Okay Okay... I have failed you. But, You have to get me some credit for admitting it, and you most definitely have to believe me when I say busy does not even begin to explain my past few weeks (Just ask Tonja). So where did we leave off... oh yeah I groped a complete stranger, had a fantastic harvest themed weekend in this beautiful city, and promised fall break stories...
Well here we go, but first some framework.
I travelled to Venice with Rex (and no... we are not married). After a few days we met our friend Laura in Milan, and onward the three of us went to the beach in Nice!! Now, that we have the basics done lets jump into the good part... the stories.
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| sums us up. |
Rex and I left the Daniel House around 2:30 (in the morning) took two night buses, one coach, an airplane, and another bus before we even arrived in Venice. Oh man, was it insane and remember that coach we took to get to the airport, oh yeah we missed our first one, tried to run it down, failed, and bought a new ticket for the next coach. But hey... we made some memories.
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| San Marco Square |
Venice was absolutely wonderful. The water. The art. The architecture. It was fantastic. A definite highlight for me was the Peggy Guggenheim Museum where many Jackson Pollock’s and Picasso’s are displayed (Word up). We also took a day trip a smaller island, which specialized in blown glass... amazing. Our hostel was interesting... both young children and the elderly were sprinkled amongst the college aged travelers. However, our room was separated from all the other travelers... well except for the second night when a mother and son joined our room at around two in morning. I was awoken by the throwing off clothes as the teenaged son decided to strip down to white briefs and then make his bed... which conveniently was facing my direction... it was a definite experience. The hostel was actually really great in the world of hostels... it was five minutes from San Marco Square, had free breakfast, and was clean (Shout out to Rex for booking that one… I still think we should have stayed in the precious, little hotel... haha).
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| The Grand Canal |
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| Beautiful |
Now, onward to Milano!!! Well actually onward to our train ride to Milano. This might be the best story so brace yourself. Okay, we get to train station in plenty of time, ask which platform our train arrives in, and are directed towards platform 1. About half an hour passes (Rex has paced back and forth this entire time because our train is not there), and no train has showed. He goes and checks the board it still says platform 1, so I’m all like calm down man. Fifteen more minutes pass... No train. I am secretly a little worried (but, there is no way I’m telling Rex that after I have told him to calm down so many time haha!!). Rex decided to go check the board one more time... and about three minutes later I see him raising his arms in a panic...I grab his bag, my bag, and start running towards. Side note...I have been beyond sick, so my lungs are legit on fire. I give him his bag and just follow. We reach platform ten, jump on a train (I am presuming this is out train), and it starts moving within ten seconds of his getting on. Crazy... so lesson learned... stay in front of the platform board. We take our seats across from each other, and try and get settled. However, the train had other plans for us. The child next to me played his Gameboy on full volume while his mom talked on her phone the entire ride, the girl across from Rex had an exploding bottle of Fanta, and the girl with the white powder. She entered the train with her hands cupped and full of white powder (Cocaine, Anthrax, your guess is as good as mine). She proceeds to throw the powder in the air Ke$ha glitter style. The train is silent... except for the Gameboy sounds. It was out of control.
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| Milano |
Despite the insane train ride... we make it to Milan!! It was wonderful to see Laura and be in a new city. Milan is obviously known for its shopping, and if you know me than you also know that is something I have in common with this fashion capital. The shops were perfect! Although, this broke backpacker had no money to buy anything. Milan is also home to The Last Supper... and somehow Rex managed to get us tickets. How? I do not know. They have very strict rules, and you are supposed to book online about three months in advance, but he managed to get us in. Oh man!! Was it amazing!!! It is very bad condition, but who cares... it is The Last Supper. The fifteen minutes you are allotted to look at the painting flew by and I found myself utterly entranced by the piece.
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| The Mediterranean |
Now let’s hit up Nice!! Nice might be tied for my favorite. It was beautiful. The Mediterranean Sea... was so blue and yes I did get in. However, I did not make it far. We decided to not really do anything touristy in Nice and just relax and explore the beautiful city. It was breathtaking.
Okay, so there you have it... fall break in a nutshell. But, let me just say the places were amazing; however, the friends were better. Late night talks take it or leave it, and even the miserable moments were all perfect because of them. I have been blessed. And hey, you should get to know these two as well... It will make your life!
Here’s to discovering.
Miss you guys.
p.s. We used Laura's camera in Milan and Nice... so check the book for those pics!!
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