Holiday Conclusion

May 20, 2015

We decided during planning, it would be a good idea to get back to Paris early to ensure we didn’t miss our flights home.  We also thought we had overbooked Paris and this last day could be used as a catch up of anything we had missed.  We did not take into account how tired we would be.  I really just wanted to lay in the hotel all day.  But, we decided to at least go on a search to buy some art we could bring back.  No such luck, the quick google search led us to cheap, disappointing studios.  One was filled with obscene adult cartoons.  DEFINITELY not my style.  Another studio looked as if high school students were selling art.  We gave up and headed to dinner in search of Pho.  The highest recommended place did not look like it was open and was down a questionable alleyway.  We choose the next rated Vietnamese place and were a little disappointed.  We decided it was time to call it a day. Continue Reading…


Unexpected Beach Day

May 19, 2015

Aaron and I (but what else) slept in the next day.  We quickly grabbed the continental breakfast and headed for the beach straight away.  Soaking up sun was the second priority of our unexpected, I should say unplanned, beach day.  After lounging for several hours, we decided to go for a short run down the beach.  I was extremely excited as this was my first run since my pulled hamstring months ago!

Since we had organized a late checkout (SO WORTH IT), we managed to soak up a few more relaxing rays, then casually showered and packed for our journey back to Rome. We grabbed some sandwiches and headed out. Low and behold, our little Fiat actually did have AC, you just had to push the fan button in. WOW – another stupide american moment. Continue Reading…


The Agony and the Ecstacy

May 18, 2015

As we mentioned before, Aaron and I were at our breaking point with sightseeing.  It was our last day in Rome and we still had yet to visit the Vatican.  What kind of Catholic visits Rome without making a trip to see the Vatican? (I could feel my mother’s disdain from 5,000 miles away.)  So Aaron and I rallied our spirits, slammed some coffee, and headed to the Big Kahuna, the Motherland, the Pope’s pad, the Holy See, the VATICAN.

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A Thousand Ways to be Killed by Romans

May 17, 2015

As we have discussed before, Kim was extremely focused on sleep throughout our trip with almost no exception. However the trip to Pompeii was that exception considering it was one of the main attractions on Kim’s list before the trip began. I did not share this enthusiasm and the 6am wake up call to hop on a tourist bus only increased this sentiment.


Given my state of mind for this two hour drive, I was in no mood to listen to tour guides ramble through a grainy bus speaker system. Especially when the tour guides began to go into painful (pun intended) detail of the different ways the Romans would kill their prisoners of war to make an example of them. Call me crazy, but hearing about crucifixions and impalement is not on my preferred wake-up story list.

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But first, let me take a selfie

May 16, 2015

We started our day by visiting the Roman Baths. It was fairly cheap to get in but we possibly should have paid for the headsets to educate us on the history of the place.


Most of it was gone/in ruins leaving your imagination to fill in the blanks. Since we figured we had a full day of other roman ruins, we quickly walked around. In awe of how large and technologically advanced it was (heated water, saunas, etc),  we left thinking we wanted to join the roman’s version of PLANET FITNESS. Continue Reading…


Strikes strike again

May 15, 2015

Our pizza and wine infused evening resulted in a later than anticipated start to our only day in Venice. Thankfully the gracious B&B owner left the the breakfast open for us. The fresh fruit and drip coffee perked us up just in time for us to wait in line at bag drop.

Knowing we were short on time but long on activities we maintained a positive attitude and started to multitask by picking up the Venice Museum Pass and getting more cash. Kim had been talking up riding on a vaporetti or a gondola, without really knowing the distinction. Unfortunately, the strike motif of the trip reared its ugly head as the vaporetti workers were striking for higher wages.

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Nein, nine!

May 14, 2015

Aaron somehow found the will and strength to wake up at 6 a.m. and go wash our clothes in the conveniently located wash room in the hostel.  He complained endlessly when he got back as I sleepy stretched. Something about everyone always washing their clothes around the clock…

We packed and headed out, stuffing our packs in the lockers downstairs. We wanted to go hike some more, but laziness set in. We ended up walking around Interlaken and enjoying the weather. Continue Reading…


Should have been a school teacher

May 13, 2015

Kim proved me wrong again in her ability to maximize her amount of sleep while still accomplishing all a day has to offer. Kim’s coworker had highly recommended an activity in Interlaken called canyoning while I wanted to hike some more as well. My fears of sleeping until 10 a.m. and still being able to do both were definitely unwarranted.

We booked our canyoning trip as soon as we woke up for the next time slot available, 1:30 p.m. This gave us enough time to grab some lunch. We walked around aimlessly for a time looking for Kim’s craving of brunch, on a Wednesday, at 11:00, in Interlaken. Yielding no great options, we wandered into a cafe named after the French capital but without the Parisian prices or ambiance. The food was fine but overpriced as with most restaurants in Interlaken. Continue Reading…


We Own the Sky

May 12, 2015

Aaron and I sleepily woke up around 10 a.m., just before the free hostel breakfast was closed. There was not much to eat so I settled on bread and Nutella.

We got our plans together and decided to paraglide. We had a really hard decision (hang glide vs paraglide vs skydive). Although we both really want to skydive, we decided that the view in Interlaken would be a bit wasted if we couldn’t hang in the air a bit longer.

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Nazis and Naked Men

May 11, 2015

Due to our unfortunate train issues getting to Munich, we were forced to move our Dachau concentration camp tour from our first day to the final day of our stay in Munich. This type of tour is never going to be anything but very sobering and eye opening.

Having left our laundry with the service for two nights and needing to pack up our bags before heading to the tour, I left to pick up the clothes in a taxi as soon as the laundromat opened to retrieve them and then immediately pack them in a bag.

After a rather hectic start to the day, we had a calm train ride out to Dachau with a brief history lesson on the Nazi party’s beginnings and the path that led to the first concentration camp. The tour guide, an Australian living in Munich, seemed knowledgeable but we both grew tired of his attitude by the end of the three hour tour.

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