Photos!
I’ve put up the first round of photos from Europe in my new web-gallery:
Have a look!
I’ve put up the first round of photos from Europe in my new web-gallery:
Have a look!
After a last day of biking around Amsterdam in the rain, I hopped on a long flight home. Some pretty views of Greenland on the way back, as well as three pretty bad movies..
Being back is good though - I’ve already started going through my photos, and am having fun with that. I’ll post some soon.
Deciding to go get my camera after seeing CSS for the rest of the acts: good idea. Everyone moving out of my way because I had the biggest camera: pretty awesome. Deciding to stay until 4am to see Girl Talk: very good idea. Taking a couple thousand pictures: makes mr worry about when I get home and have to look at them all. Fun, fun!
-Rat is Dead
-Paris Hilton
-This Month
-Left Behind
-Off the Hook
-How I Became
-Patins
-Move
-Music
-Alcohol
-Jamacian Flag
-Lets Make Love
-Alala
CSS was great. Lots of fun up front. 7 more hours of dance music? Likely a few too many…
I’m waiting for CSS to start their show at a small club in Amsterdam. One that happens to have free wireless. Should be a good ending to a long day of biking around the city.
Nothing says modern art like red plasic rhinos. And apparently one of the best modern art museums is the Centre Pompidou, and it was amazing. Spent a few hours there, inbetween the Notre Dame, Sacre Coeur, and the Moulin Rouge. Oh, and there was some really good food in there too.
Or tourist extrodinaire, or something. People have asked me for directions about a dozen times over the past two weeks, and I’ve almost always been able to give them - correctly. I guess I look approachable and like I know where I am. Maybe its the compass attached to my belt? People like somebody who knows where north is.
I’ve been doing a comparison of sorts of major European metros. London and Berlin, check. As of today, Paris, check. I consider myself fairly smart, fairly in top of things, and I figured all three cities out in a day or so. But come on, Paris… What?? While I understand the need for a metro and attached rail system (just like London and Berlin), what’s with the third type of rail? And different tickets for all three? Hmmm? I feel like everytime I want to go somewhere, its a game.
“Okay, you want to go up there. Thats on a red line.”
“Sweet, easy.”
“Nope! Gotcha! Wrong red line! You have to transfer three times to go over there! Muahahaha!!”
And so it went all day. Unlike London’s organized system, getting you most anywhere with one transfer at most, Paris’ system looks like it was scribbled with crayons by children. Very confused children. When I got where I actually wanted to go, I felt like I should have gotten some sort of reward, like a rat running a maze. Maybe that’s why there were so many fruit stands inside - so you dont starve to death.
So instead of taking the Metro, people drive mopeds. And apparently they’re not very happy about that, because they drive like maniacs! Three times today I was almost run over by mopeds driving on the wrong side of the street. This isn’t England, folks. Seriously.
Besides all that? Paris is definitely nice. It’s like a giant postcard basically, but I suppose that’s not so bad.
A day of walking in Berlin. A whole lot of walking. Most of the west side. All in my birkenstocks. I felt real smart. And blistery. It was a good day though, saw mostly everything to see on that side of the city. And I made it back just in time for my tran to Paris.
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