(See index to navigate to earlier destinations in the trip as the pictures take up quite a bit of room... just so no one (mom) misses anything.)
UPDATE: Has finally been blogged about...
Monday, January 7, 2008
Dresden, Germany
Originally we were going to stay in Dresden for two or three days depending on how we felt. As it turns out, we only felt like staying there for the afternoon.
It was a long trip that ended with this: ^
The ass of a Ford Fiesta with a very "states-like" plate (NYC) and a ridiculous window sticker.
It was a long trip that ended with this: ^
The ass of a Ford Fiesta with a very "states-like" plate (NYC) and a ridiculous window sticker.
Prague, Czech Republic
This is Prague.
Prague is very pretty.
This is me in Prague.
This is a strip club I accidentally visited. It was one of the more uncomfortable moments of my life. (Good mothers everywhere are gasping...)
This is a "Good Mother" (vodka, amaretto, and a straw).
And this is our bar tab... (in CZK... don't panic).
Me - dancing unattractively - but having a darn good time.
Okan and I (No, I'm not sniffing him...).
This is a homeless man in Prague who got drunk and passed out in the middle the "war zone" and woke up when some people nearly set him on fire via firework. Apparently in Prague they don't shoot the fireworks into the air as much as they shoot them into crowds of people.
(New Years in Prague is amazing... and absolutely CRAZY!)
This is an unattractive squinting picture of me by a boat.
This the statue outside of the hostel we stayed in. I liked it, so I took a picture.
And this is me being lazy and not really writing anything at all about the most amazing city I've ever been to.
Prague is very pretty.
This is me in Prague.
This is a strip club I accidentally visited. It was one of the more uncomfortable moments of my life. (Good mothers everywhere are gasping...)
This is a "Good Mother" (vodka, amaretto, and a straw).
And this is our bar tab... (in CZK... don't panic).
Me - dancing unattractively - but having a darn good time.
Okan and I (No, I'm not sniffing him...).
This is a homeless man in Prague who got drunk and passed out in the middle the "war zone" and woke up when some people nearly set him on fire via firework. Apparently in Prague they don't shoot the fireworks into the air as much as they shoot them into crowds of people.
(New Years in Prague is amazing... and absolutely CRAZY!)
This is an unattractive squinting picture of me by a boat.
This the statue outside of the hostel we stayed in. I liked it, so I took a picture.
And this is me being lazy and not really writing anything at all about the most amazing city I've ever been to.
Vienna, Austria
Ohhhhh Vienna...
Where the weather's frigid cold, internet cafes are cheap, and beer is ordered by the meter...
I'm gunna be honest... not a lot was accomplished in Vienna. We saw some things... castle-blah-blah-covered-in-ice and church-of-I-can't-feel-my-aaah-face... you know, general stuff. I did however purchase a new coat and my first pair of "sock-pants"... both of which were essential in surviving Vienna.
Where the weather's frigid cold, internet cafes are cheap, and beer is ordered by the meter...
I'm gunna be honest... not a lot was accomplished in Vienna. We saw some things... castle-blah-blah-covered-in-ice and church-of-I-can't-feel-my-aaah-face... you know, general stuff. I did however purchase a new coat and my first pair of "sock-pants"... both of which were essential in surviving Vienna.
Venice, Italy
Is beautiful! See...
We celebrated Christmas (American Christmas... French Christmas was in Milan...) in Venice. Sam and I celebrated together one night and the next night the four of us went out to dinner at a restaurant next to the Rialto Bridge.
This is the Rialto Bridge:
Here's a photo of the inside of two Gondolas... the epitome of Venice tourism.
The second day that we were in Venice we went to the top of some tower (that I unfortunately cannot remember the name of) to see the city from above. I have several more pictures taken from the tower but I chose this one because you can kind of see the mountains through the fog (there's a lot of fog in Venice, but luckily we had really nice weather while we were there).
We celebrated Christmas (American Christmas... French Christmas was in Milan...) in Venice. Sam and I celebrated together one night and the next night the four of us went out to dinner at a restaurant next to the Rialto Bridge.
This is the Rialto Bridge:
Here's a photo of the inside of two Gondolas... the epitome of Venice tourism.
The second day that we were in Venice we went to the top of some tower (that I unfortunately cannot remember the name of) to see the city from above. I have several more pictures taken from the tower but I chose this one because you can kind of see the mountains through the fog (there's a lot of fog in Venice, but luckily we had really nice weather while we were there).
Milan, Italy
Milan, Italy; one of the great shopping capitals of the world.
Andrea Duntz; shopping enthusiast.
Total Amount of money spent while shopping in Milan: 17 Euro ($24.94)... on postcards and stamps (stamps are ridiculously priced at $1.47 a piece).
What I'm saying, and my mother can attest to this, is that it's truly amazing - an act of god if you will - that I didn't buy a single article of clothing. I'd planned on buying a coat here (I needed a new coat... see Vienna for further details) so was rather disappointed that I was unable to find anything in the only city that I'd actually planned to shop in.
Other than my complete dismay over the shopping situation IN MILAN?!??! (of all places... seriously....) it was alright. Our hotel was next to one of the major shopping streets (grrr...) so the location was good (but useless).
Of course we went to the Duomo (Duomo is Italian for Dom. Dom is German for cathedral. Cathedral is English... so this is where my explanation ends) and also to Sforza Castle (Castello Sforezesco - http://www.milanocastello.it/ing/lungaRestaurato.html) - both of which were very nice.
The picture below is of part of the Duomo. I was standing in front of the Duomo taking a picture of an adjacent building when a man came up to me and grabbed my wrist. Long story short:
Stinky ugly guy comes, grabs my wrist. I pull away. Stinky ugly guy grabs my wrist again. Stinky ugly guy puts something in my hand. "Something" is actually seeds. I realize this the same time a flock of pigeons do. For the next three minutes thirty-so pigeons gave me bird flu. Then stinky ugly guy tried to charge me for it (10 Euro = $14.67). I gave him 40 cents ( = $0.59) and pretended that I didn't understand English.
As I walked away another man approached me with a handful of string, he called them bracelets, and offered to sell me one for, "Only one Euro!" I again pretended not to be able to speak English and it was at this point that he said, "Italiano? Español? Français?" He speaks four languages and he's selling pieces of string next to stinky ugly guy.
Andrea Duntz; shopping enthusiast.
Total Amount of money spent while shopping in Milan: 17 Euro ($24.94)... on postcards and stamps (stamps are ridiculously priced at $1.47 a piece).
What I'm saying, and my mother can attest to this, is that it's truly amazing - an act of god if you will - that I didn't buy a single article of clothing. I'd planned on buying a coat here (I needed a new coat... see Vienna for further details) so was rather disappointed that I was unable to find anything in the only city that I'd actually planned to shop in.
Other than my complete dismay over the shopping situation IN MILAN?!??! (of all places... seriously....) it was alright. Our hotel was next to one of the major shopping streets (grrr...) so the location was good (but useless).
Of course we went to the Duomo (Duomo is Italian for Dom. Dom is German for cathedral. Cathedral is English... so this is where my explanation ends) and also to Sforza Castle (Castello Sforezesco - http://www.milanocastello.it/ing/lungaRestaurato.html) - both of which were very nice.
The picture below is of part of the Duomo. I was standing in front of the Duomo taking a picture of an adjacent building when a man came up to me and grabbed my wrist. Long story short:
Stinky ugly guy comes, grabs my wrist. I pull away. Stinky ugly guy grabs my wrist again. Stinky ugly guy puts something in my hand. "Something" is actually seeds. I realize this the same time a flock of pigeons do. For the next three minutes thirty-so pigeons gave me bird flu. Then stinky ugly guy tried to charge me for it (10 Euro = $14.67). I gave him 40 cents ( = $0.59) and pretended that I didn't understand English.
As I walked away another man approached me with a handful of string, he called them bracelets, and offered to sell me one for, "Only one Euro!" I again pretended not to be able to speak English and it was at this point that he said, "Italiano? Español? Français?" He speaks four languages and he's selling pieces of string next to stinky ugly guy.
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