surfers and Sangria
The flight over to Barcelona went very smoothly. As soon as we arrived, we checked into our hostel. After dropping off our stuff, we meandered down the Passeig de Gracia in search of food. What an insane street! We stopped at a Starbucks to energize (you'll notice that Starbucks features in a lot of my blogs) right next to Dior. Just down the street was Louis Vuitton, Gucci and Burberry. Clearly we were strolling down one of the more expensive streets in Barcelona. The city is absolutely gorgeous and we even ran into our first Gaudi architecture. Our lunch was not that refined, however. We stopped and waited a ridiculously long time in a crowded, busy, slow and overpriced Burger King, before meeting up with Liz and Abby. After we had some food in our system, Karissa, Megan and I had to find the train station to reserve seats for our night train to Paris. Even though I have a Eurail pass, I still have to reserve a seat on a train, but only for 2 euro. After talking to a lot of different people who didn't speak a whole lot of English, we decided to come back early the next morning and try again. Megan and Karissa were feeling the effects of no sleep at this point, so they headed back to the hostel to get some sleep, while I met Liz and Abby. The three of us made our way down to the beach. Although it was pretty chilly and rainy that day, it made for some awesome surfing weather and we got to see some great waves. I loved putting my toes in the sand and imagining all the people back in Minnesota still shoveling their sidewalks. Sorry, I just had to rub it in...
After walking back up Las Ramblas, we met the other girls again and decided to take advantage of a super great deal at one of the cafes on Las Ramblas: 2 tapas, 1 paella and sangria for only 12 euro! We definitely took advantage of that. It was a wonderful girls' night out and the food was amazing. Not to mention some of the sights on Las Ramblas are quite unique.
*Lesson 62: Don't eat octopus after having a night of little sleep.
*Lesson 74: If you go to Barcelona, stay at the Sant Jordi Diagonal Hostel. It was probably the best hostel I've stayed in yet: super clean, safe, and in a great neighborhood.
Day 2: La Sagrada Familia and Chocolate
Unfortunately we weren't super lucky with the weather right away in Barcelona. It was pretty rainy right away, so we decided to hit up some of the indoor sights of Barcelona. First on the agenda was La Sagrada Familia. The cathedral was absolutely beautiful! The outside detail was incredible, and it was fun to learn about Gaudi's inspiration for the work. No wonder it has taken so long to build! As we tried to decide what else we should do for the afternoon, we perused a few souvenier shops and finally decided to hit up the Chocolate Museum. I had read about this museum in Megan's "Let's Go Europe" book and knew I had to go. The ticket to get into the museum was a chocolate bar! They had a bunch of sculptures made out of chocolate including a white chocolate guerilla and a guitar. The others seemed to appreciate my suggestion! Because it was raining, we decided to keep it a light day and turned in early. We spent the evening at our hostel with 2 bottles of wine, pizza, chips and salsa, and more games of rummy.
*Lesson #93: You can get wine for 87 cents a bottle in Spain.
Day 3: Montserrat
Since the five of us were spending quite a bit of time in Barcelona, we decided to take one day excursion outside of the city to get away from the hustle and bustle of the city. Several of Megan's Irish friends had recommended that we go to Montserrat: a monastery out in the mountains of the Spanish countryside. It was about an hour by train to get there, but well worth it! We took a cable-car to the monastery and decided right away to spend the first part of the day hiking to the tallest mountain in the region. It was a good hour hike, but the day was absolutely beautiful. We had lots of laughs up and down the hill and the view was incredible at the top. We purchased an all inclusive tickets for the day, so after a fabulous lunch, we spent the afternoon checking out the basilica, an art museum and the chapel where the Black Madonnna was found. I also got to experience my first thunderstorm in Europe--at the very top of the mountain! It only lasted for about 15 minutes, but it was enough to drench the five of us, and leave us ready to return back to Barcelona and the comfort of our hostels.
*Lesson #56: If you stay at Sant Jordi Hostel, make sure a blonde Brazilian by the name of Tomas serenades you with Jason Mraz and Jack Johnson.
Day 4: Olympic Stadium, Castles, and the Beach
Part of the reason I had such a great time in Barcelona is because several of my fellow Bennies and Johnnies were there. On Saturday we met up with 3 of our fellow Johnnies making us a crew of 8. After a quick jaunt through the National Art Gallery (we just perused the free section), we headed over to the Olympic Stadium. A few of us got a little crazy on the grass doing cartwheels and front handsprings, but it was a great time. We then walked over to a castle in the same area. I wish I had more background information, but I am completely clueless. The views were spectacular from the castle as well. After these two places, it was early afternoon, but the lot of us were crabby and ready for the beach. It was quite warm that day, so we headed to our hostels to pick up lunch and met up again at the beach. The beach was absolutely packed, but I got a good tan and it was fun to watch the few crazy people who thought it would be a good idea to go swimming in the ocean in April. After a long afternoon relaxing, we all went to a dinner at another cafe on Las Ramblas and ended the day with a cocktail.
*Lesson #17: Put sunscreen all over your face, not just on your nose and cheeks. I had a good sunburn that slowly faded down my face.
*Lesson #64: Travelling with 8 people gets a little crazy.
Day 5: Gaudi
The last day we had in Barcelona, we decided to spend at the Park Guell. This park was designed by Gaudi. Since the day was once again hot and sunny, the park was swarming with people. However the architecture was well worth it. The girls did a bit of shopping there too. Mostly we were tired and hot from travelling, so we took the day pretty easy. After the park we split from the boys to do a little bit more shopping in Barcelona and grab some food before leaving for the train station. Abby and Liz came with us to the train station to play cards until we got on our train and left for Paris. Overall, Barcelona was a wonderful, relaxing time.
*Lesson #48: Always double-check military time. In fact, have multiple people check it.
I know this was a very brief (and rough) overview, but to go into detail would take more time and room then I have. Send me emails though, and I'll send you more detail about anything that sounds interesting. Paris blog to be coming shortly...
Day 0: Airport Insomnia
Megan, Karissa and I left for Dublin Airport at 4:00 last Tuesday in order to get some free lodging before our 6:40 flight for Barcelona. Initially, we gathered on some very comfortable chairs near Starbucks to play a few hands of rummy before being kicked out to the cold, metal chairs in the waiting areas of check-in. I was not exactly looking forward to starting our excursion this way, as I'm kind of good at not-sleeping. Megan usually is the exact opposite, and can fall asleep anywhere, so I figured I would probably spend the night watching our stuff. It ended up being the other way around however! I definitely got a good night's rest stretched across a couple of chairs in the airport, whereas Megan and Karissa only got a few hours sleep. But regardless of how much sleep we got, we were headed for Barcelona in the morning, and we were all equally excited.
*Lesson #7: I would sleep in Dublin Airport again.
*Lesson #13: Always bring a deck of cards.
Day 1: Surfers and Sangria
The flight over to Barcelona went very smoothly. As soon as we arrived, we checked into our hostel. After dropping off our stuff, we meandered down the Passeig de Gracia in search of food. What an insane street! We stopped at a Starbucks to energize (you'll notice that Starbucks features in a lot of my blogs) right next to Dior. Just down the street was Louis Vuitton, Gucci and Burberry. Clearly we were strolling down one of the more expensive streets in Barcelona. The city is absolutely gorgeous and we even ran into our first Gaudi architecture. Our lunch was not that refined, however. We stopped and waited a ridiculously long time in a crowded, busy, slow and overpriced Burger King, before meeting up with Liz and Abby. After we had some food in our system, Karissa, Megan and I had to find the train station to reserve seats for our night train to Paris. Even though I have a Eurail pass, I still have to reserve a seat on a train, but only for 2 euro. After talking to a lot of different people who didn't speak a whole lot of English, we decided to come back early the next morning and try again. Megan and Karissa were feeling the effects of no sleep at this point, so they headed back to the hostel to get some sleep, while I met Liz and Abby. The three of us made our way down to the beach. Although it was pretty chilly and rainy that day, it made for some awesome surfing weather and we got to see some great waves. I loved putting my toes in the sand and imagining all the people back in Minnesota still shoveling their sidewalks. Sorry, I just had to rub it in...
After walking back up Las Ramblas, we met the other girls again and decided to take advantage of a super great deal at one of the cafes on Las Ramblas: 2 tapas, 1 paella and sangria for only 12 euro! We definitely took advantage of that. It was a wonderful girls' night out and the food was amazing. Not to mention some of the sights on Las Ramblas are quite unique.
*Lesson 62: Don't eat octopus after having a night of little sleep.
*Lesson 74: If you go to Barcelona, stay at the Sant Jordi Diagonal Hostel. It was probably the best hostel I've stayed in yet: super clean, safe, and in a great neighborhood.
Day 2: La Sagrada Familia and Chocolate
Unfortunately we weren't super lucky with the weather right away in Barcelona. It was pretty rainy right away, so we decided to hit up some of the indoor sights of Barcelona. First on the agenda was La Sagrada Familia. The cathedral was absolutely beautiful! The outside detail was incredible, and it was fun to learn about Gaudi's inspiration for the work. No wonder it has taken so long to build! As we tried to decide what else we should do for the afternoon, we perused a few souvenier shops and finally decided to hit up the Chocolate Museum. I had read about this museum in Megan's "Let's Go Europe" book and knew I had to go. The ticket to get into the museum was a chocolate bar! They had a bunch of sculptures made out of chocolate including a white chocolate guerilla and a guitar. The others seemed to appreciate my suggestion! Because it was raining, we decided to keep it a light day and turned in early. We spent the evening at our hostel with 2 bottles of wine, pizza, chips and salsa, and more games of rummy.
*Lesson #93: You can get wine for 87 cents a bottle in Spain.
Day 3: Montserrat
Since the five of us were spending quite a bit of time in Barcelona, we decided to take one day excursion outside of the city to get away from the hustle and bustle of the city. Several of Megan's Irish friends had recommended that we go to Montserrat: a monastery out in the mountains of the Spanish countryside. It was about an hour by train to get there, but well worth it! We took a cable-car to the monastery and decided right away to spend the first part of the day hiking to the tallest mountain in the region. It was a good hour hike, but the day was absolutely beautiful. We had lots of laughs up and down the hill and the view was incredible at the top. We purchased an all inclusive tickets for the day, so after a fabulous lunch, we spent the afternoon checking out the basilica, an art museum and the chapel where the Black Madonnna was found. I also got to experience my first thunderstorm in Europe--at the very top of the mountain! It only lasted for about 15 minutes, but it was enough to drench the five of us, and leave us ready to return back to Barcelona and the comfort of our hostels.
*Lesson #56: If you stay at Sant Jordi Hostel, make sure a blonde Brazilian by the name of Tomas serenades you with Jason Mraz and Jack Johnson.
Day 4: Olympic Stadium, Castles, and the Beach
Part of the reason I had such a great time in Barcelona is because several of my fellow Bennies and Johnnies were there. On Saturday we met up with 3 of our fellow Johnnies making us a crew of 8. After a quick jaunt through the National Art Gallery (we just perused the free section), we headed over to the Olympic Stadium. A few of us got a little crazy on the grass doing cartwheels and front handsprings, but it was a great time. We then walked over to a castle in the same area. I wish I had more background information, but I am completely clueless. The views were spectacular from the castle as well. After these two places, it was early afternoon, but the lot of us were crabby and ready for the beach. It was quite warm that day, so we headed to our hostels to pick up lunch and met up again at the beach. The beach was absolutely packed, but I got a good tan and it was fun to watch the few crazy people who thought it would be a good idea to go swimming in the ocean in April. After a long afternoon relaxing, we all went to a dinner at another cafe on Las Ramblas and ended the day with a cocktail.
*Lesson #17: Put sunscreen all over your face, not just on your nose and cheeks. I had a good sunburn that slowly faded down my face.
*Lesson #64: Travelling with 8 people gets a little crazy.
Day 5: Gaudi
The last day we had in Barcelona, we decided to spend at the Park Guell. This park was designed by Gaudi. Since the day was once again hot and sunny, the park was swarming with people. However the architecture was well worth it. The girls did a bit of shopping there too. Mostly we were tired and hot from travelling, so we took the day pretty easy. After the park we split from the boys to do a little bit more shopping in Barcelona and grab some food before leaving for the train station. Abby and Liz came with us to the train station to play cards until we got on our train and left for Paris. Overall, Barcelona was a wonderful, relaxing time.
*Lesson #48: Always double-check military time. In fact, have multiple people check it.
I know this was a very brief (and rough) overview, but to go into detail would take more time and room then I have. Send me emails though, and I'll send you more detail about anything that sounds interesting. Paris blog to be coming shortly...
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