Monday, March 24, 2008

Welcome to Italy.....10 Euro!

Much to my happiness, the UK decides to make Good Friday and Easter Monday public holidays. This news led to the planning of the longest trip of the term and what better place for it to be, than the big one - Italy. We elected to hit up the northern area of Italy, Milan and Venice, and save Rome for another venture. Thursday night, we flew in, quickly dropped off our bags and made our way for the extravagant nightlife of Milan. Someone must have forgotten to mention said nightlife to the people of Milan, because the main clubbing area was pretty dead. We did find one place, but after a couple of pricey beers, we were done for the night.

Friday was a much better day as we met up at the unbelievable Duomo Cathedral. It's well documented that my interest in Cathedrals/Churches/Anything religious has been fading quickly since arriving. However, Duomo was so unique and well crafted that it made all of the other buildings look like a bunch of old dingy buildings. As well, for only 5 Euro, you could climb the stairs to the top of the building, which allowed for a great view of the city and you could even make out the Alps in the distance.

The only bad part about Duomo was these incredible con artists. I'm sorry if you were conned by these guys, but you have to be a bit stupid to be had by these guys. There are two forms of artists. First, there are the Friendship Bracelets guys. These fellows approach a group of tourists (or anyone touristy looking) and try to throw a friendship bracelet into your hands. Of course, they keep saying it's a free bracelet. However, as soon as you take it or let them tie it on you, they immediately demand 10 Euros for the bracelet.

Second, is the Birdseed guys. These individuals will throw birdseed at you, at which point you will be swarmed by pigeons. With all the birds surrounding them, they offer to take a picture for you. I still don't understand why people want pictures with dirty pigeons, but I digress. Once the pictures are taken, they demand 10 Euro for the bird seed they used. Call me a cruel person, but I don't think it's hard to realize what these people are doing and I don't feel bad for people who get had.

I really enjoyed Milan, because since it is not a very touristy area, you can gain a true feeling of an Italian metropolis area. Ordering panzerottis at the local corner shop amongst other Italians or spending two hours in a cinema watching an American movie dubbed entirely in Italian (no sub titles of course - nothing like a crash course in Italian) made the experience unforgettable.

Saturday afternoon, we hopped on the intercity train to Venice. I would say that Venice is a once in a lifetime kind of place. It's unbelievably unique and I don't think there's really any place like it. However, there really isn't anything to do there. Once you've seen the canals and gotten lost in the tiny little streets, you've experienced nearly all of Venice. Gondola rides are very overpriced and at 80 Euro for a short ride, I don't think they're worth it.

With respect to the other places visited, Milan ranked pretty high on the list, while Venice was very low on the list. I expected much less out of Milan and much more out of Venice. For the opposite to happen at both places, it was quite surprising, but I'm quite pleased with the way things turned out.

Guinness is Good For You!

To celebrate the late great Saint Patrick, the weekend was spent drinking Guinness in the fine island of Ireland. The trip started off with one of the dumbest moves this term, but all in all turned out to be one of the best thus far.

Friday morning at 2am, I left the house and traveled to Stansted Airport (the main hub of the cheap airline Ryan Air). Upon arriving at the airport, I was told that I couldn't check in here, because I was at the wrong airport. Sadly, there is 5 airports in the greater London area and I had managed to go to the wrong one. Great start to the weekend. Luckily, despite countless complaints about Ryan Air and their customer service, I was able to get on a flight shortly thereafter and was soon in Dublin.

I had the day to myself, as the rest of the gang was set to land at night. With the town at my disposal, I spent my time in the city centre and became accustomed with the city. Did some shopping, hopped on a city tour bus, nothing too exciting, but enough to see all of the city. From there, the Guinness came out in full force. Since I was in Ireland, I tried to be as much as an Irishman as possible. Naturally, this consisted of only drinking Guinness for the rest of the weekend. When I got home on Monday, I couldn't stop drinking water as I was so dehydrated.

Saturday, we traveled on the longest coach ride of my life to see the Cliffs of Moher. It was over four hours of bus each way to the cliffs. Upon arriving, we had about an hour and a half at the actual cliffs. While it was a pretty cool sight, I'm still not sure if it warranted my nearly crippled back and legs at the end of the trip. Much to my disappointment, dumb people wrecked the attraction. Due to the 10-12 people falling/throwing themselves off the cliffs, large walls were erected to prevent idiots risktakers from going to the edge. Of course, Richard and I still tried to get to the edge, but were stopped by the Ranger who blew his whistle at us in an angry manner.

Sunday, a solid 6 hours was spent in the best place in Ireland - the Guinness Factory. I was able to sample all the kinds of Guinness, have many a pint and learn all about the process from manufacturing to advertising to learning that alcohol can inhibit your decision making abilities. All valuable information. I got a sweet poster of my favourite Guinness toucan, with whom I have an unhealthy obsession.

Looking back on the trip, there wasn't a lot done in Ireland. However, it really is just one of those incredible places where you can go into any shop/pub/whatever, share a pint with some friendly people and have a good time. It's pretty tough to not like Ireland, unless you're an idiot.

Saturday, March 8, 2008

Picture Links

Here are the links to all of my picture albums, located on Facebook.

London, England (January 4 - 13)
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2144378&l=f3f1d&id=122602243

London and Bath, England (January 18 - 20)
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2145883&l=31644&id=122602243

Edinburgh, Scotland (January 25 - 27)
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2147325&l=054a5&id=122602243

Chelsea v Reading (January 30)
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2147711&l=90f50&id=122602243

Prague, Czech Republic (February 1 - 3)
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2148528&l=d40ad&id=122602243
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2148546&l=bc837&id=122602243

Amsterdam, Netherlands (February 8 - 10)
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2149806&l=9f189&id=122602243

Arsenal v Blackburn (February 11)
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2149812&l=102fe&id=122602243

Manchester United v Arsenal (February 16)
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2150926&l=4e6a4&id=122602243

Manchester, England (February 16 - 17)
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2150927&l=5f04e&id=122602243

Tottenham v Slavia Prague (February 21)
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2151598&l=f9430&id=122602243

Dover, England (February 23)
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2152285&l=30ca5&id=122602243

NME Big Gig (February 28)
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2154112&l=4519a&id=122602243

Belfast, Northern Ireland (February 28 - March 2)
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2154122&l=3b942&id=122602243

Dublin, Ireland (March 14 - 16)
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2156842&l=619a0&id=122602243

Milan/Venice, Italy (March 20 - 24)
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2158457&l=a94ff&id=122602243

Monday, March 3, 2008

Faux Ireland

Hard to believe we're into March already. This term is flying by and continued to do so over the weekend as I was in Northern Ireland. I flew in Friday night to unbelievably strong winds and after getting lost on the streets of Belfast at 11pm, finally ended up at the hostel. Very nice hostel appearance wise, but was more of a hotel than a hostel. Tough to meet people and the rooms were horribly cramped.

Saturday was spent getting up early to go on a day tour to the Giant's Causeway, among other "sights" of the country. We first stopped at a small castle for a photo opportunity, then made our way along the coastal highway to a place called Carrick-a-Rede. The drive along the coast was beautiful and incredibly scenic. At Carrick-a-Rede, we were told that we could cross a rope bridge connecting the mainland to an island. Described by our guide as the 2nd best attraction in Northern Ireland, I was excited. Unfortunately, my dreams were crushed as excessive winds and rain killed any chance of crossing the bridge. Nonetheless, the chance to sit right beside the cliffs and look out over the ocean while alone with your thoughts made for a peaceful moment, something I seem to rarely have this term.

At our next stop, the oldest whiskey distillery in the world, I noticed that my camera batteries were nearly dead. Thinking pro-actively, I headed to the nearest shop and picked up new ones so I would be ready for the Giant's Causeway. We arrived at the causeway and I made my 1.5 kilometer trek to the actual sight. Along the way, I put in my new batteries and threw out my old ones. As I got to the sight, I went to turn on my camera, only to find it say Low Battery. I tried the other 2 batteries in the set of 4 and had similar results. My thinking ahead had left me with a nearly dead camera at the one location in Northern Ireland that I wanted pictures.

Luckily, I was able to turn on the camera and quickly snap a couple of pictures before it completely died. As well, some random American guy took a couple pics for me and emailed them to me. Very nice of him to do that, since I was basically SOL. I really enjoyed the tour as it gave you a lot of time at each place. I spent an hour sitting on the causeway watching the waves crash into the rocks. Great area for reflection and I can't wait to revisit it one day.

Sunday was spent hanging around the city centre and going on a bus trip to see all the city has to offer. It was a pretty surreal visit, since there isn't much in the way of tourism in Belfast. There has only really been 'peace' for 3 years and their tourism industry is growing at an unbelievably rapid pace. I'm really not an expert on the political affairs of Northern Ireland, so I won't try to be, but hearing and seeing how the city is constructed is very different from other places I've visited. Every major political / economic / public forces building has bomb/bullet proof glass and is usually surrounded by huge concrete walls. Each neighbourhood has a large brick wall surrounding their area, with a huge gate at the front entrance, which is closed and secured nightly. Buildings covered in bullet holes and bomb blast marks still stand. Pubs pull gates down over the windows at night and the only way you can tell a place is open is to hear the sound of music inside. While I'm describing all these aspects, it should be mentioned that despite all of this, it's a fantastic place to visit. All the locals are friendly to tourists and even if you were to venture into the less safe areas of town, I'm sure you would be fine.

This week will be filled as always. Tomorrow night, we're going to a filming of a game show called Duel. Wednesday, I'll be at Stamford Bridge for a second visit. This time, I'll be seeing a Champions League match between Chelsea and a Greek team called Olympiakos. Thursday, I was hoping to go to a restaurant I had heard about called Archipelago, but unfortunately, they were fully booked. I only mention this because this place serves some types of food I've never tried before, notably Zebra, Wildebeest and Kangaroo. I can't wait to try some kangaroo. This weekend is in Cardiff and Bristol.

Cheers.