Monday, March 25, 2013
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
SORRY FOR NOT FINISHING THIS THING
I HAVE BEEN MEANING TO FINISH THIS BLOG FOR A LONG WHILE NOW. I WILL EVENTUALLY, BUT UNTIL THEN, YOU CAN BROWSE THROUGH MORE PICS AT facebook.com. here is the direct link. you may have to sign up to view them. if that doesn't work, try to search for my profile. in search on facebook.com, type "tysonhall@hotmail.com" or " tyson hall"
here is the link to the photos. they are not all on yet as it is a work in progress:
http://www.facebook.com/photos.php?id=714630870
here is the link to the photos. they are not all on yet as it is a work in progress:
http://www.facebook.com/photos.php?id=714630870
Friday, December 21, 2007
Some visuals: Rome to Lisbon, Portugal
I WILL BE WORKING ON THIS POSTING TO MAKE IT BETTER. IE: ADDING COMMENTARY TO THE PHOTOS AND JUST ADDING MORE PHOTOS AND VIDEOS.
The computer at our hotel stopped working halfway through putting these picks up so i will have to finish later.
I also don't have time to add commentary to these photos but hopefully most of them speak for themself. There is a text summary below this photo post that explains many of these photos if you didn't catch that a couple days ago.
I will add some more videos when i finish putting up pictures next time, too.
I wrote and started this post in Barcelona about 2 weeks ago. I am going to either add to it or finish it with another seperate posting but I thought that i would at least put our what i have now just so something is up on the site. I am going to put some really cool videoS of the Liverpool / Marseille game back on December 11th.
Hope all you fine people are just great.
Have to go now but I will finish this travel blog properly later. Bye for now.
THIS IS A GREAT 'PIC' OF THE INSIDE OF THE ALHAMRA IN GRANADA, SPAIN 
IF THIS VIDEO DOESN'T WORK I WILL BE SURE TO INCLUDE IT IN THE NEXT POST, PART 2 OF THIS POSTING.
The computer at our hotel stopped working halfway through putting these picks up so i will have to finish later.
I also don't have time to add commentary to these photos but hopefully most of them speak for themself. There is a text summary below this photo post that explains many of these photos if you didn't catch that a couple days ago.
I will add some more videos when i finish putting up pictures next time, too.
I wrote and started this post in Barcelona about 2 weeks ago. I am going to either add to it or finish it with another seperate posting but I thought that i would at least put our what i have now just so something is up on the site. I am going to put some really cool videoS of the Liverpool / Marseille game back on December 11th.
Hope all you fine people are just great.
Have to go now but I will finish this travel blog properly later. Bye for now.
THIS IS A GREAT 'PIC' OF THE INSIDE OF THE ALHAMRA IN GRANADA, SPAIN IF THIS VIDEO DOESN'T WORK I WILL BE SURE TO INCLUDE IT IN THE NEXT POST, PART 2 OF THIS POSTING.
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Summary (text) from Sicily to Spain/Portugal
we are in barcelona, spain...again.
liverpool just lost to my most unfavorite, chelsea football club. however, i write, though, am not impressed.
where i left you last time: we had such a mind blowing time in sicily and went from there on an overnight train to rome, where we had a rockin' day of ruin-seeing and stuff. after that we decided to take another overnight train back to the southeast, where we caught a train to amalfi. from the amalfi coast in italy we zipped as fast as possible to marseille, where we were fortunate enough to get tickets to the liverpool match (i bought mine for a 'fair' street price and ailsa's were given to her by a few scousers that were about to enter the match and a had a few $150 tickets handy). the amalfi coast was beautiful but we couldn't find fair accomodations for the night and, honestly, we were ready to leave italy.
italy is a beautiful country and there isn't anyone in the world that could convince me otherwise...however, like 11 years ago when i visited, i felt this country is far too intense. wherever you go, there are speakers blarring something in an accent that makes you go mad. they are so loud! to me, every rail ticket agent seemed to wish i would just die on the spot, or be anywhere but in front of them. all in all, it was worth the beauty of the place, but, man, they are intense...and, overall, just very rude (with a few sicilian exceptions...see previous post).
so, marseille was fantastic. we got into the game of a lifetime in liverpool vs marseille and screemed like little girls (well, i did). i found it kinda hard to focus in the beginnning of the match because the liverpool fans were a bit rowdy and i found myself acting as a shield for the (more pregnant by the day) wife. liverpool absolutely dominated the match and it was more than i could ask for. i met more than a few scousers, who were very pleasant and fed my wife chocolate, which was nice. i was not able to capture the match on my camera as i wished. the reason, i have demised, is due to me plainly losing my head. i just freaked out. it actually took all my effort to just focus my eyes on the match in front of me let alone take pictures of it. some of you understand my affection for liverpool f.c. and so understand how i could enter into such a state of emotionalism. others will just have to take my word for it, i was all a glorious mess.
after marseille, we were VERY anxious to get to spain. spain is a country that i have, since the teen years, always wished to visit. however, when i lived a couple years here in europe (england) i never had the funds or the time to make it that far south. so, naturally, i was so very excited to cross this particular border. our intention was to get into barcelona in time to attend the footy match between barcelona and stuttgardt. however, because of an unfortunate accident, our train was delayed and we missed the match by 1/2 an hour. we thouroughly enjoyed our time in barca, however, though we only spent one night and two days there. from there we took an overnight train south to granada. granada was excellent...especially the hostel we stayed at. we happened to catch them on one of the four nights where they cooked fabulous ethnic meals for their guests. the night we arrived was 'spanish' night and we had the most delicious roasted red pepper soup, potatoes (YES!!!) and all the sea-food paella we could eat. there was a japanese lad at the hosel that ate (no exaggeration) 4 heaping plates of it. i only managed a meager two.
after a night and two days there, we decided to head west instead of south to the coast, and made our way to portugal, via an overnight train (of course). once we arrived in lisbon, we made it our main objective to find an english/irish pub that would be showing the liverpool/man utd. and arsenal/chelsea matches. once that objective was accomplished, we left our bags with a jolly irishman and explored the city of lisbon. our original intention was to head to the south coast of portugal after the liverpool match, but after watching one match and filling our bellies with a few chips we decided to stay in lisbon a bit longer, miss the train to the south and catch the arsenal/chelsea match. after a dissapointing loss for liverpool to the much despised manchester united, and having realized that there were no other trains to the south of portugal, we caught a train west to the little town of sintra. in sintra, we found little castles dotted all over the landscape and also found our beds, for which we were grateful to snuggle into. the next morning, after a bit of sightseeing, me and the wife had a chat. this came about because we both had a look at a calender and were shocked by the reality of just how close we were to the end of our two month train adventure. in our eyes, we had two options. either we headed towards south portugal and found some place to rest for the last 5 days of our trip or we went to our favorite spot yet for 5 days to rest. the decision was easy. we immediately set off again for barcelona, spain. we both fell in love with barcelona the moment we set foot upon it. the people and culture made a connection with us that none of the, however many, cities had done yet, and it just felt right to go back. granada was excellent, but barcelona was just grand and romantic. portugal was wonderful but we realized there that it was time to stop and rest and so it will have to wait to be thouroughly checked some other time.
and so, we are back in barcelona. we have booked our first hotel, for three fabulous nights and we are doing nothing but sleeping in, eating our free breakfast, shopping for christmas presents throughout this WONDERFUL city, watching footy at night and eating TAPAS consistenly.
we have realized, just in the last day, that we have been like machines these last 2 months. we have seen so much. however, while we have most assuredly 'kicked europe's arse', we have yet to just relax in one place together for more than three days at a time. we feel priveledged to do this here in barcelona. it is indeed a proper finish to our adventure.
we love it so much here, in fact, that i have already gone to one of the TESL (teaching english as a second language) schools here and inquired about employment. it would serve as (at least) one decent winter of work and an opportunity to finish learning spanish. i obtained my TESL certificate in college as a minor and have always wished to use it. barcelona is perfect. we ablsolutely love it here. when i post pictures in the next post i will put one of the local market here. the colors are so vivid with fruit and veg that they look as if they are water-colors. the peopel are...NICE. the city is buzzing. there is sure to be quality football to play (if i can ever get back into shape) and to watch (barcelona's messi and ronaldinho!!) the food is incredible and i am sure there is, somewhere, a quality group of lads for myself and women for my misses to be found. but, i digress. i, am of course, just buzzing from my travels and can't say enough, in particular, about barcelona. we will leave here in two days, where we will catch an overnighter to paris and then go on to london for a much anticipated christmas with ailsa's english family.
we are already feeling both sad and excited about what is next. sad, because it means an end to one of the most wonderful experiences of our lives and excited because it means we are another day closer to seeing our families again and sharing the birth or our little boy or girl with them. we conclude our three months in europe on january 10. we will be flying to halifax and spending almost two weeks with our family in new brunswick before heading to seattle, hanging with our pals ray and jessica, pav and danielle and my cousin colby and his girlfriend, heather (we may even see seth and amy...maybe X), picking up our weiner of a dog and then heading to spokane, washington so my wife can nest away until the baby comes. she is HUGE, by the way (that pic will be included in the 'pic-post' to come). after that, all will be normal. well, as normal as child rearing can be.
the next post (quite possibly tomorrow or the next, since i have computer access) will have a thourough display of pictorial thumbnails (& relevant commentary) for your browsing bemusement. in fact, i will most likely feel compelled to include pictures from switzerland to where we are now so be prepared.
love to you all,
ty and ailsa
liverpool just lost to my most unfavorite, chelsea football club. however, i write, though, am not impressed.
where i left you last time: we had such a mind blowing time in sicily and went from there on an overnight train to rome, where we had a rockin' day of ruin-seeing and stuff. after that we decided to take another overnight train back to the southeast, where we caught a train to amalfi. from the amalfi coast in italy we zipped as fast as possible to marseille, where we were fortunate enough to get tickets to the liverpool match (i bought mine for a 'fair' street price and ailsa's were given to her by a few scousers that were about to enter the match and a had a few $150 tickets handy). the amalfi coast was beautiful but we couldn't find fair accomodations for the night and, honestly, we were ready to leave italy.
italy is a beautiful country and there isn't anyone in the world that could convince me otherwise...however, like 11 years ago when i visited, i felt this country is far too intense. wherever you go, there are speakers blarring something in an accent that makes you go mad. they are so loud! to me, every rail ticket agent seemed to wish i would just die on the spot, or be anywhere but in front of them. all in all, it was worth the beauty of the place, but, man, they are intense...and, overall, just very rude (with a few sicilian exceptions...see previous post).
so, marseille was fantastic. we got into the game of a lifetime in liverpool vs marseille and screemed like little girls (well, i did). i found it kinda hard to focus in the beginnning of the match because the liverpool fans were a bit rowdy and i found myself acting as a shield for the (more pregnant by the day) wife. liverpool absolutely dominated the match and it was more than i could ask for. i met more than a few scousers, who were very pleasant and fed my wife chocolate, which was nice. i was not able to capture the match on my camera as i wished. the reason, i have demised, is due to me plainly losing my head. i just freaked out. it actually took all my effort to just focus my eyes on the match in front of me let alone take pictures of it. some of you understand my affection for liverpool f.c. and so understand how i could enter into such a state of emotionalism. others will just have to take my word for it, i was all a glorious mess.
after marseille, we were VERY anxious to get to spain. spain is a country that i have, since the teen years, always wished to visit. however, when i lived a couple years here in europe (england) i never had the funds or the time to make it that far south. so, naturally, i was so very excited to cross this particular border. our intention was to get into barcelona in time to attend the footy match between barcelona and stuttgardt. however, because of an unfortunate accident, our train was delayed and we missed the match by 1/2 an hour. we thouroughly enjoyed our time in barca, however, though we only spent one night and two days there. from there we took an overnight train south to granada. granada was excellent...especially the hostel we stayed at. we happened to catch them on one of the four nights where they cooked fabulous ethnic meals for their guests. the night we arrived was 'spanish' night and we had the most delicious roasted red pepper soup, potatoes (YES!!!) and all the sea-food paella we could eat. there was a japanese lad at the hosel that ate (no exaggeration) 4 heaping plates of it. i only managed a meager two.
after a night and two days there, we decided to head west instead of south to the coast, and made our way to portugal, via an overnight train (of course). once we arrived in lisbon, we made it our main objective to find an english/irish pub that would be showing the liverpool/man utd. and arsenal/chelsea matches. once that objective was accomplished, we left our bags with a jolly irishman and explored the city of lisbon. our original intention was to head to the south coast of portugal after the liverpool match, but after watching one match and filling our bellies with a few chips we decided to stay in lisbon a bit longer, miss the train to the south and catch the arsenal/chelsea match. after a dissapointing loss for liverpool to the much despised manchester united, and having realized that there were no other trains to the south of portugal, we caught a train west to the little town of sintra. in sintra, we found little castles dotted all over the landscape and also found our beds, for which we were grateful to snuggle into. the next morning, after a bit of sightseeing, me and the wife had a chat. this came about because we both had a look at a calender and were shocked by the reality of just how close we were to the end of our two month train adventure. in our eyes, we had two options. either we headed towards south portugal and found some place to rest for the last 5 days of our trip or we went to our favorite spot yet for 5 days to rest. the decision was easy. we immediately set off again for barcelona, spain. we both fell in love with barcelona the moment we set foot upon it. the people and culture made a connection with us that none of the, however many, cities had done yet, and it just felt right to go back. granada was excellent, but barcelona was just grand and romantic. portugal was wonderful but we realized there that it was time to stop and rest and so it will have to wait to be thouroughly checked some other time.
and so, we are back in barcelona. we have booked our first hotel, for three fabulous nights and we are doing nothing but sleeping in, eating our free breakfast, shopping for christmas presents throughout this WONDERFUL city, watching footy at night and eating TAPAS consistenly.
we have realized, just in the last day, that we have been like machines these last 2 months. we have seen so much. however, while we have most assuredly 'kicked europe's arse', we have yet to just relax in one place together for more than three days at a time. we feel priveledged to do this here in barcelona. it is indeed a proper finish to our adventure.
we love it so much here, in fact, that i have already gone to one of the TESL (teaching english as a second language) schools here and inquired about employment. it would serve as (at least) one decent winter of work and an opportunity to finish learning spanish. i obtained my TESL certificate in college as a minor and have always wished to use it. barcelona is perfect. we ablsolutely love it here. when i post pictures in the next post i will put one of the local market here. the colors are so vivid with fruit and veg that they look as if they are water-colors. the peopel are...NICE. the city is buzzing. there is sure to be quality football to play (if i can ever get back into shape) and to watch (barcelona's messi and ronaldinho!!) the food is incredible and i am sure there is, somewhere, a quality group of lads for myself and women for my misses to be found. but, i digress. i, am of course, just buzzing from my travels and can't say enough, in particular, about barcelona. we will leave here in two days, where we will catch an overnighter to paris and then go on to london for a much anticipated christmas with ailsa's english family.
we are already feeling both sad and excited about what is next. sad, because it means an end to one of the most wonderful experiences of our lives and excited because it means we are another day closer to seeing our families again and sharing the birth or our little boy or girl with them. we conclude our three months in europe on january 10. we will be flying to halifax and spending almost two weeks with our family in new brunswick before heading to seattle, hanging with our pals ray and jessica, pav and danielle and my cousin colby and his girlfriend, heather (we may even see seth and amy...maybe X), picking up our weiner of a dog and then heading to spokane, washington so my wife can nest away until the baby comes. she is HUGE, by the way (that pic will be included in the 'pic-post' to come). after that, all will be normal. well, as normal as child rearing can be.
the next post (quite possibly tomorrow or the next, since i have computer access) will have a thourough display of pictorial thumbnails (& relevant commentary) for your browsing bemusement. in fact, i will most likely feel compelled to include pictures from switzerland to where we are now so be prepared.
love to you all,
ty and ailsa
Thursday, December 13, 2007
A Sicilian adventour and other tidbits
i am always about a week late in my postings. ailsa is in charge of our written journal and is also a week late with that. when you enter a new place every few days it begins to get a bit overwhelming. i kind of feel like i should write about what has happened since greece but i do not feel i could do it properly without more time on a computer. so, i will have to play catch up later and give you a quick summary.
the day we got back from greece and back into bari, in the south-east of italy, we took a night train to milan and made our way to cinque terre on the somewhat north-west coast of italy. wonderful couple of days there, hiking and eating. 'have to move on...i will write more about that extrodinary place when i put pics of it up. i want to post our time in sicily first while is is still somewhat fresh. my apologies ahead of time if i get a little too detailed and then panic finish with out telling you the whole story.
from cinque terre we took a night train to sicily, where we had our most suprising experience yet. when we got into messina, we had to decide where in sicily to go first. palermo was too big so that was out for now. we liked the sound of syracuse but wanted to take care of our urge to see the eolie islands first since they were so close to messina anyway. so, we made our way to milazzo to catch our boat to lipari the main island in the group. while waiting for the bus to the port we met this sicilian man who was running around intently, searching for means to the docks. well, he found a car and yelled at me to come get in. i usually am very suspicious of anything and anyone who offers me anything when i am traveling as there is always a catch...however, when i asked the man how much he replied with the phrase that we would soon learn was his mantra, "don't worry, beee happy!!". so we got in the car.
at the ferry, i offered to chip in for the car but he again said, "don't worry, be happy!". i said, "ok". we offered our sincere thanks for his kindness and made our way in search of tickets to the islands. well, to make a long story a little shorter, we soon learned that tickets to the islands were more than twice what we read they were supposed to be. a bit dejected, we made our way to the nearest cafe/pub and began to reformulate our plans for sicily. as we were about to leave for the train station, this man said, "hello again!". it was mr. happy. when i stepped out to get some money, he learned that i was from alaska. this fact seemed to make him even more excited and we learned in short order that the island of lipari is one of his homes and that he wished to buy our tickets to lipari. again deflating my arguments with his mantra, i gave in and we made our way to the islands. marco, as we learned, is a direct decendant of the first family to come to these islands. i was happy to be marco's show and tell doll for the first couple days in lipari. he would often just look at me, give a huge sigh and say, very slowly and passionately, "aaahlaskaaa. you are from...ahlaaaska". alaska is somewhere that marco has wished to visit for a very long time and we hope he comes and takes up the role of the honored guest he made us feel like while on his island. marco put us in a hotel for two nights, treated us to the most wonderful meals every day of pastas, cheeses and fiorentine steaks and - the most beautiful experience yet - after the biggest bowl of mussels and clams i have seen, marco told the waiter to bring out a bottle of wine. he poured it into this massive decanter, set it on the table next to us and we began to stare and talk about it for the 45 minutes it breathed. though i have had my fair share and have tried the wines of quite a few other countries, i know that i am no wine connoisseur, so this is not the most shocking statement, but that wine was, without a doubt, the best i have ever tasted. instant chocolate, finishing with thick, skull filling, fruity aromas that demand to linger inside your top half before giving way to the next dose. when i told him that i had to buy a bottle and take it home he looked aghast, and said, "no,no,no,no,no, that is no good tyyyyson." apparently, even shaking the wine in the bottle will alter the beautiful taste, nullifying its wonderful qualities. it was far too expensive anyway...
i have gone off enough on this story. there is more to say but i just do not of the time. we thoroughly enjoyed our experiences in sicily and will be going back. this computer will not allow me to post pics so i will have to play catch up with that as well.
when i write again, i will catch up on our remaining time in italy, including rome, a quick visit to the amalfi coast, camping and hiking along the villages - literally made from the mountains - on the border of italy and france and our loaned, fine dinning experience. finally, i will have to dedicate sufficient time - which, sadly, i don't have at the moment - to the most recent miracle, the night we saw liverpool play. and play they did!!
we have felt so overwhelmed, so blessed and so thankful for the doors that have been opened and the protection we have felt over us and the growing baby during these last two months. we attribute all of this to the One who watches and loves on us where ever we are in life and with all of his beautiful creation.
and so we are in spain right now. this is my first time here, a country i have wished to visit my entire life but could never quite reach. i already have the lurking feeling that i did not set aside enough time for here and portugal but you won't hear me complaining.
this is one of our rare hostel visits and that is why i am able to write. before this trip ends i will but up a menagerie of photos and their explanations.
the map to the upper right of this page is also updated.
talk with ya later.
QUOTE OF THE WEEK -
context: ailsa and ty getting up from bed after another sleeper train... AILSA, AS SHE SITS UP OUT OF BED: "ooo, ouch!!" TYSON, WITH A PANIC LOOK ON HIS FACE: "what! what is it!?" AILSA'S SLEEPY FACE COMES BACK ON AND SHE SEEMS FINE: "oh, nothing...just another kick to the uterus".
THE 'NORMAL' LIFE OF A WORLD TRAVELING PREGNANT WOMAN. MY HERO AND LOVE!!! SHE IS TRULY ONE UNBELIEVABLE WOMAN. ALONG WITH OUR BABY, SHE HAS CARRIED ME THROUGH MANY OF OUR MORE CHALLENGING EVENTS DURING THIS ADVENTURE.
the day we got back from greece and back into bari, in the south-east of italy, we took a night train to milan and made our way to cinque terre on the somewhat north-west coast of italy. wonderful couple of days there, hiking and eating. 'have to move on...i will write more about that extrodinary place when i put pics of it up. i want to post our time in sicily first while is is still somewhat fresh. my apologies ahead of time if i get a little too detailed and then panic finish with out telling you the whole story.
from cinque terre we took a night train to sicily, where we had our most suprising experience yet. when we got into messina, we had to decide where in sicily to go first. palermo was too big so that was out for now. we liked the sound of syracuse but wanted to take care of our urge to see the eolie islands first since they were so close to messina anyway. so, we made our way to milazzo to catch our boat to lipari the main island in the group. while waiting for the bus to the port we met this sicilian man who was running around intently, searching for means to the docks. well, he found a car and yelled at me to come get in. i usually am very suspicious of anything and anyone who offers me anything when i am traveling as there is always a catch...however, when i asked the man how much he replied with the phrase that we would soon learn was his mantra, "don't worry, beee happy!!". so we got in the car.
at the ferry, i offered to chip in for the car but he again said, "don't worry, be happy!". i said, "ok". we offered our sincere thanks for his kindness and made our way in search of tickets to the islands. well, to make a long story a little shorter, we soon learned that tickets to the islands were more than twice what we read they were supposed to be. a bit dejected, we made our way to the nearest cafe/pub and began to reformulate our plans for sicily. as we were about to leave for the train station, this man said, "hello again!". it was mr. happy. when i stepped out to get some money, he learned that i was from alaska. this fact seemed to make him even more excited and we learned in short order that the island of lipari is one of his homes and that he wished to buy our tickets to lipari. again deflating my arguments with his mantra, i gave in and we made our way to the islands. marco, as we learned, is a direct decendant of the first family to come to these islands. i was happy to be marco's show and tell doll for the first couple days in lipari. he would often just look at me, give a huge sigh and say, very slowly and passionately, "aaahlaskaaa. you are from...ahlaaaska". alaska is somewhere that marco has wished to visit for a very long time and we hope he comes and takes up the role of the honored guest he made us feel like while on his island. marco put us in a hotel for two nights, treated us to the most wonderful meals every day of pastas, cheeses and fiorentine steaks and - the most beautiful experience yet - after the biggest bowl of mussels and clams i have seen, marco told the waiter to bring out a bottle of wine. he poured it into this massive decanter, set it on the table next to us and we began to stare and talk about it for the 45 minutes it breathed. though i have had my fair share and have tried the wines of quite a few other countries, i know that i am no wine connoisseur, so this is not the most shocking statement, but that wine was, without a doubt, the best i have ever tasted. instant chocolate, finishing with thick, skull filling, fruity aromas that demand to linger inside your top half before giving way to the next dose. when i told him that i had to buy a bottle and take it home he looked aghast, and said, "no,no,no,no,no, that is no good tyyyyson." apparently, even shaking the wine in the bottle will alter the beautiful taste, nullifying its wonderful qualities. it was far too expensive anyway...
i have gone off enough on this story. there is more to say but i just do not of the time. we thoroughly enjoyed our experiences in sicily and will be going back. this computer will not allow me to post pics so i will have to play catch up with that as well.
when i write again, i will catch up on our remaining time in italy, including rome, a quick visit to the amalfi coast, camping and hiking along the villages - literally made from the mountains - on the border of italy and france and our loaned, fine dinning experience. finally, i will have to dedicate sufficient time - which, sadly, i don't have at the moment - to the most recent miracle, the night we saw liverpool play. and play they did!!
we have felt so overwhelmed, so blessed and so thankful for the doors that have been opened and the protection we have felt over us and the growing baby during these last two months. we attribute all of this to the One who watches and loves on us where ever we are in life and with all of his beautiful creation.
and so we are in spain right now. this is my first time here, a country i have wished to visit my entire life but could never quite reach. i already have the lurking feeling that i did not set aside enough time for here and portugal but you won't hear me complaining.
this is one of our rare hostel visits and that is why i am able to write. before this trip ends i will but up a menagerie of photos and their explanations.
the map to the upper right of this page is also updated.
talk with ya later.
QUOTE OF THE WEEK -
context: ailsa and ty getting up from bed after another sleeper train... AILSA, AS SHE SITS UP OUT OF BED: "ooo, ouch!!" TYSON, WITH A PANIC LOOK ON HIS FACE: "what! what is it!?" AILSA'S SLEEPY FACE COMES BACK ON AND SHE SEEMS FINE: "oh, nothing...just another kick to the uterus".
THE 'NORMAL' LIFE OF A WORLD TRAVELING PREGNANT WOMAN. MY HERO AND LOVE!!! SHE IS TRULY ONE UNBELIEVABLE WOMAN. ALONG WITH OUR BABY, SHE HAS CARRIED ME THROUGH MANY OF OUR MORE CHALLENGING EVENTS DURING THIS ADVENTURE.
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
VIDEO THAT DIDN'T WORK IN BELOW POST
I JUST POSTED SOMETHING BELOW THIS BUT THIS IS THE OTHER VIDEO I WANTED TO POST THAT DID NOT WORK BELOW. I LOVE THIS ONE. I WAS VERY TIRED WHEN I MADE THIS BUT VERY HAPPY. I HAVE CONCENTRATED ON MAKING MANY MORE VIDEOS ON THE SECOND HALF OF THIS TRIP AND I WILL TRY TO POST THEM WHEN POSSIBLE. CIAO, A SORETA.
Quick pics of Greece
WE ARE IN SICILY HAVING -I THINK, YES- THE MOST WONDERFUL TIME OF OUR TRIP SO FAR. I CAN NOT WRITE TOO MUCH NOW BUT CAN ONLY PUT A FEW PICS AND MAYBE SOME VIDEOS IF THEY WORK. I REALLY WANT TO SHARE OUR TIME IN GREECE, CINQUE E TERRRE AND ESPECIALLY SICILY WITH YOU SO I WILL REALLY TRY TO WRITE MORE SOON. ALL IS WELL AND THE BABY IS GASTRO-DANCING. MI AMORE, TY AND AILSA
We had a lovely time here, waking up to the best breakfast we have had thus far.
We had a lovely time here, waking up to the best breakfast we have had thus far.
Monday, November 26, 2007
quick post from Nafplion, Greece - wowzy wowow
i am going to have to write very fast as i only have 30 minutes on this computer..
we have entered a new world on the second month of this trip, leaving the snow of switzerland and entering the perfect temperatures of greece (when we went out last night, i was in my t-shirt the whole time!). since leipzig, we did two days of scenic trains in switzerland, which blew our minds. we camped in in the mountains in interlaken, watched england blow it in the croatia footy match.
we cruised down to venice and taken many megabits of photos and spent the day exploring there. we have taken an overnight train from venice to bari, on the heal of italy, and explored that town before catching an overnight ferry to patras, greece. we got in to nafplion yesterday and found our campsite on the beach. it is heavenly here. we woke up to the sun and came down to the white stone old town for a very nicely priced breakfast.
we are enjoying for the moment the warm temperatures and cheaper prices and have decided to stay on the beach until we are ready to make our way to the greek islands. after writing this, we will be hiking up a mountain to an ancient fortress that overlooks the mediteranian and this stunning city.
because we took our time enjoying germany and are now deciding to take our time here in greece we have decided to forfeit our planned trip to istanbul. i have a feeling this last month will take on its own shape and ignore any structure i attempted to put into it with all my research and scheduling. in truth, that is what we expected and we are excited to see what happens next.
12 minutes later...
was only able to do a couple pics.... more later
love you all and hope all is well.
we have entered a new world on the second month of this trip, leaving the snow of switzerland and entering the perfect temperatures of greece (when we went out last night, i was in my t-shirt the whole time!). since leipzig, we did two days of scenic trains in switzerland, which blew our minds. we camped in in the mountains in interlaken, watched england blow it in the croatia footy match.
we cruised down to venice and taken many megabits of photos and spent the day exploring there. we have taken an overnight train from venice to bari, on the heal of italy, and explored that town before catching an overnight ferry to patras, greece. we got in to nafplion yesterday and found our campsite on the beach. it is heavenly here. we woke up to the sun and came down to the white stone old town for a very nicely priced breakfast.
we are enjoying for the moment the warm temperatures and cheaper prices and have decided to stay on the beach until we are ready to make our way to the greek islands. after writing this, we will be hiking up a mountain to an ancient fortress that overlooks the mediteranian and this stunning city.
because we took our time enjoying germany and are now deciding to take our time here in greece we have decided to forfeit our planned trip to istanbul. i have a feeling this last month will take on its own shape and ignore any structure i attempted to put into it with all my research and scheduling. in truth, that is what we expected and we are excited to see what happens next.
12 minutes later...
was only able to do a couple pics.... more later
love you all and hope all is well.
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