Wow! I feel like i've done more in these last couple days than i have in the last 3 months. I flew out of Anchorage Alaska Sunday at 1:20 pm. After a relatively easy 8 and a half hour flight ( which I got no sleep on) the fun began. First we landed in Frankfurt and waited on the tarmac while buses came to load us up and take us to the terminal. Once inside (which was full of smokers) we (my girlfriend Brittany) found our way to the baggage claim. After gathering our 300 punds of luggage we walked right through customs and up to the Eurail station, which was a huge glas and metal dome. We arrived about 5 minuted before the next train to firenze was to leave. We hurried on and settlled into some nice, big leather chairs. When the attendant came to check our tickets we found out that their were so many empty seats. We gathered all 300 punds and started the journey to the coach cart - which was only 4 cars away. After two cars of bumping into people that speak different languages than us we gave up and stood in the area where people get on and off. The first train was from frankfurt to Basel, switzerland: The thing that stuck out was how every available surface along the tracks, every wall and fence was covered in grafitti. (some of it quite good) There was even a G-Unit Germany tag. after the about 4 hour ride we arrived in basel where we switched trains. A canadian man that I had been talking too gave us a hand with the luggage and some tips on using the eurail. The next train we entered was older and much hotter than the previous. This leg of the trip was from Basel to Milano Italy. Switzerland was full of beautiful towns, homes and the greenest grass ive ever seen. I tried talking to an Italian couple and their kids but they didnt speak English and mu Italian is pretty limited. (although im pretty good with the basics now) When we arrived in Milano the Italian customs swarmed the sweltering train and stood around looking at paperwork while I sat sweated. Brittany was able to sleep on the plane and had slept on much of the train rides. I was exhausted and my brain was confused by the time change. We arrived in Milano at 5:45 PMlocal time, which was supposed to be 7:45 AM (Alaska time). The train station in Milano was huge and busier than the others we had been to. It was still hot out and by the time we found our train and loaded our luggage i was soaked in sweat again. During this train ride i was so tired i wasn't even enjoying the scenery anymore, which was so cool and surpassed my imaginations before the trip. On the way to Firenze I wouldnt let myself fall asleep, as Brittany already had and I had been subjected to months of stories about how I would be robbed blind at any second. I bought a panino at the train cafe, enjoying my first Italian food. I then began to worry about what we would do that night. We werent scheduled to checkin at our schools until the next day and had nowhere to stay. Luckily my step-mom had made a list of hotels close to the trainstation, and although we had no reservations it was a chance to avoid sleeping at the trainstation, which seemed to me an invitation for robbery. When we reached Florence we gathered our bags and tried to find a phone. Florence was hot and humid and the station was full of people. After a few attempts we figured out the phone and called the first on the list: hotel roma. ( http://www.hotel-roma-firenze.it/ ) The lady at the other end answered my "Parle Inglese" with a "si" and confirmed they had rooms available, only not at the quoted student rate. She said they would be 160 euro, which is about 200 dollars. We had no other options, plus splitting it it would only be 80 each. We hailed a cab and loaded up our luggage. We drove the five minutes to the hotel and the fare was 6.40. When we got out the fare jumped to 14. It took a few cab rides to realize they add tips and luggage charges themselves. (although not one refused the tips i offered) We arrived at the hotel and had new energy. We were finally here! the city was so beautiful. Huge stone building that you knew were there long before the country that i live in. Out hotel was beautiful also. When we checked in the kind desk lady took pity and lowered our rate to 120. We went to our room and got settled, looking out the giant windows at Firenze's noisy night life. Motorcycle and car engines revved, weird sirens screamed, and drunk people yelled. The building directly across the impossibly small street had red clay tile roofs and beautiful columns. Our room was very nice and we enjoyed the bidet that was provided. (makes you feel very clean).
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Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Intense!
Wow! I feel like i've done more in these last couple days than i have in the last 3 months. I flew out of Anchorage Alaska Sunday at 1:20 pm. After a relatively easy 8 and a half hour flight ( which I got no sleep on) the fun began. First we landed in Frankfurt and waited on the tarmac while buses came to load us up and take us to the terminal. Once inside (which was full of smokers) we (my girlfriend Brittany) found our way to the baggage claim. After gathering our 300 punds of luggage we walked right through customs and up to the Eurail station, which was a huge glas and metal dome. We arrived about 5 minuted before the next train to firenze was to leave. We hurried on and settlled into some nice, big leather chairs. When the attendant came to check our tickets we found out that their were so many empty seats. We gathered all 300 punds and started the journey to the coach cart - which was only 4 cars away. After two cars of bumping into people that speak different languages than us we gave up and stood in the area where people get on and off. The first train was from frankfurt to Basel, switzerland: The thing that stuck out was how every available surface along the tracks, every wall and fence was covered in grafitti. (some of it quite good) There was even a G-Unit Germany tag. after the about 4 hour ride we arrived in basel where we switched trains. A canadian man that I had been talking too gave us a hand with the luggage and some tips on using the eurail. The next train we entered was older and much hotter than the previous. This leg of the trip was from Basel to Milano Italy. Switzerland was full of beautiful towns, homes and the greenest grass ive ever seen. I tried talking to an Italian couple and their kids but they didnt speak English and mu Italian is pretty limited. (although im pretty good with the basics now) When we arrived in Milano the Italian customs swarmed the sweltering train and stood around looking at paperwork while I sat sweated. Brittany was able to sleep on the plane and had slept on much of the train rides. I was exhausted and my brain was confused by the time change. We arrived in Milano at 5:45 PMlocal time, which was supposed to be 7:45 AM (Alaska time). The train station in Milano was huge and busier than the others we had been to. It was still hot out and by the time we found our train and loaded our luggage i was soaked in sweat again. During this train ride i was so tired i wasn't even enjoying the scenery anymore, which was so cool and surpassed my imaginations before the trip. On the way to Firenze I wouldnt let myself fall asleep, as Brittany already had and I had been subjected to months of stories about how I would be robbed blind at any second. I bought a panino at the train cafe, enjoying my first Italian food. I then began to worry about what we would do that night. We werent scheduled to checkin at our schools until the next day and had nowhere to stay. Luckily my step-mom had made a list of hotels close to the trainstation, and although we had no reservations it was a chance to avoid sleeping at the trainstation, which seemed to me an invitation for robbery. When we reached Florence we gathered our bags and tried to find a phone. Florence was hot and humid and the station was full of people. After a few attempts we figured out the phone and called the first on the list: hotel roma. ( http://www.hotel-roma-firenze.it/ ) The lady at the other end answered my "Parle Inglese" with a "si" and confirmed they had rooms available, only not at the quoted student rate. She said they would be 160 euro, which is about 200 dollars. We had no other options, plus splitting it it would only be 80 each. We hailed a cab and loaded up our luggage. We drove the five minutes to the hotel and the fare was 6.40. When we got out the fare jumped to 14. It took a few cab rides to realize they add tips and luggage charges themselves. (although not one refused the tips i offered) We arrived at the hotel and had new energy. We were finally here! the city was so beautiful. Huge stone building that you knew were there long before the country that i live in. Out hotel was beautiful also. When we checked in the kind desk lady took pity and lowered our rate to 120. We went to our room and got settled, looking out the giant windows at Firenze's noisy night life. Motorcycle and car engines revved, weird sirens screamed, and drunk people yelled. The building directly across the impossibly small street had red clay tile roofs and beautiful columns. Our room was very nice and we enjoyed the bidet that was provided. (makes you feel very clean).
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