I only had 3 days in Aix between arriving from Italy and taking the train up to Paris, and they were pretty “packed” (no pun intended...) I had to pack up my whole room, which proved quite difficult as I’d been planning on Josh taking a lot of my stuff home for me in his bags. Luckily I was able to leave some stuff behind for the two girls that are going to come from SFU next year so that was helpful. But I still had a ton of (very heavy) luggage. (Oh, Sarah and I also spent a day taking a trip out to one last ‘village provençal’ as well as some lavender fields, which were amazing!!!) But, early in the morning on June 28th, the time had come to leave Aix for good. Sarah, being the lovely friend that she is, woke up early to accompany me to the bus station (and even with 2 of us, the walk there with all my stuff was absolutely brutal, but we did it) where I caught the shuttle to the train station.
A 3 hour train ride later I was in Paris, where I had arranged to meet up with a girl from my program at SFU (who had been studying in Paris this year) whose name is also Alex. Together we struggled with all my stuff on the metro (which included going up and down stairs SEVERAL times – I seriously should have taken a video of me trying to lug my 26 kilo suitcase UP a flight of stairs of a parisien metro station) but eventually, we finally made it to my little one star hotel. After dropping off my massive amounts of luggage, Alex and I grabbed some Chinese food from a cool little restaurant she knew of. Then we went to Starbucks (sadly, this is one of the things I really like about Paris, the fact that they have Starbucks) and grabbed frappes, then spent the next couple hours sipping/chatting/dipping our feet in the fountains in front of the Louvre (us, and hundreds of other people.) Totally chill but also kind of epic at the same time. After that I had to help Alex move her bags from her apartment, which is just outside of Paris, to her friend’s place right in the city. So we took care of that and hung out at her friend’s place for a bit which was nice (was my last chance to have a conversation with a French person!) We grabbed a quick bite to eat then I wanted to head back to my hotel as I was planning to go to Versailles early the next morning.
So I headed out to Versailles the following day as planned. It’s super easy and inexpensive to get there (less than 6 euro round trip.) Now the process of getting tickets was a bit complicated – the lines weren’t clearly marked and there was basically no one to ask. Not to mention I should have gotten in for next to nothing since I am technically a resident of France (there is a special price for European residents) BUT, since I didn’t have my passport/residence permit, I had to pay the full amount AND wait longer in line. GRRRR. Anyways, I didn’t find the Chateau itself all that impressive (although the hall of mirrors was cool) but the gardens… wow. This was one of my favorite things I’ve seen all year. I was also lucky enough to be there at a time when all the fountains where on which made it even more beautiful. And the gardens are HUGE! I had no idea how big they’d be but it would probably take you days to see all of it. My favorite part of the gardens was Marie Antoinette’s “hamlet”, a special private little area area she had designed for herself. It was such a magical looking little place, like something out of a fairy tale: there were adorable little buildings, as well as bridges and ponds. She apparently used it to “escape” from the castle from time to time, and I can imagine this must have been the perfect spot. It was just so special and very serene. I also walked around the “grotto” area, which is apparently where she was when found out people were storming the castle (start of the French Revolution.) Marie Antoinette was the only queen to have had any influence on the design of Versailles, and what an influence she ended up having! Anyways the gardens were just incredible, you’d have to see it to understand just how spectacular they are. So after a long day at Versailles (in some incredibly hot weather I might add), I headed back to the hotel to do my last bit of packing up and to get some sleep before my early flight the next day. Sure enough, before I knew it, I found myself in a taxi on my way to the airport, boarding an Air Canada plane with a huge smile on my face and feeling ready to leave, knowing that in a matter of hours I’d be HOME, for real. Many movies and bad airplane meals later, I was greeted by my family at YVR. It felt surreal, but so good, to be seeing them for the first time in practically 6 months.
Now that I’m back at home it kinda feels as if I never left. We had family over on Canada Day. I’ve already gotten together with some old friends. I’ve even started working at the same coffee/ice cream place I worked at last summer. I guess when all this familiarity hits you all at once, it’s hard to believe you left it for almost a year. So far, when asked the ever-pertinent question “Are you happy to be home?” I respond with a definite “yes.” I know I made the most of my time abroad, I have no regrets about my year and I think the time had come to return home. I mean, all good things have to come to an end, don’t they? However, I think I’m still in the “honeymoon” phase of being home (by that I mean enjoying things like sleeping in a double bed, driving a car, having a house stocked with food, having a couch/TV) and I’m sure once that wears off, I’ll be wishing I was back in Europe... but for now I'm glad to be home.
On another note, I'm finding that after moving to France and traveling to other countries, the world honestly seems so much smaller now when I think about it (I apologize for how cheesy that sentence must sound – but it’s true!) Before I left, a 10 hour flight to get from Vancouver to Paris seemed like an eternity. Now, when you think of the fact you can get from one side of world to the other in half a day, give or take a few hours, it really doesn’t seem that far. I guess it’s also because the more traveling I did and the more of the world I saw, the less I felt like I’d seen. Maybe that sounds stupid, but what I mean is, the more I traveled, the more I realized there was to see. I have an account on the “hostelworld” website, which is where I normally go to book the hostels I stay in when I travel. They have an application that lets you highlight each country you’ve been to, so other users can see where you’ve been. When I look at my highlighted map, I’m shocked to see how much of the world is left un-highlighted (and I haven’t even seen each country I’ve visited in its entirety!) I suppose in that sense, the world actually seems larger rather than smaller – I guess it’s a mix of both.
OK so, in attempt to conclude this mish-mash of thoughts: this year was absolutely amazing and I’m incredibly glad I made the decision to go on exchange. It was of course challenging at times but anything that didn’t kill me (literally or figuratively) just made me stronger (and definitely much, MUCH more patient.) I got to know myself much better than I would have had I not gone on this exchange and I realized I’m capable of more than I give myself credit for. I went to some incredible places and met some fantastic people, several of whom I hope will be lifelong friends. I was also incredibly glad to have had the opportunity to improve my French by being completely immersed in it. Although I can be extremely hard on myself when it comes to French, I really feel like I improved my language skills over the year, especially when it comes to speaking. This year also made me realize how much more traveling I would like to do in my life (I have already started planning where I want to go after I graduate!)
That brings my blog to a close. Thanks to anyone/everyone who followed my blog and/or facebook photos, it was always nice to know people were interested in what I was up to. AU REVOIR, la fin.
Jul 5, 2010
Ciao bella
So I’m home (for REAL home, as in Canada!) and am finally getting around to writing about my last big trip of the year, two weeks in Italy! As I mentioned in my previous blog, I had originally planned to travel Italy (post-Greece) with Josh but he got a really great job offer (he’s already moved up there and did his first flight this weekend!) so I decided to go ahead and do it on my own.
My trip started in Seregno with my extended family whom we visited at Christmas. It was really great to see them again and get a chance to spend a little bit more time with them. I was happy to be a part of their everyday lives and get to see how they normally live – it really made me feel like a more “immediate” part of the family. And of course we had tons of delicious food (pasta, gnocchi, lasagna, risotto, etc.) I also picked up a little bit of Italian while I was there! It would definitely be a stretch to say I can speak it a little but I definitely picked up a couple phrases, which was helpful as many of my family members speak little to no English. While I was there, I did day trips to Milan (my cousin Robyn and I climbed up the Duomo and did a bit of shopping) and Como Lake (where I wandered around on my own, and took the funicular up to Brunate to get some amazing views.) That weekend, Robyn, her mom Rosanna, her boyfriend Davide and I took a trip to Verona and to an amusement Park called “Gardaland”, situated just outside of a lovely little town called Sirmione. Our first stop was Verona and it was really nice! We got to see Juliet’s house which, although very touristy/commercialized, was really special I thought. The entry way is covered with letters to Juliet, and you can even see her balcony. The town itself was also very charming. After Verona we went to Sirmione, a cute little town situated right on Garda lake. There we just walked around, went for a nice lunch/dinner/gelato and swam in the lake. The next day, we were off to Gardaland where we met up with my other cousin Samuele (Robyn’s brother) and his girlfriend Adelia. I find being at amusement parks oddly comforting (maybe because they’re kind of similar no matter what country you’re in? Or perhaps because Disneyland is practically my second home…) at any rate it was a very nice day spent with my family and we got to go on some good rides. We headed back to Seregno on Sunday night and the next day I was off to Cinque Terre.
Cinque Terre is a collection of 5 little villages situated on the northern-ish coast of Italy. I stayed in the biggest of the 5 villages, Riomaggiore, in a funky little hostel called the “MarMar.” I was really impressed – it was very spacious (with a huge kitchen, common space and a very nice terrace.) It was a small scale hostel (only 10 people staying there) but it was just like one big apartment kind of, which was nice because you got a chance to meet and speak to everyone. I met some really nice people there, including a couple from Abbotsford and some very friendly Australian girls as well. I didn’t do a ton on my first day as I arrived rather late, I just wandered around the town, had a nice pasta dinner and sat by the water for a bit. The next day I was up quite early to do the 9km hike between each of the 5 villages. The weather wasn’t super nice but this turned out to be a plus because if it had been any hotter I would have had a difficult time completing the hike. Anyways, the hike was amazing! I stopped in each village for at least a half hour to wander around a little bit. My favourite village was probably Vernazza, which was the fourth one. I just thought it had the most unique geography as it kind of protruded out of the coastline a little bit which looked really cool from high up. Once I reached the last village (Monterosso) I got some gelato/napped on the beach/swam. After spending a few hours there I headed back to Riomaggiore (via train) and since it was raining pretty heavily that night, I just stayed in and hung out with the other people in the hostel. I got up relatively early the next day to head to Florence.
My first day in Florence I just ended up walking around and finding the main things to see along the way. I saw the Basilica di Santa Maria and its famous painted dome which was very impressive. I climbed the bell tower next to the Basilica which had an amazing view of the city (and the Tuscan hills surrounding it!) I saw the Piazza di Vecchio, which is like the main square, as well as the Vecchio Bridge, which is the only bridge that was not destroyed during WWII and dates back to the 1300s. That night I grabbed some dinner with some American girls I met in my hostel (we found a place that had veggie burgers! I’d never seen this in Europe before!) and just walked some more around the city. The next day I debated going into the Academia Gallery to see ‘David’ but decided against it, as it cost 10 euro and there was a bit of a line (I settled for seeing the fake one in the Piazza di Vecchio for free! I wouldn’t have been able to tell the difference anyway.) Instead, I went into an old palace that was the home of a wealthy Florentine family, which was very beautiful and apparently a perfect example of Renaissance architecture. After that, I wanted to go to the Santa Croce Cathedral but en route, I managed to get caught in a torrential downpour of rain and hail. I took cover under the awning of a church but that only covered like, half of me, but by the time I realized this it was too late to try and run somewhere else as being half covered was better than being not covered at all. It was ridiculous though. Once it stopped, I was soaked and thus had to go back to my hostel to change. I did however stop for lunch on the way and went into a very authentic looking little bakery and had a delicious foacaccia bun filled with tomato, mozzarella, olive paste and olive oil – it was sooo good and the people in the bakery were so nice. Anyways, after going back to my hostel to change, I finally made it to the Santa Croce which had the tombs of Michelangelo, Machiavelli and Galileo, which were cool to see. That night I was super tired and just ended up going for a swim (yes that’s right, the hostel had a pool – first time I’d ever seen that!) While in Florence I also took some day trips, to Siena and Pisa. Siena was only an hour and a half away from Florence by bus and it was really nice – similar to Florence but on a smaller scale. I visited the Piazza del Campo, which is the main square (it’s kind of in the shape of a racing track because they hold annual horse races there), the Duomo, as well as a really cool candle making store. Apart from that I just walked around and got getalo, and sat in the main square for a bit. But it was a really cute town. That evening, once I’d arrived back in Florence, I decided to try and find the Piazza de Michelangelo, which I had heard was a good place to watch the sunset. Well, I didn’t have my Florence map with me as I’d been in Siena all day (and I was too cheap to buy another) so I tried to find it by asking people… well, long story short, I took the LOOOONG way around and walked for probably close to 2 hours more than I would have had too. However it was a scenic route and I saw some nice things along the way which was good, and I did eventually find it and got to see a very lovely sunset (it was especially beautiful with the river/bridges in view.) I also did a day trip to Pisa, which was also a really nice town. Unfortunately it was a really rainy day when I went but it had a really pretty river running through it and the tower was of course very cool as well. Since I wasn’t with anyone I wasn’t able to take any of the “holding up the tower” pictures but there were so many people doing that already it would have felt too cheesy I think, so I didn’t really mind.
After Florence my next stop was Rome which, in order to get the cheapest ticket, I had to catch the train at 6:30 AM. I checked into my hostel and then set out to see the Colosseum. When I arrived, I saw several people standing outside with official badge-type things saying ‘Ask me for more information’, or something to that effect. Curious, I asked what they were selling/offering information about. She told me that if we were to buy tickets through her, we could not only skip the line up but also have a guided tour for the Colosseum, Palatine Hill and the Forum, for 20 euro. This seemed to be a good deal as a normal ticket for these sites cost 12 euro already. So I opted for the 20 euro option, and as promised, got to skip the huuuge line up for the Colosseum and go pretty much right in. Our guide was really good as well, he told us all about the events/shows that took place at the Colosseum. After spending some time there, we headed over to Palatine Hill. This is where the brothers “Romulus and Remus” lived (the city of Rome was eventually founded by Romulus – that is where the name ‘Rome’ comes from) as well as many emperors of Rome in the years that followed (like Augustus, for example). Mussolini also had a summer home there, as he apparently thought that if it had been good enough for the emperors it was good enough for him. At the base of Palatine Hill is the Forum, which is basically all the most important structures of ancient Rome (most of them temples) all concentrated in one area. It was impressive but overwhelming, like there was just too much amazing-ness crammed into too small an area. After seeing all these ‘main’ sights, I continued on walking and saw:
- The Pantheon (where Rafeal is buried)
- Piazza di Navona, beautiful square with a lovely fountain in the center
- The Trevi fountain, which was simply the most stunning fountain I’ve ever seen
- The Spanish Steps, which I had especially wanted to see because I have a photo of me sitting on them from when I was 2 (when we came over for a wedding in my Italian family) – so 18 years later, I have the same photo!
- A really cool park that I don’t know the name of, but it was right next to the Spanish steps and had a huge terrace with a nice view of the square below.
The next day I went to the Vatican Museum (which is attached to the building that serves as the official residence of the Pope.) I decided to sign up for another one of the “tours” because, again, for a bit more money you got to skip the line and go with a guide. This turned out to be a good decision in the end because the Vatican is HUGE and I wouldn’t have known what to see or the significance of anything I was seeing. We saw many well known sculptures, none of which had any particular significance to me, but I thought the Belvedere torso statue was interesting because a) although it isn’t certain, it is rumored to be of Hercules, who is at least someone I’ve heard of (thanks to the Disney movie, but still) and b) apparently Michelangelo was asked to fix it up but refused as he didn’t want to tamper with such a well-done sculpture. Apart from that, we rooms upon rooms with walls and ceilings just FILLED with amazing paintings. Going with the guide was so helpful because she was able to point out actual specific people in certain paintings. For example, one painting had Plato, Aristotle, Rafeal, Pythagoras and Michelangelo – had the guide not pointed this out I would just have thought they were random people! She also explained the significance of the figures in the Sistine Chapel paintings. Michelangelo, who painted most of the Chapel at the request of the Pope, was apparently somewhat against the Pope’s desire for extravagance and displayed this in his paintings in the Chapel. The Chapel was of course extremely crowded (with tons of people blatantly ignoring the signs and requests of security to NOT take photos, which I found irritating and extremely disrespectful) which made it a bit difficult to just stand and appreciate the magnificence of it, but it was still amazing to see. I also got to go into St. Peter’s Basilica, which is the main cathedral of the Vatican City. It was impressive of course but I didn’t find it very beautiful necessarily. Also, fun fact: there is a 7 year waiting list to get married there! After leaving the Vatican, I had wanted to go into the actual Vatican “City” to have a look around because, as I had learned earlier that day, it counts as its own separate country (or, as a state, I still don’t really understand to be honest) – but at any rate they have their own license plates, passports and currency. However, when I asked someone how to get into the actual “city”, she looked at me a bit funny and said “what city?” to which I responded, “umm… the Vatican City?” She then nicely informed me that you need special permission to enter (apart from the main Square in front of the St. Peter’s Basilica, which is open to everyone.) I felt like a huge idiot because I had no idea, I thought it would have open borders like most other European countries! Anyway, I obviously didn’t have any kind of special permission to go into the Vatican City and did not get to go in. (I’m quite intrigued to see it though, apparently there are just 900 people living there – and it’s right in the middle of Italy! I find it quite random.) Anyways, after seeing the Vatican Museum I was just exhausted (and it was already late afternoon by this point) so I headed back to the hostel. The next morning I caught an early train to Milan, from where I headed back to Seregno to spend a last couple of days with my family before taking an overnight bus back to Aix on June 24.
Italy was fantastic. Although I would have loved to have seen it with Josh, it ended up being just fine by myself and I met some cool people along the way. My favorite spot would definitely have to be Cinque Terre because it was probably the least touristy out of all the places I saw, and just simply incredible/beautiful. The hike I did there was also super enjoyable: it had the perfect amount of difficulty (I was tired at the end but not exhausted) and it was perfect to be able to stop in each of the 5 villages and have a look around. I enjoyed Florence, but probably would have enjoyed it more if I was more of an art person – I think the main things to do there are to go to the Academia and Uffizi galleries, neither of which interested me very much (especially considering how expensive they were.) But I really enjoyed my little day trips to Siena and Pisa. As for Rome, the word that most comes to mind is magnificent; the age, style and sheer MASS of the ruins were just incredible. And I don’t know if Rome is just an easy city to navigate or if 10 months of traveling has (finally) taught me how to read maps but I found I was able to find my way around on foot very easily, even though it’s quite a big city. It was also fantastic to be able to spend some more time with my family after just meeting them briefly at Christmas. I really felt like I was able to be a part of the everyday happenings which felt nice. Lastly, I was happy to learn that pasta is its own Italian foodgroup - it's not just a stereotype!!!
My trip started in Seregno with my extended family whom we visited at Christmas. It was really great to see them again and get a chance to spend a little bit more time with them. I was happy to be a part of their everyday lives and get to see how they normally live – it really made me feel like a more “immediate” part of the family. And of course we had tons of delicious food (pasta, gnocchi, lasagna, risotto, etc.) I also picked up a little bit of Italian while I was there! It would definitely be a stretch to say I can speak it a little but I definitely picked up a couple phrases, which was helpful as many of my family members speak little to no English. While I was there, I did day trips to Milan (my cousin Robyn and I climbed up the Duomo and did a bit of shopping) and Como Lake (where I wandered around on my own, and took the funicular up to Brunate to get some amazing views.) That weekend, Robyn, her mom Rosanna, her boyfriend Davide and I took a trip to Verona and to an amusement Park called “Gardaland”, situated just outside of a lovely little town called Sirmione. Our first stop was Verona and it was really nice! We got to see Juliet’s house which, although very touristy/commercialized, was really special I thought. The entry way is covered with letters to Juliet, and you can even see her balcony. The town itself was also very charming. After Verona we went to Sirmione, a cute little town situated right on Garda lake. There we just walked around, went for a nice lunch/dinner/gelato and swam in the lake. The next day, we were off to Gardaland where we met up with my other cousin Samuele (Robyn’s brother) and his girlfriend Adelia. I find being at amusement parks oddly comforting (maybe because they’re kind of similar no matter what country you’re in? Or perhaps because Disneyland is practically my second home…) at any rate it was a very nice day spent with my family and we got to go on some good rides. We headed back to Seregno on Sunday night and the next day I was off to Cinque Terre.
Cinque Terre is a collection of 5 little villages situated on the northern-ish coast of Italy. I stayed in the biggest of the 5 villages, Riomaggiore, in a funky little hostel called the “MarMar.” I was really impressed – it was very spacious (with a huge kitchen, common space and a very nice terrace.) It was a small scale hostel (only 10 people staying there) but it was just like one big apartment kind of, which was nice because you got a chance to meet and speak to everyone. I met some really nice people there, including a couple from Abbotsford and some very friendly Australian girls as well. I didn’t do a ton on my first day as I arrived rather late, I just wandered around the town, had a nice pasta dinner and sat by the water for a bit. The next day I was up quite early to do the 9km hike between each of the 5 villages. The weather wasn’t super nice but this turned out to be a plus because if it had been any hotter I would have had a difficult time completing the hike. Anyways, the hike was amazing! I stopped in each village for at least a half hour to wander around a little bit. My favourite village was probably Vernazza, which was the fourth one. I just thought it had the most unique geography as it kind of protruded out of the coastline a little bit which looked really cool from high up. Once I reached the last village (Monterosso) I got some gelato/napped on the beach/swam. After spending a few hours there I headed back to Riomaggiore (via train) and since it was raining pretty heavily that night, I just stayed in and hung out with the other people in the hostel. I got up relatively early the next day to head to Florence.
My first day in Florence I just ended up walking around and finding the main things to see along the way. I saw the Basilica di Santa Maria and its famous painted dome which was very impressive. I climbed the bell tower next to the Basilica which had an amazing view of the city (and the Tuscan hills surrounding it!) I saw the Piazza di Vecchio, which is like the main square, as well as the Vecchio Bridge, which is the only bridge that was not destroyed during WWII and dates back to the 1300s. That night I grabbed some dinner with some American girls I met in my hostel (we found a place that had veggie burgers! I’d never seen this in Europe before!) and just walked some more around the city. The next day I debated going into the Academia Gallery to see ‘David’ but decided against it, as it cost 10 euro and there was a bit of a line (I settled for seeing the fake one in the Piazza di Vecchio for free! I wouldn’t have been able to tell the difference anyway.) Instead, I went into an old palace that was the home of a wealthy Florentine family, which was very beautiful and apparently a perfect example of Renaissance architecture. After that, I wanted to go to the Santa Croce Cathedral but en route, I managed to get caught in a torrential downpour of rain and hail. I took cover under the awning of a church but that only covered like, half of me, but by the time I realized this it was too late to try and run somewhere else as being half covered was better than being not covered at all. It was ridiculous though. Once it stopped, I was soaked and thus had to go back to my hostel to change. I did however stop for lunch on the way and went into a very authentic looking little bakery and had a delicious foacaccia bun filled with tomato, mozzarella, olive paste and olive oil – it was sooo good and the people in the bakery were so nice. Anyways, after going back to my hostel to change, I finally made it to the Santa Croce which had the tombs of Michelangelo, Machiavelli and Galileo, which were cool to see. That night I was super tired and just ended up going for a swim (yes that’s right, the hostel had a pool – first time I’d ever seen that!) While in Florence I also took some day trips, to Siena and Pisa. Siena was only an hour and a half away from Florence by bus and it was really nice – similar to Florence but on a smaller scale. I visited the Piazza del Campo, which is the main square (it’s kind of in the shape of a racing track because they hold annual horse races there), the Duomo, as well as a really cool candle making store. Apart from that I just walked around and got getalo, and sat in the main square for a bit. But it was a really cute town. That evening, once I’d arrived back in Florence, I decided to try and find the Piazza de Michelangelo, which I had heard was a good place to watch the sunset. Well, I didn’t have my Florence map with me as I’d been in Siena all day (and I was too cheap to buy another) so I tried to find it by asking people… well, long story short, I took the LOOOONG way around and walked for probably close to 2 hours more than I would have had too. However it was a scenic route and I saw some nice things along the way which was good, and I did eventually find it and got to see a very lovely sunset (it was especially beautiful with the river/bridges in view.) I also did a day trip to Pisa, which was also a really nice town. Unfortunately it was a really rainy day when I went but it had a really pretty river running through it and the tower was of course very cool as well. Since I wasn’t with anyone I wasn’t able to take any of the “holding up the tower” pictures but there were so many people doing that already it would have felt too cheesy I think, so I didn’t really mind.
After Florence my next stop was Rome which, in order to get the cheapest ticket, I had to catch the train at 6:30 AM. I checked into my hostel and then set out to see the Colosseum. When I arrived, I saw several people standing outside with official badge-type things saying ‘Ask me for more information’, or something to that effect. Curious, I asked what they were selling/offering information about. She told me that if we were to buy tickets through her, we could not only skip the line up but also have a guided tour for the Colosseum, Palatine Hill and the Forum, for 20 euro. This seemed to be a good deal as a normal ticket for these sites cost 12 euro already. So I opted for the 20 euro option, and as promised, got to skip the huuuge line up for the Colosseum and go pretty much right in. Our guide was really good as well, he told us all about the events/shows that took place at the Colosseum. After spending some time there, we headed over to Palatine Hill. This is where the brothers “Romulus and Remus” lived (the city of Rome was eventually founded by Romulus – that is where the name ‘Rome’ comes from) as well as many emperors of Rome in the years that followed (like Augustus, for example). Mussolini also had a summer home there, as he apparently thought that if it had been good enough for the emperors it was good enough for him. At the base of Palatine Hill is the Forum, which is basically all the most important structures of ancient Rome (most of them temples) all concentrated in one area. It was impressive but overwhelming, like there was just too much amazing-ness crammed into too small an area. After seeing all these ‘main’ sights, I continued on walking and saw:
- The Pantheon (where Rafeal is buried)
- Piazza di Navona, beautiful square with a lovely fountain in the center
- The Trevi fountain, which was simply the most stunning fountain I’ve ever seen
- The Spanish Steps, which I had especially wanted to see because I have a photo of me sitting on them from when I was 2 (when we came over for a wedding in my Italian family) – so 18 years later, I have the same photo!
- A really cool park that I don’t know the name of, but it was right next to the Spanish steps and had a huge terrace with a nice view of the square below.
The next day I went to the Vatican Museum (which is attached to the building that serves as the official residence of the Pope.) I decided to sign up for another one of the “tours” because, again, for a bit more money you got to skip the line and go with a guide. This turned out to be a good decision in the end because the Vatican is HUGE and I wouldn’t have known what to see or the significance of anything I was seeing. We saw many well known sculptures, none of which had any particular significance to me, but I thought the Belvedere torso statue was interesting because a) although it isn’t certain, it is rumored to be of Hercules, who is at least someone I’ve heard of (thanks to the Disney movie, but still) and b) apparently Michelangelo was asked to fix it up but refused as he didn’t want to tamper with such a well-done sculpture. Apart from that, we rooms upon rooms with walls and ceilings just FILLED with amazing paintings. Going with the guide was so helpful because she was able to point out actual specific people in certain paintings. For example, one painting had Plato, Aristotle, Rafeal, Pythagoras and Michelangelo – had the guide not pointed this out I would just have thought they were random people! She also explained the significance of the figures in the Sistine Chapel paintings. Michelangelo, who painted most of the Chapel at the request of the Pope, was apparently somewhat against the Pope’s desire for extravagance and displayed this in his paintings in the Chapel. The Chapel was of course extremely crowded (with tons of people blatantly ignoring the signs and requests of security to NOT take photos, which I found irritating and extremely disrespectful) which made it a bit difficult to just stand and appreciate the magnificence of it, but it was still amazing to see. I also got to go into St. Peter’s Basilica, which is the main cathedral of the Vatican City. It was impressive of course but I didn’t find it very beautiful necessarily. Also, fun fact: there is a 7 year waiting list to get married there! After leaving the Vatican, I had wanted to go into the actual Vatican “City” to have a look around because, as I had learned earlier that day, it counts as its own separate country (or, as a state, I still don’t really understand to be honest) – but at any rate they have their own license plates, passports and currency. However, when I asked someone how to get into the actual “city”, she looked at me a bit funny and said “what city?” to which I responded, “umm… the Vatican City?” She then nicely informed me that you need special permission to enter (apart from the main Square in front of the St. Peter’s Basilica, which is open to everyone.) I felt like a huge idiot because I had no idea, I thought it would have open borders like most other European countries! Anyway, I obviously didn’t have any kind of special permission to go into the Vatican City and did not get to go in. (I’m quite intrigued to see it though, apparently there are just 900 people living there – and it’s right in the middle of Italy! I find it quite random.) Anyways, after seeing the Vatican Museum I was just exhausted (and it was already late afternoon by this point) so I headed back to the hostel. The next morning I caught an early train to Milan, from where I headed back to Seregno to spend a last couple of days with my family before taking an overnight bus back to Aix on June 24.
Italy was fantastic. Although I would have loved to have seen it with Josh, it ended up being just fine by myself and I met some cool people along the way. My favorite spot would definitely have to be Cinque Terre because it was probably the least touristy out of all the places I saw, and just simply incredible/beautiful. The hike I did there was also super enjoyable: it had the perfect amount of difficulty (I was tired at the end but not exhausted) and it was perfect to be able to stop in each of the 5 villages and have a look around. I enjoyed Florence, but probably would have enjoyed it more if I was more of an art person – I think the main things to do there are to go to the Academia and Uffizi galleries, neither of which interested me very much (especially considering how expensive they were.) But I really enjoyed my little day trips to Siena and Pisa. As for Rome, the word that most comes to mind is magnificent; the age, style and sheer MASS of the ruins were just incredible. And I don’t know if Rome is just an easy city to navigate or if 10 months of traveling has (finally) taught me how to read maps but I found I was able to find my way around on foot very easily, even though it’s quite a big city. It was also fantastic to be able to spend some more time with my family after just meeting them briefly at Christmas. I really felt like I was able to be a part of the everyday happenings which felt nice. Lastly, I was happy to learn that pasta is its own Italian foodgroup - it's not just a stereotype!!!
Jun 9, 2010
OPA!
So I’ve pretty much been wanting to visit Greece since I saw ‘Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants’, AKA since I was about 15. The rents were a bit iffy about me going alone (and given the unstable situation in Athens right now it’s probably good I didn’t go alone) so I ended up booking a ‘Contiki’ tour which, for those of you who don’t know, is a tour group specifically for 18-35 year olds. It’s also how my parents met over 30 years ago! Anyways, I took the train to Milan on May 27 (there weren’t any direct flights from Marseille-Athens), spent a night with my Italian family and got dropped off at the airport the next morning. Well, of course France managed to find a way to screw up my travel plans even when I was out of the country; due to a French Air Traffic Control strike, the plane that would have been used to go from Milan to Athens never arrived (it should have arrived from France) and since I had booked with a low-budget airline (EasyJet) they didn’t have another flight to put us on. So I had to take a bus over to the other terminal and buy a much more expensive ticket AND wait for approximately 10 extra hours. Luckily during this time I met 2 really nice Greek girls, one of whom helped me find my way once we arrived in Athens. This was super helpful as Athens was a pretty sketchy city even during the day! Anyway, I finally arrived at my hotel at 1AM-ish and went straight to bed. The next day we (when I say we, I mean my roommate who turned out not only to be from White Rock BUT is also the older sister of one of my friends from high school! Crazy coincidence) were up early to visit the old Olympic Stadium and the Acropolis, which is was an important religious site in ancient Greece. You can still see the ruins of old temples, as well as get an amazing view of the city. Apart from there being an overwhelming amount of people there, it was very impressive! After experiencing a bit of ‘ancient’ Athens, we headed back to our hotel for some more ‘modern’ Athens activities, ie. laying out by the pool on the roof of our hotel. Then that night we headed out for dinner at a taverna in the Plaka area. This is when I met everyone in my group (all 9 of us anyway – which is small for a Contiki group) a couple from California, 1 Australian guy, 5 other Canadian girls (from White Rock, Calgary, Toronto and Montreal) and then our tour manager, Gen, who was from South Africa. The food was delicious: tzasiki, olives, greek salad, deep-fried zucchini, beans, and plenty of wine. There was also traditional Greek dancing – it was very entertaining but I spend most of the meal hoping the guy wouldn’t kick me in the head (I was sitting at the end of the table and a lot of his moves required him to kick his legs way up into the air..) but it was really good. After that we headed back to the hotel as we had an early ferry to Mykonos in the morning.
So we caught the ferry to Mykonos at 7AM-ish. The ferry was huge and we kept saying how it felt like we were on an airplane. My roommate Stephanie and I spend most of the trip out on the deck chatting and enjoying the gorgeous blue water and the occasional island we passed by. We arrived at our resort (‘Aphrodite Beach’) which was SO nice, much nicer than I had been expecting! We spend most of the day lounging at the beach, which was located RIGHT in front of our hotel. That night we had a group dinner at the resort which was delicious, and afterwards we just hung out at the bar and had drinks. The next morning we ventured into town (our resort was located about a 15 minute bus ride outside of town) and had a look around. It was SO, so cute. There were tons of nice clothing stores, cute little restaurants and cafes. The ‘streets’ were really narrow and twisted around a lot, making it very hard to find your way! It was apparently made this way by pirates so people would get lost inside. There was also a charming little area right on the water called Little Venice (I actually commented that it looked like Venice before I even realized that was its name!) and it was just so beautiful. We also spotted Petros, a pelican who is the ‘mascot’ of Mykonos! Later that afternoon we all went to Paradise Beach, which is basically just a club/bar that is RIGHT on the water, where it’s considered to be perfectly acceptable to be drinking at 3 in the afternoon. We just hung out and relaxed there for a few hours then headed back to the hotel, where we had a really good dinner at the resort restaurant (we had several delicious meals there actually) which is also situated pretty much ON the beach – it was SO nice. Most of the next day was spent at the beach tanning, napping and swimming (I can’t really explain how amazing this beach was, but it’s probably the nicest one I’ve ever seen.) We wanted to take it kind of easy because that night we were going out with the OTHER Contiki group who had just arrived in Mykonos. So that night we all went out for dinner (another tasty meal that included salad with feta and some kind of peanut-thai dressing, which I thought was a strange but delicious combo, as well as fried cheese) and then to a cocktail bar in Little Venice for some pre-drinking (where we all ended up having shots that were on fire… I blew mine out before I drank it though) and finally off to the Down Under Bar where we spend the night dancing. The end of the night was a bit of a gongshow; my group wanted to go to another bar but I elected to stay behind with the other Contiki group, so they said they would come back and get me. Well, at some point (2 or 3 AM, I really have no idea) the other Contiki group decided to leave so I went with them as to not get left behind. So while I was safe and sound on the other Contiki bus, my tour manager (along with the rest of my group) was running around the streets of Mykonos looking for the ‘Underground’ bar (and not the Down Under, as it was actually called – this mix up of names may have been due to the amount of liquor consumed…) anyway the 2 tour managers finally got in touch with each other and it all worked out but this was a big joke for the rest of the trip. The last morning we had just enough time to go for another morning dip in the ocean (something I did each morning while in Mykonos) and have breakfast, then we were off to Santorini (which was a bit of a brutal ferry ride for some of us, due to the night before.)
We arrived in Santorini late evening so we set off to have dinner. The restaurant was adorable, we sat on the patio just as the sun was going down… amazing. Here we tried a couple new things, such as deep fried tomatoes (which look and sound a bit gross but were actually so good, especially with tsaziki sauce) and stuffed vine leaves (vine leaves stuffed with rice.) Our dinner went pretty late so after that we headed back to the hotel (situated about a 15 minute walk outside the center of Fira, so not on a beach – but it did have a pool!) The next day we did a trip out to see the volcano (Santorini is a volcanic island that used to be connected to the actual volcano) so we walked down about 500 steps to the port, where we got on a boat that took us over to the volcano. The island was cool, it kind of looked like something out of Lord of the Rings, but it looked less ‘volcano-y’ than I thought it would (as in, there wasn’t one BIG crater, there were several little ones all over.) Then the boat took us over to a red-sand hot spring, situated in the alcove of another little island. We got to jump off the side of the boat and go swimming which was so cool! Stephanie was a bit afraid but she did it anyway so I was very proud of her :) After swimming for a bit we climbed back onto the boat and headed back to Santorini, where we decided to ride donkeys back up the steps we had previously walked down. This was somewhat of a terrifying experience. There are donkeys EVERYWHERE, they’re not on leashes or anything, and they have a hard time walking in a straight line so there were several moments where they almost crashed into the walls. And while all of this is going on, tourists are trying to walk DOWN the stairs but since the donkeys don’t walk straight, and since it’s pretty impossible to steer them, you end up almost plowing over so many people. It was extremely hectic and very hilarious, but we survived. After grabbing a falafel pita (sooo much better in Greece than at home, I swear) we headed back to the hotel for a nap. That evening we played some drinking game Uno (which basically meant everytime you made someone pick up cards, or you changed the colour on somebody, they had to drink) and then headed out for dinner, which we ate on a rooftop overlooking the water/volcano… once again, amazing. After dinner we headed out to ‘Murphy’s’, a completely un-Greek but still super fun bar where we had a really fun time. The next we slept in, then Stephanie and I headed into town around lunchtime. She wanted to shop, so we split up for a bit. I had another pita from the same place, then went to a little museum that had old photos of Santorini, with traditional outfits from way back in the day to some more recent photos from the volcano/earthquake that both happened in the 50s, then some present day paintings of the island. After poking around there, I just wandered around Fira for probably a good two hours. I think it is safe to say that it is probably the most beautiful place I have ever seen. The higher I climbed, the views just got more and more amazing, with pristine blue water and row upon row of white-washed buildings. There were tons of little tavernas (all of which had amazing views – it would have been hard to find a place in Santorini that didn’t) and several lovely churches with the traditional blue-domed roofs. There were also several charming little art galleries, one specifically had a setting I just fell in love with: it had a terrace, with a black lab lying on the steps, flowers everywhere and a super friendly Australian woman painting away that I chatted with for a bit, and of course to top it off you could see the ocean from the backround. It just looked so peaceful, and her art work (t-shirts, jewelry, aprons, etc.) were so funky but really nice. And everything she used (materials, etc.) was Greek, which I thought was cool. Anyways I just spend the rest of the time walking around, not doing anything in particular but just taking it all in. This was my favourite moment during my time in Greece, just walking around in the most beautiful setting I’d ever seen, without a care in the world. OK, enough of being super cheesy… that night we went to Oia, another part of Santorini which is known for its famous sunsets. We had a little picnic set up (cheese, crackers, olives, wine, etc.) and ate as we watched the sun set. It was just breathtaking, definitely one of the most (if not THE most) beautiful sunset I’d ever seen. We also got the chance to walk around Oia a little bit, which is once again filled with the most quaint little cafes and shops. My friend from Montreal, Sarah, and I happened across this adorable little bookshop that we went in to – the employees looked like they were in the middle of a ‘staff meeting’ (very informal) but when we walked in they immediately asked us if we wanted any wine. I definitely had a ‘yep, we’re definitely in Europe’ moment, as this would never happen in a million years in Canada. Anyways, the bookshop was literally the cutest thing I’d ever seen, with tons of little wooden shelves and funky little things… ahhh we just loved it so much. After that we wandered around a bit more, then headed back to the hotel with the group.
The next day after breakfast we were off to our last destination, Ios. We stayed at another fabulous place called the Far Out resort, which was again right on the beach. Ios was the place where we did the least in terms of sightseeing (although Stephanie and I did head into town one of the days, but found there wasn’t a ton to see, although it did have one very impressive church.) Ios is apparently known as being a huge party island, so most of our time was spent at the beach or at the bar; I managed to find enough energy to go out each of the three nights we were there. There are hilarious moments from each night I’m sure, but a few highlights included getting shots poured into our mouths by the bartender (something they do for Contiki travelers), getting a free t-shirt for ordering a certain number of shots, going to a bar where you put on a helmet and they hit you on the head with a bat as you do shots (I didn’t do this but a girl in our group did – so funny) … etc. Needless to say it was pretty hectic, but we had a lot of fun and met lots of new people. So, after 3 nights in Ios, we spent one more lovely day on the beach and then by later afternoon it was time to head back to Athens, where we arrived pretty late and thus grabbed a quick bite to eat and went to bed. We all flew out at different times the next day and then before I knew it, the trip I’d been looking forward to for so long was over.
Greece has been my favourite destination thus far. I found the people to be extremely nice and friendly, the food was delicious, the beaches were amazing, the towns were stunning and the nightlife was awesome. Apart from seeing the Acropolis, I didn’t care too much for Athens (although that’s probably due more to the fact that Athens is in pretty rough shape at the moment) but for the islands, I liked each one for a different reason. I thought Mykonos had the best beaches, Santorini had the prettiest town/views and Ios had the best party scene. If I had to choose a favourite though I think I would have to say Santorini because I was literally in awe of it the whole time I was there. The only downside to Greece was that it was insanely touristy. I realize obviously that I too am a tourist, I just mean that you sometimes feel that you’re not getting a very authentic experience because of all the tourists (for example, seeing tons of snack shops offering crepes and burgers when you could be having a pita or souvlaki.) But apart from that I thought it was just fantastic. It is definitely somewhere I want to go back one day (and it’s definitely where I’m going for my honeymoon I’ve decided!) As for the Contiki group, I think it was perfect for this kind of trip as it would have been a bit complicated to plan on my own, considering the islands don’t have very reliable forms of public transportation, especially if you stay a bit outside the center. Plus, after finishing exams it was nice to go on a trip where I really felt like I was on ‘vacation.’ Plus our group was small so we never had to wait for a long time for our bags to be loaded onto the bus or whatever. And our tour guide was a riot, and everyone on the tour was super nice too! All in all, this was a great trip and I’m so glad I did it.
I’m currently at my family’s house in Milan, where I will be until Monday, where I will then be off to Cinque Terre, then Florence, and then Rome. I was supposed to do this part of the journey with Josh but I just spoke with him today and it turns out he got an amazing job offer in Yellowknife (where he’ll actually be flying planes!) and they want him to start immediately. I think this means he is supposed to take the job because he got the call the DAY before he was supposed to leave! Anyway I’m a bit bummed of course but I’m also super happy that he gets to have this experience. So I’m going to do this leg of the journey on my own. Still looking forward to it though! And only 20 days until I’m back in Canada!
So we caught the ferry to Mykonos at 7AM-ish. The ferry was huge and we kept saying how it felt like we were on an airplane. My roommate Stephanie and I spend most of the trip out on the deck chatting and enjoying the gorgeous blue water and the occasional island we passed by. We arrived at our resort (‘Aphrodite Beach’) which was SO nice, much nicer than I had been expecting! We spend most of the day lounging at the beach, which was located RIGHT in front of our hotel. That night we had a group dinner at the resort which was delicious, and afterwards we just hung out at the bar and had drinks. The next morning we ventured into town (our resort was located about a 15 minute bus ride outside of town) and had a look around. It was SO, so cute. There were tons of nice clothing stores, cute little restaurants and cafes. The ‘streets’ were really narrow and twisted around a lot, making it very hard to find your way! It was apparently made this way by pirates so people would get lost inside. There was also a charming little area right on the water called Little Venice (I actually commented that it looked like Venice before I even realized that was its name!) and it was just so beautiful. We also spotted Petros, a pelican who is the ‘mascot’ of Mykonos! Later that afternoon we all went to Paradise Beach, which is basically just a club/bar that is RIGHT on the water, where it’s considered to be perfectly acceptable to be drinking at 3 in the afternoon. We just hung out and relaxed there for a few hours then headed back to the hotel, where we had a really good dinner at the resort restaurant (we had several delicious meals there actually) which is also situated pretty much ON the beach – it was SO nice. Most of the next day was spent at the beach tanning, napping and swimming (I can’t really explain how amazing this beach was, but it’s probably the nicest one I’ve ever seen.) We wanted to take it kind of easy because that night we were going out with the OTHER Contiki group who had just arrived in Mykonos. So that night we all went out for dinner (another tasty meal that included salad with feta and some kind of peanut-thai dressing, which I thought was a strange but delicious combo, as well as fried cheese) and then to a cocktail bar in Little Venice for some pre-drinking (where we all ended up having shots that were on fire… I blew mine out before I drank it though) and finally off to the Down Under Bar where we spend the night dancing. The end of the night was a bit of a gongshow; my group wanted to go to another bar but I elected to stay behind with the other Contiki group, so they said they would come back and get me. Well, at some point (2 or 3 AM, I really have no idea) the other Contiki group decided to leave so I went with them as to not get left behind. So while I was safe and sound on the other Contiki bus, my tour manager (along with the rest of my group) was running around the streets of Mykonos looking for the ‘Underground’ bar (and not the Down Under, as it was actually called – this mix up of names may have been due to the amount of liquor consumed…) anyway the 2 tour managers finally got in touch with each other and it all worked out but this was a big joke for the rest of the trip. The last morning we had just enough time to go for another morning dip in the ocean (something I did each morning while in Mykonos) and have breakfast, then we were off to Santorini (which was a bit of a brutal ferry ride for some of us, due to the night before.)
We arrived in Santorini late evening so we set off to have dinner. The restaurant was adorable, we sat on the patio just as the sun was going down… amazing. Here we tried a couple new things, such as deep fried tomatoes (which look and sound a bit gross but were actually so good, especially with tsaziki sauce) and stuffed vine leaves (vine leaves stuffed with rice.) Our dinner went pretty late so after that we headed back to the hotel (situated about a 15 minute walk outside the center of Fira, so not on a beach – but it did have a pool!) The next day we did a trip out to see the volcano (Santorini is a volcanic island that used to be connected to the actual volcano) so we walked down about 500 steps to the port, where we got on a boat that took us over to the volcano. The island was cool, it kind of looked like something out of Lord of the Rings, but it looked less ‘volcano-y’ than I thought it would (as in, there wasn’t one BIG crater, there were several little ones all over.) Then the boat took us over to a red-sand hot spring, situated in the alcove of another little island. We got to jump off the side of the boat and go swimming which was so cool! Stephanie was a bit afraid but she did it anyway so I was very proud of her :) After swimming for a bit we climbed back onto the boat and headed back to Santorini, where we decided to ride donkeys back up the steps we had previously walked down. This was somewhat of a terrifying experience. There are donkeys EVERYWHERE, they’re not on leashes or anything, and they have a hard time walking in a straight line so there were several moments where they almost crashed into the walls. And while all of this is going on, tourists are trying to walk DOWN the stairs but since the donkeys don’t walk straight, and since it’s pretty impossible to steer them, you end up almost plowing over so many people. It was extremely hectic and very hilarious, but we survived. After grabbing a falafel pita (sooo much better in Greece than at home, I swear) we headed back to the hotel for a nap. That evening we played some drinking game Uno (which basically meant everytime you made someone pick up cards, or you changed the colour on somebody, they had to drink) and then headed out for dinner, which we ate on a rooftop overlooking the water/volcano… once again, amazing. After dinner we headed out to ‘Murphy’s’, a completely un-Greek but still super fun bar where we had a really fun time. The next we slept in, then Stephanie and I headed into town around lunchtime. She wanted to shop, so we split up for a bit. I had another pita from the same place, then went to a little museum that had old photos of Santorini, with traditional outfits from way back in the day to some more recent photos from the volcano/earthquake that both happened in the 50s, then some present day paintings of the island. After poking around there, I just wandered around Fira for probably a good two hours. I think it is safe to say that it is probably the most beautiful place I have ever seen. The higher I climbed, the views just got more and more amazing, with pristine blue water and row upon row of white-washed buildings. There were tons of little tavernas (all of which had amazing views – it would have been hard to find a place in Santorini that didn’t) and several lovely churches with the traditional blue-domed roofs. There were also several charming little art galleries, one specifically had a setting I just fell in love with: it had a terrace, with a black lab lying on the steps, flowers everywhere and a super friendly Australian woman painting away that I chatted with for a bit, and of course to top it off you could see the ocean from the backround. It just looked so peaceful, and her art work (t-shirts, jewelry, aprons, etc.) were so funky but really nice. And everything she used (materials, etc.) was Greek, which I thought was cool. Anyways I just spend the rest of the time walking around, not doing anything in particular but just taking it all in. This was my favourite moment during my time in Greece, just walking around in the most beautiful setting I’d ever seen, without a care in the world. OK, enough of being super cheesy… that night we went to Oia, another part of Santorini which is known for its famous sunsets. We had a little picnic set up (cheese, crackers, olives, wine, etc.) and ate as we watched the sun set. It was just breathtaking, definitely one of the most (if not THE most) beautiful sunset I’d ever seen. We also got the chance to walk around Oia a little bit, which is once again filled with the most quaint little cafes and shops. My friend from Montreal, Sarah, and I happened across this adorable little bookshop that we went in to – the employees looked like they were in the middle of a ‘staff meeting’ (very informal) but when we walked in they immediately asked us if we wanted any wine. I definitely had a ‘yep, we’re definitely in Europe’ moment, as this would never happen in a million years in Canada. Anyways, the bookshop was literally the cutest thing I’d ever seen, with tons of little wooden shelves and funky little things… ahhh we just loved it so much. After that we wandered around a bit more, then headed back to the hotel with the group.
The next day after breakfast we were off to our last destination, Ios. We stayed at another fabulous place called the Far Out resort, which was again right on the beach. Ios was the place where we did the least in terms of sightseeing (although Stephanie and I did head into town one of the days, but found there wasn’t a ton to see, although it did have one very impressive church.) Ios is apparently known as being a huge party island, so most of our time was spent at the beach or at the bar; I managed to find enough energy to go out each of the three nights we were there. There are hilarious moments from each night I’m sure, but a few highlights included getting shots poured into our mouths by the bartender (something they do for Contiki travelers), getting a free t-shirt for ordering a certain number of shots, going to a bar where you put on a helmet and they hit you on the head with a bat as you do shots (I didn’t do this but a girl in our group did – so funny) … etc. Needless to say it was pretty hectic, but we had a lot of fun and met lots of new people. So, after 3 nights in Ios, we spent one more lovely day on the beach and then by later afternoon it was time to head back to Athens, where we arrived pretty late and thus grabbed a quick bite to eat and went to bed. We all flew out at different times the next day and then before I knew it, the trip I’d been looking forward to for so long was over.
Greece has been my favourite destination thus far. I found the people to be extremely nice and friendly, the food was delicious, the beaches were amazing, the towns were stunning and the nightlife was awesome. Apart from seeing the Acropolis, I didn’t care too much for Athens (although that’s probably due more to the fact that Athens is in pretty rough shape at the moment) but for the islands, I liked each one for a different reason. I thought Mykonos had the best beaches, Santorini had the prettiest town/views and Ios had the best party scene. If I had to choose a favourite though I think I would have to say Santorini because I was literally in awe of it the whole time I was there. The only downside to Greece was that it was insanely touristy. I realize obviously that I too am a tourist, I just mean that you sometimes feel that you’re not getting a very authentic experience because of all the tourists (for example, seeing tons of snack shops offering crepes and burgers when you could be having a pita or souvlaki.) But apart from that I thought it was just fantastic. It is definitely somewhere I want to go back one day (and it’s definitely where I’m going for my honeymoon I’ve decided!) As for the Contiki group, I think it was perfect for this kind of trip as it would have been a bit complicated to plan on my own, considering the islands don’t have very reliable forms of public transportation, especially if you stay a bit outside the center. Plus, after finishing exams it was nice to go on a trip where I really felt like I was on ‘vacation.’ Plus our group was small so we never had to wait for a long time for our bags to be loaded onto the bus or whatever. And our tour guide was a riot, and everyone on the tour was super nice too! All in all, this was a great trip and I’m so glad I did it.
I’m currently at my family’s house in Milan, where I will be until Monday, where I will then be off to Cinque Terre, then Florence, and then Rome. I was supposed to do this part of the journey with Josh but I just spoke with him today and it turns out he got an amazing job offer in Yellowknife (where he’ll actually be flying planes!) and they want him to start immediately. I think this means he is supposed to take the job because he got the call the DAY before he was supposed to leave! Anyway I’m a bit bummed of course but I’m also super happy that he gets to have this experience. So I’m going to do this leg of the journey on my own. Still looking forward to it though! And only 20 days until I’m back in Canada!
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