Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
F*%$ Museums!
Just kidding! (kind of)
Well as our four month marker approaches we found ourselves tiring of the big cities and not fully appreciating all they had to offer. Museum and church visits became merely perfunctory with nothing gained or learned, statues and monuments were going by unnoticed, and perhaps the biggest bummer of all, Trevor and I were getting on each others nerves like crazy. The solution: find a beach, get their quickly, stay there a while and do absolutely nothing. Croatia provided the perfect escape. I headed to Split for a few days by myself and Trevor followed a whole 36 hours later.
The Dalmatian coast is absolutely beautiful and rivals the Greek islands for the most idyllic setting. Huge sloping hills covered in thick, deep green trees flow into steep rock faces that meet the gentile green waters of the Adriatic forming tiny coved beaches for hundreds of miles. And it's not just mainland Croatia that is like this, as the hundreds of islands only a few miles off the coastline are exactly the same.
We spent 3 days in Split before heading on a five hour bus ride south to Dubrovnik. Here we stayed at a simple hostel with one of the most perfect views imaginable: to the left the red roofed houses of old town, and to the right, a big sweeping bay bustling with beach-goers during the day and dance parties at night until the wee hours of the morning. There were some great people staying at our hostel and we were even able to meet up with John, one of the travelers we have been with for most of our trip. We spent some of the days at a secluded little cove on the point of the bay and one of the days at a great cliff jumping location. No matter what though, we were in swim suits and sandals and happy as clams. The weather was perfection each day and night, and as we packed our bags on the last evening in preparation for our long travel day the next morning, it began to rain. It was as if it were meant to be.
Seven days of beautiful sun and no tourist expectations was just what we needed to see us through to the end of our trip. After a grueling 36 hour train ride from the south of Croatia to Berlin, Germany, we are fully charged and ready to see the sights, not because we feel we should, but because we are excited to.
Wow, just read that blog aloud and it's kinda sappy. Hmm, I guess that's what total relaxation brings.
Well as our four month marker approaches we found ourselves tiring of the big cities and not fully appreciating all they had to offer. Museum and church visits became merely perfunctory with nothing gained or learned, statues and monuments were going by unnoticed, and perhaps the biggest bummer of all, Trevor and I were getting on each others nerves like crazy. The solution: find a beach, get their quickly, stay there a while and do absolutely nothing. Croatia provided the perfect escape. I headed to Split for a few days by myself and Trevor followed a whole 36 hours later.
The Dalmatian coast is absolutely beautiful and rivals the Greek islands for the most idyllic setting. Huge sloping hills covered in thick, deep green trees flow into steep rock faces that meet the gentile green waters of the Adriatic forming tiny coved beaches for hundreds of miles. And it's not just mainland Croatia that is like this, as the hundreds of islands only a few miles off the coastline are exactly the same.
We spent 3 days in Split before heading on a five hour bus ride south to Dubrovnik. Here we stayed at a simple hostel with one of the most perfect views imaginable: to the left the red roofed houses of old town, and to the right, a big sweeping bay bustling with beach-goers during the day and dance parties at night until the wee hours of the morning. There were some great people staying at our hostel and we were even able to meet up with John, one of the travelers we have been with for most of our trip. We spent some of the days at a secluded little cove on the point of the bay and one of the days at a great cliff jumping location. No matter what though, we were in swim suits and sandals and happy as clams. The weather was perfection each day and night, and as we packed our bags on the last evening in preparation for our long travel day the next morning, it began to rain. It was as if it were meant to be.
Seven days of beautiful sun and no tourist expectations was just what we needed to see us through to the end of our trip. After a grueling 36 hour train ride from the south of Croatia to Berlin, Germany, we are fully charged and ready to see the sights, not because we feel we should, but because we are excited to.
Wow, just read that blog aloud and it's kinda sappy. Hmm, I guess that's what total relaxation brings.
Monday, May 11, 2009
Praha, Salzburg, Munchen
Where to begin? It´s been a while so here are the last three places we´ve seen. We visited Prague first, Salzburg second and Munich third, but technology eludes me and I can´t get the order correct on the blog. Cest la vie. Deal.
Salzburg - We couch surfed Salzburg and had another awesome experience but I´ll get to that later; the really important thing is that we did the Sound of Music tour!! Soooo cheezy, but so fun. Basically this horendously large bus painted with the entire von Trap family cruises through the city and points out all the places where the movie was filmed in addition to taking you out to the countryside to see the hills in which Maria and the children frolicked. Please note that all the while an extremely flamboyant tour guide is cracking the lamest jokes ever and yodeling for your attention...oh, and the soundtrack is playing in the background too. It was well worth is as Salzburg is one of the most beautiful places I think we´ve visited. It is perfect; it´s almost as if one would need to invent a word which encompases preserved, beautiful, quaint, lush, historical and idyllic.
We stayed with 6 college aged kids and basically felt like we were all hanging out with old friends. We watched the football game, drank some beers, and because the weather was so perfect, we had a big outdoor barbeque with them, us and a bunch of their other friends. Later that night, our host took us to a club built into a rock face that used to be a WWII bunker. It was like nothing I´ve ever seen. At first sight, it just looked like a cliff with an awning but when you walked in the ceiling was low and you walked down a 30 foot reinforced tunnel until coming to a T-intersection where you had the option of entering any of 5 rooms now featuring a bar, a karaoke area, trance music, punk music, or live music but which I´m sure used to hold guns, ammo, food, bombs and probably still some alcohol; the bar even had bars all around it like it used to be a prison cell. That was a pretty amazing night and did not make getting up early to catch our train to Munich any fun.

As close as I could come to singing and spinning on the mountain-tops
They don´t let you jump inside the gazebo anymore because a few years back an 80 year old lady broke her hip while hopping from bench to bench for her photo-op
For the moms
Prague- I´ll be blunt: not my favorite. Pretty, yes; cheap, yes; overridden with North American tourists, oh yes. After spending so much time in small medieval towns in eastern Europe, it was hard for me to see past the hundreds of tourst shops lining the street or the packs of American kids being herded from bar to bar on the apparently obligatory pub crawl. There are so many beautiful towns just like Prague that have maintained their charm whilst accommodating tourists. That being said, it wasn´t all bad; we were able to meet up with another one of the guys we have been traveling with and together we managed to party like the stories I´m sure you´ve all heard about Prague lightlife. The others hold a more favorable opinion of the city, but as I am writing this blog, my opinion is the opinion.
One of the best breakfasts we´ve made ourselves. Mmmm
Praha

Salzburg - We couch surfed Salzburg and had another awesome experience but I´ll get to that later; the really important thing is that we did the Sound of Music tour!! Soooo cheezy, but so fun. Basically this horendously large bus painted with the entire von Trap family cruises through the city and points out all the places where the movie was filmed in addition to taking you out to the countryside to see the hills in which Maria and the children frolicked. Please note that all the while an extremely flamboyant tour guide is cracking the lamest jokes ever and yodeling for your attention...oh, and the soundtrack is playing in the background too. It was well worth is as Salzburg is one of the most beautiful places I think we´ve visited. It is perfect; it´s almost as if one would need to invent a word which encompases preserved, beautiful, quaint, lush, historical and idyllic.
We stayed with 6 college aged kids and basically felt like we were all hanging out with old friends. We watched the football game, drank some beers, and because the weather was so perfect, we had a big outdoor barbeque with them, us and a bunch of their other friends. Later that night, our host took us to a club built into a rock face that used to be a WWII bunker. It was like nothing I´ve ever seen. At first sight, it just looked like a cliff with an awning but when you walked in the ceiling was low and you walked down a 30 foot reinforced tunnel until coming to a T-intersection where you had the option of entering any of 5 rooms now featuring a bar, a karaoke area, trance music, punk music, or live music but which I´m sure used to hold guns, ammo, food, bombs and probably still some alcohol; the bar even had bars all around it like it used to be a prison cell. That was a pretty amazing night and did not make getting up early to catch our train to Munich any fun.
Tourists!
Prague- I´ll be blunt: not my favorite. Pretty, yes; cheap, yes; overridden with North American tourists, oh yes. After spending so much time in small medieval towns in eastern Europe, it was hard for me to see past the hundreds of tourst shops lining the street or the packs of American kids being herded from bar to bar on the apparently obligatory pub crawl. There are so many beautiful towns just like Prague that have maintained their charm whilst accommodating tourists. That being said, it wasn´t all bad; we were able to meet up with another one of the guys we have been traveling with and together we managed to party like the stories I´m sure you´ve all heard about Prague lightlife. The others hold a more favorable opinion of the city, but as I am writing this blog, my opinion is the opinion.
Munich - Munich was an unexpected blast; we only went because everyone we talked to along our travels said we simply couldn´t skip it, and it turns out they were correct. We took a walking tour of the city, and I know I´ve said this a billion time in this post, but the weather was beautiful; spring in Europe is amazing. The trees come alive, the people come alive, everything is bustling with energy. We had a great guide who really knew his history as well as carried a love of the city as a whole. Over the course of 4 hours, we learned about the extensive Nazi history and the even more extensive action the city has taken to wash it out. Interesting fact: Only four buildings in Munich were left standing after WWII and all the rest are no more than 60 years old, but were reconstructed to look exactly as they did pre-war. Also, the only busidings with any remaining shrapnel marks are the university, so that the students growing up to run the country will remember the history, and government buildings so the people running the country don´t forget their history.
We of course drank our share of beer there too. It seems a liter, served in a stein which could easily kill someone is used correctly, is standard accompanyment to any meal. Munich is currently in the midst of a lesser publicized beer festival called Maibach - or May festival. The beer gardens were overflowing and the glasses were swinging back and forth with the cheers of happy drinkers.
Government building: Glass so they know what they are doing is seen by all, and shrapnel so they don´t forget why they are doing what they are doing.
A standing wave in the river which runs through the English Garden!!
The English Garden park alive with holiday makers. I even tried my hand at tight rope walking here!
Sunday, May 3, 2009
May Day in Poland
(large camp where 3 largest gas champers were and most of the killing happened)
Happy May Day Everyone!
Have no fear, the end is not coming and we are not proverbially "going down! Mayday, Mayday!" Here in Poland the 1st of May is a day to celebrate Spring and the end of the frigid Polish winter, May Day!
We spent a few days in Krakow, Poland. The city streets were hung with flags and masses of people strolled the streets enjoying the beautiful weather for the holiday weekend. Our hostel was located in Old Town so we were not to far from the action. We wandered through the streets, mainly in search of Pierogies, and would come across open plazas where outdoor concerts had been set up. So we would sit and enjoy the orchestra playing or an opera singer belting out some Polish tunes all the while basking under the warm sun and surrounded by a quaint medieval surrounding of tall churches with high steeples and horse drawn carriages.
In spite of the good times, the music and Pierogies will not be what we remember most from Poland. Our main purpose of going to Krakow was to see the Concentration Camp at Auschwitz. It was an experience that is really difficult to explain to anyone who has not been there. We took a guided tour of the place and heard so many stories of the awful things that happened there. Our guide was very informed and when I asked him why he chooses to do such a job he confided in me that his great grandfather was imprisoned there and that it is their family duty and privilege to get to inform people of what truly happened.
It was such an emotional place. The mood of the fellow tourists so somber and quiet. Most people walking with a look of utter disgust and shame at how negative humans can be. Many people walked with tears in their eyes as they walked past the heaps of shoes, glasses, human hair, luggage, pictures and kids toys all pilled so high that each one fills an entire room and our guide told us that this was all less that 3% of the total. Again, words cannot explain what we experienced and it is something we should all see and learn from. We did not take to many pictures here, mostly out of respect but also out of a lack of desire to see the sights again. It is also forbidden to take any pictures of the gas chambers, crematoriums, or inside any of the buildings. Over 1,000,000 people were killed at Auschwitz, including 200,000 children, the largest of all the camps. It really is the black eye of the human civilization.
All in all we are very glad we saw the camp and overall had a great time in Krakow, it really is a beautiful city with a rich history. We are now in Prague and eager to explore the city that has been recommended to us by every traveler we have encountered!
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Our Time in Budapest!
Ah the city of Budapest!
Well I am writing from Vienna after a great week in Budapest, Hungary. We arrived after a nine hour train ride, through lush forests and endless fields of yellow wildflowers, from Romania. It was a great train, Gypsieless and with doors that closed! We found our hostel, the Backpackers Guesthouse, and it quickly became our favorite hostel yet. The place scores a perfect 10 in character. Each room was adorned with a beautiful murrel of some sort. The backyard was planted with healthy trees, ponds and hammuks galore! Needless to say, it was the chilled out spot we have been looking for and needing.
The best part of Budapest was our friend Rem meeting us here to travel with us for the next three weeks. We checked into the hostel and I quickly found out what room he was staying in, knowing he would be sleeping and not out of the hostel. I broke open his door and within 10 seconds we were hugging and jumping around in circles cheering "YA YA YA WE ARE IN BUDAPEST!!!!" It was like we were little kids again re-united after being separated for two years! (to Wu/Frimond parents...exactly like when we were little kids!)
With the cheap prices, our excitement to be with Rem and an awesome hostel crew we made Budapest our party city and saw the town! We spent three of our four nights really indulging in the local boos (Palinka) and seeing the clubs of the town! However, our hostel was so much fun, we actually only made it out of the hostel one of the three nights.
As far as the sights, Budapest is a gorgeous city right on the Danube River. Their elaborate Parliment sits right on the river in a Westminster type of fashion and the huge Royal Palace sits across the banks on a hill. The architecture is similar to most European cities in design. Beautifuly ornate domes, statues every other turn and big plazas to sit and enjoy a coffe.
Our first day out we visited a Bath House. It was an interesting experience and was a good afternoon. It got a little awkward sitting in a sauna with a very naked 85 year old Hungarian man, but I guess that is where they got the expression, just turn the other cheak!
On the last day we did an amazing caving adventure. Hungary is dotted with intricate cave systems which the people have methodically mapped out and now offer tours of. We booked it thinking we would just be walking through some large caves little did we know we would be wiggling with one arm over our heads to try and fit through a four meter long tunnel no wider than our shoulders! It was two hours of adventure that would put Indiana Jones to shame!
We were sad to leave Budapest, as most places we have been to, but that is always the sign of a great city. We met some amazing people and learned some pretty cool things about a whole new culture of people. We are in Vienna now for a qucik two day stop over before we head of to Poland tomorrow. The sights in Vienna are just as beautiful as the people have said and I would love to spend more time here, funny how much we find ourselves saying that!
So many places to see and never enough time...
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