Well we've been busy bees since arriving in Vienna yesterday afternoon. Already climbed a bell-tower at the Stefansdom and then saw costumed musicians play Mozart at the Musikverein! And this morning we sauntered off to see the Hofburg and the imperial apartments of the Hapsburg empire circa 1916. Cool stuff really, and as my dad said, Princess Sisi hadsimilar qualities to the late Princess Diana (estranged, loved travel, beautiful). We're presently sat down at a cafe around the corner from the Louis Vuitton, Dolce & Gabbana, Gucci and Tiffany's. Warm weisse bier and carbonara. Mom fancies a library an I fancy a walkabout so we'll see what happens.
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Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Longest 36 hours
Getting down to it, this whole plan is downright mad... Landed in London at 5:30 local time, 00:30 in Indiana. Didn't sleep much because the Albanian man next to me didn't know how to turn off his reading light, and my seat at the bulwark also placed me directly below the television, so I had that gentle glow as well. I'm presently aboard a coach to London (with a seatbelt! Crazy Brits) and then I'll take a second coach to the other airport. My flight leaves there around 5pm local time and I arrive in Bratislava, Slovakia somewhere near 8. So that's actually only 24 hours of travel. Not as bad as I'd thought, and I do get to chill at Standsted for a while, where I can rest up. Heathrow really is a city unto itself. Likely twice as big as the city my dad grew up in (Manawa, WI, host of the awesomest July 4th rodeo weekend) and over 1,000 times more people there on a daily basis.
Swapped coaches and now I'm enjoying free wifi on my way to Stansted. Parents trying to convince me to come to Prague (I know, horrible issue to debate, one ancient European city or another) but I'm set on my day in Bratislava, because it's another country on my list.
London is gorgeous. Wish I could stay here on someone else's dime though....
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Swapped coaches and now I'm enjoying free wifi on my way to Stansted. Parents trying to convince me to come to Prague (I know, horrible issue to debate, one ancient European city or another) but I'm set on my day in Bratislava, because it's another country on my list.
London is gorgeous. Wish I could stay here on someone else's dime though....
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Friday, May 20, 2011
Journey begins anew
As I write this I'm sitting in Indianapolis, waiting for my plane. I just noticed I forgot Penguie and am somewhat sad he won't see Austria and Slovakia. They'd be new ones for him, and me as well. I felt I was forgetting something...
Well, here's to a good trip! A safe one and one with only a few bumps along the way.
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Well, here's to a good trip! A safe one and one with only a few bumps along the way.
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Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Goodbye's the hardest word
That was the most meaningful goodbye I think I've ever had. I love you guys and will miss you like crazy...
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Saturday, January 2, 2010
Calm Like You
I quoted this song earlier this year, and I just heard it again today. It just made me think about leaving, and that's sad.
I can still remember
When your city smelt exciting
I stillget a whiff
Ofthat aroma now and then
Burglaryand fireworks
The skies they were alighting
Accidents and toffee drops
And thinking on thetrain
Oh, he wasyoung , in the frost
Noregard for the cost
Of sayinghis feelings
In the moment they were felt
And if he wascalm like you
Locked up inside of your loops
Then he'd know for well
Thatall he had to say was
All he had to say was goodbye
Summertime made promises
It knew it couldn 't keep
The fairytale wasclimbing up
Amountain far too steep
Colouring the pictures
With your loyal hand
Now I am craving heartbreak
While you're making your demands
If he was calm like you
Locked up inside of your loops
Then he'd know for well
That all he had to say was
All he had to say was goodbye...
I still
Of
Burglary
Accidents and toffee drops
And thinking on the
Oh, he was
No
Of saying
In the moment they were felt
And if he was
Then he'd know for well
That
All he had to say was goodbye
The fairytale was
A
While you're making your demands
If he was calm like you
Locked up inside of your loops
Then he'd know for well
That all he had to say was
All he had to say was goodbye...
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Penguin in Transit
As promised!
Above: Train from Rome to Venice
Train from Strasbourg to Lyon
TGV from Paris to Strasbourg after my week traveling with Mom
Sleeper train from Paris to Madrid
Train from Basel to Strasbourg
Sunday, December 27, 2009
from venice with island love
I'm in the hotel in Venice, the internet is expensive and slow. I'm trying to email my mom some pictures from the trip so far but it's taking forever... Hopefully they will send before my 20 minutes remaining runs out but at this rate it's not looking good.
here's a few just for kicks, including a frozen fountain from Lyon, a canal complete with gondola from Venice, and St. Peter's Basilica in the Vatican.
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