Monthly Archives: March 2013

That Time There Was a Ball Gag in My Las Vegas Hotel Room.

So I love Las Vegas.  I have been there 238947382 times and the amount of pages worth of trip reports I have for my many trips, is eleventy billion times that number.

Today, we shall be revisiting a single day back in December of 2008:

Monday, December 29, 2008 – Day Eighteen of Twenty One

Today is laundry day.  I don’t really need to do laundry anymore this trip but I need to be at a machine where I put in money and take SOMETHING out of it.

Today is also moving day.  I’m leaving Fitzgeralds and checking into Sahara.

Once packed, I called the bell desk to have my bags picked up and stored. I then pulled a Ross-from-Friends and stayed in my room until checkout. This was a mistake because my channel flipping got me the Maury Povich show. Today’s theme is “Pregnant at 13 – Who is the Father”.  It seems a whole lotta under aged chicks boffed a whole lotta dudes and don’t know WHICH predator the father is. As if this isn’t disturbing enough, there was never a mention of statutory rape, nor were there any police officers there to bum rush the stage to handcuff anyone who was proven to have committed statutory rape once the paternity results were in.

That’s enough, I am out of here.

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Milan, Italy: Last Stop on First Backpacking Trip

duomo milan italy

After a full day in Florence, it was time to head to Milan, my last stop on this trip.

Upon arriving at Milan Central, I was really surprised to see how elegant this train station is.  I was not expecting that.  You could seriously spend some time here just admiring it.

milan train station, milan italy

milan train station, milan, italy

 

train station, milan, italy

Even though this is my last stop, I am still staying near the train station so that I can take a shuttle to the airport.  I am at Hotel Cristallo, which is a mere two blocks from the train station…if you don’t get lost.  I did, as always.  So it took me about an hour to get to my hotel.  I wish I were kidding or exaggerating.

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Pisa, Italy: Leaning Tower of Pisa and Baptistry

The second biggest highlight of my trip to Florence, right behind Ponte Vecchio, was my side trip to Pisa.  Before leaving home, I stopped at Target to buy a diary to bring with me.  I found one with the Leaning Tower of Pisa on it.  I thought how much I would love going through this trip, writing in my diary and then getting to take a picture of it in front of the tower.
diary

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Florence, Italy: Ponte Vecchio, Duomo, Boboli Gardens and Piazzale Michelangelo

 

ponte-vecchio-from-piazzale-1024x768I am in love with bridges. I love the way they look, I love walking over them.  I have several bookmarks of bridges I am dying to visit on my computer.

Once I had my airfare figured out for this trip and discovered I would be flying home from Milan, the first thing I did was check and see if a trip to Florence to see if Ponte Vecchio was feasible.  It was!  I am going to see Ponte Vecchio!

The train from Venice to Florence was one of those where you are forced to sit facing someone.  The couple across from me were actually in the wrong car.  They belonged in first class.  When they were told this by the attendant, they opted to stay in their seats, across from me, facing me.  MOVE GOD DAMMIT.  YOU BELONG IN FIRST CLASS.  WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?

I arrive in Florence in the evening.  I am staying at Hotel Bellavista, located right near the train station.  I always prefer being in walking distance of the train station so that I don’t risk being late and missing my train when it’s time to leave.  I of course get lost, because this is what I do.  This time it was because my map showed that if I were to make a right at the McDonalds, the street my hotel was on would be right there.  Turns out it was, but I was making a right at the McDonalds near the train station exit and my map was referencing one right outside the train station.  Who needs all these freaking McDonalds?  We aren’t in America for crissakes.

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Venice, Italy: You Are Beautiful But I Still Don’t Like You

rialto bridge, venice, italy

Ahhhh….Venice.  The city once dubbed by The New York Times as “the most beautiful city built by man.”  Who would not love Venice?

Me. That’s who.  Allow me to channel my inner Grumpy Cat for this post.

I could not wait to be in Venice.  I bought not one, not two, but THREE Venice guide books.  I even carried one around with me on this trip so I could gaze lovingly at the colorful pictures in anticipation.

And as it turns out I hated Venice. Hated it.

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A Fantastic Afternoon Spent in Ljubljana, Slovenia YAY Funicular

I have absolutely nothing written in my diary from Slovenia.  Luckily, I am armed with pictures to remind me.

I left Croatia very early in the morning.  The views on the train ride from Zagreb were absolutely stunning. I want to live here:

i want to live here slovenia

I got to Ljubljana, put my bag in a storage locker and took off.  This was the first place I found canned iced coffee.  ICED COFFEE.  I had been craving it for so long.  I drank it in like one continuous gulp.

Ljubljana is beautiful.  It also features my three favorite things:  bridges, funiculars and castles!.  I love bridges, I love funiculars and I love castles! Continue reading

Croatia – Zagreb and Plitvice National Park – May 2012

plitvice national park croatia rainbow

I left Budapest when it was still dark out, headed for Zagreb, Croatia.  My time in Zagreb was really to visit Plitvice National Park.  I had gone back and forth so many times between staying in Zagreb and staying at Plitvice.  Staying in Zagreb meant it was easier to leave once my Croatia stay was over. Staying at Plitvice meant it was easier to get to the park.  In the end, I opted to stay in Zagreb.

I boarded the train at Keleti Station and found my seat.  Someone was sitting in it. I try and show him my ticket and he will not acknowledge me.  Fine, I’ll just sit across from you. His body language told me my presence annoyed him.  Well feel free to move…out of my seat….

My train was one of those trains that had cabins with six seats in each cabin. I don’t like these trains. I don’t like facing someone, being locked in a cabin with a stranger.  Well okay you aren’t LOCKED inside a cabin with a stranger, but that’s what it feels like. I had just really wanted to sleep for the bulk of my six hour trip, but having this person directly facing me inside a locked cabin (okay again, not LOCKED) made it awkward.

At some point, the train stopped and a very menacing man in a uniform came and barked at us in a language I did not understand.  Turns out we were crossing into Croatia and needed to show our passports.  Yay!  Croatia stamp in my passport!

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Booking European Train Travel

My first European train ride was taking the train from London to Brussels. It was so easy.  Despite living in New York, or maybe “because I live I New York”, I was expecting complications.   Well Europe is very unlike New York.  In New York, I have no idea how tourists handle the subway, let alone commuter rail elsewhere.  The subway is never operating fully as it is supposed to.  Never.  There’s always trains skipping stops or going over other lines or whatever.  In Europe, you are taking this train; you look for it on that sign, and get on it.  That’s really it.

My first ride, we got on the train in London and got off in Brussels.  We then took a local train to Geel, which was the town we were staying at.  We had to transfer two or three times.  Even this was simple.  There are preprinted timetables all over the place and most of them tell you ON A PREPRINTED TIMETABLE what track you will be on.  Because the train always comes on that track.  Really??  because I have taken the Long island Railroad from Penn Station fifty bazillion times in New York and its always on different tracks every time.   What a novel concept, the train runs on the same track all the time, to the point where it can be labeled correctly on a preprinted schedule!  This was so easy!

Once my fear of living my life was completely wiped out by this trip, I was able to start work on my second trip. This trip would be a real trip.  Not a starter trip, not a “cling to Rachel” trip, not an anything other than “I’M GOING TO SEE THE WORLD!” trip.

Planning train travel can be a huge pain.   Right now I am working on my upcoming trip. I am going from Paris to Naples.  I checked flights and on the day I want to go, it leaves at 6:30 am. so id have to be up by at least 4:00 am to get up, get dressed, go to the airport, go through security, land in Naples, get to my hotel…..pass out from being so exhausted and probably not be ready to go anywhere until evening…..after which I would probably not be able to sleep at night since I had napped.

My other option is to spend all day on a train.  Honestly, this may be my preferred option, although I haven’t fully made up my mind yet.

Bahn.de has all the schedules you need.  But they do not sell tickets for routes that do not include Germany.  So then you need to figure that out.  There are so many options out there and you should check routes and prices on all of them.  You should also keep track on where you saw what price.  There is nothing like spending two hours pricing everything only to find out you now don’t remember what website you found that $13 ticket from Milan to Rome on.

To give you an idea, when I had still been planning to go to Bern, and then from Bern to Italy, I had to check prices on both the Swiss train website, then on Italiarail and Trenitalia.  These ended up being the options:

Bern to Naples 7:34-15:55
Train# 51 Departs Bern at  07:34 and Arrives  Naples Centrale 15:55
$163 italiarail
$185  sbb.ch

But by not buying one ticket and instead buying a ticket for each leg:

Bern to Naples 7:34 – 16:43
Bern to Milan italiarail       $32 7:34 – 10:34
Milan to Rome italiarail      $52 11:00 – 13:55
Rome to Naples italiarail    $13 14:39 – 16:43
total = $97

Bern to Naples 14:00 – 18:15
Bern to Milan italiarail       $32 7:34 – 10:34
Milan to Naples italiarail    $55 14:00 – 18:15
total = $87

Bern to Naples 7:34 – 00:05
Bern to Milan italiarail       $32 7:34 – 10:34
Milan to Naples italiarail     $13 15:05 – 12:05
total = $45

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Buying one ticket for the full trip is way more expensive than buying a ticket from Bern to Milan and then a second ticket from Milan to Naples.  If you had started out on the sbb.ch website and saw a ticket for $185 and booked it without looking any further, you would have overpaid greatly.

Even with doing two separate tickets, there are still multiple options.  All leaving Switzerland at the same time, all arriving different times, all different prices, all found on different websites. It pays to do research.

Where Will You Go in Europe?

How do you pick what trip is perfect for you?  Well that’s up to you really.  Don’t listen to other people, do what YOU want.  I once read a message board where some woman posted that her niece (or whoever) went to (wherever) and hadn’t planned enough time in that city and that “The poor thing rushed around so much that she couldn’t even remember what museums she had visited!”.

See, that’s not how I view it at all.  To me, the “poor thing” arrived in a city unclear of what there was to do and see there, and followed other people’s advice rather than doing her own research.  That’s how she ended up at places with names she couldn’t remember.  Trust me, if she had done research and planned “I want to see THIS”, she would have made a beeline for THIS and she would in fact remember seeing the thing she was most excited to see in that city.

If you aren’t sure what you want?  Find out!   I bought a ton of completely outdated guide books on ebay for around a dollar each.  You can also use your library and get these for free.   The beauty of Europe is that everything is so old that you can read a book from a decade ago and all the attractions are still there.  You can find things you never knew existed, that are huge musts.  This is how I learned more about cities and this is how I began to find places I wanted to see.  I never had a clue that the dancing house in Prague existed.  What if I had gone to Prague and not had seen THIS:

dancing house prague czech republic

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