Hey Americans!
It has been a very long few days of traveling in countries that do not speak English. We miss all of your redneck little voices badly. I think we left off in Amsterdam where we sat typing as quickly as we could because the Middle eastern men who owned the place were freaking us out. From there, we made our way to the train station and worked out a place on the five oclock train to Milan. We were forced to pay 40euro (oh the pain!) for a sleeper compartment--because the seats were all taken--but it turned out being a blessing in disguise because we slept well. The ride took about 14 hours and we not too miserable except for the fact that we got through most of our wonderful books (twilight-breaking dawn, and harry potter 4 haha) and sweated a little. Things only started getting sticky when we were woken up at 130 in the morning by German police yelling at our bunkmate to come with them. We found out later that he was later arrested for trying to jump the border and they were pretty happy to have found him. A big danka to them from us! Our two other roomates were an old man with alzheimer's who kept asking if we'd seen his ticket and a very hairy German cyclist. All was well until we were woken up for the final time by italian border patrol yelling "GIVE ME YOUR MARIJUANA!". Scared out of our daylights, we fumbled out of bed and were barely able to talk him into turning around so Molly could put her pants back on. They checked everyones' bags and we were finally set loose into Milan--not too much worse for the wear.
Day 2: Milan is a big boring place--at least on Sundays. We walked out of the train station with the fact that we didn't catch our next train until 9 oclock that night weighing heavily on our minds. We sat down at a curb in front of mCdonalds hoping for a place to spend some of the day and the janitor who was washing the curb started yelling at us to get up...he proceeded to spray my backpack with his hose. We spent the rest of the day sitting in similar spots and walking aimlessly. At one point we find a nice little Italian park where we sat and watched some people playing soccer almost all day. We finished the day waiting for our trains and I spoke in broken Italian (who knew) with a funny old man who kept meowing like a cat and telling us to eat spaghetti in Rome.
Day 3: We spent the night sitting in seats that we didn't have to pay for ( thank you Eurail pass!) and decided they would be pretty uncomfortable until we realized they slid down into beds! The night went well except that every hour on the hour someone came in demanding our tickets. "TICKETS PLEASE!" We arrived in Brindisi Italy and scurried around town hoping to find the ferry office that would give us the free ferry passes we had heard about...but it didn't--they flat out refused. So, we went to another Italian town that was rumored to have a ferry to Greece, Bari italy, and we got a little luckier. In Bari, we found that ferry tickets to Greece haven't been free to Eurail passholders for over three years, and that the book I've been consulting at every corner hasn't been updated since 1979..yikes. Anyway, we found tickets for 32 euro..not bad...and boarded the ferry that lasted until 12noon today. Before we boarded we had some awesome pizza and the best ice cream i've ever tasted by the way.
Day 4: Today, we arrived in Greece, having found a spot to sleep inside the ferry illegally (we were supposed to be on the rainy outdoor deck), last night. After we arrived, we made one of Molly's longterm dreams come true by taking a bus to a cute little beach that you will see in our pictures if this computer cooperates. We love you all, sorry this is so rushed, our train is in 20 minutes!
Ben&Molly
Quote for the day"
I'm late, I'm late, for a very important date.--the white rabbit--alice in wonderland
It has been a very long few days of traveling in countries that do not speak English. We miss all of your redneck little voices badly. I think we left off in Amsterdam where we sat typing as quickly as we could because the Middle eastern men who owned the place were freaking us out. From there, we made our way to the train station and worked out a place on the five oclock train to Milan. We were forced to pay 40euro (oh the pain!) for a sleeper compartment--because the seats were all taken--but it turned out being a blessing in disguise because we slept well. The ride took about 14 hours and we not too miserable except for the fact that we got through most of our wonderful books (twilight-breaking dawn, and harry potter 4 haha) and sweated a little. Things only started getting sticky when we were woken up at 130 in the morning by German police yelling at our bunkmate to come with them. We found out later that he was later arrested for trying to jump the border and they were pretty happy to have found him. A big danka to them from us! Our two other roomates were an old man with alzheimer's who kept asking if we'd seen his ticket and a very hairy German cyclist. All was well until we were woken up for the final time by italian border patrol yelling "GIVE ME YOUR MARIJUANA!". Scared out of our daylights, we fumbled out of bed and were barely able to talk him into turning around so Molly could put her pants back on. They checked everyones' bags and we were finally set loose into Milan--not too much worse for the wear.
Day 2: Milan is a big boring place--at least on Sundays. We walked out of the train station with the fact that we didn't catch our next train until 9 oclock that night weighing heavily on our minds. We sat down at a curb in front of mCdonalds hoping for a place to spend some of the day and the janitor who was washing the curb started yelling at us to get up...he proceeded to spray my backpack with his hose. We spent the rest of the day sitting in similar spots and walking aimlessly. At one point we find a nice little Italian park where we sat and watched some people playing soccer almost all day. We finished the day waiting for our trains and I spoke in broken Italian (who knew) with a funny old man who kept meowing like a cat and telling us to eat spaghetti in Rome.
Day 3: We spent the night sitting in seats that we didn't have to pay for ( thank you Eurail pass!) and decided they would be pretty uncomfortable until we realized they slid down into beds! The night went well except that every hour on the hour someone came in demanding our tickets. "TICKETS PLEASE!" We arrived in Brindisi Italy and scurried around town hoping to find the ferry office that would give us the free ferry passes we had heard about...but it didn't--they flat out refused. So, we went to another Italian town that was rumored to have a ferry to Greece, Bari italy, and we got a little luckier. In Bari, we found that ferry tickets to Greece haven't been free to Eurail passholders for over three years, and that the book I've been consulting at every corner hasn't been updated since 1979..yikes. Anyway, we found tickets for 32 euro..not bad...and boarded the ferry that lasted until 12noon today. Before we boarded we had some awesome pizza and the best ice cream i've ever tasted by the way.
Day 4: Today, we arrived in Greece, having found a spot to sleep inside the ferry illegally (we were supposed to be on the rainy outdoor deck), last night. After we arrived, we made one of Molly's longterm dreams come true by taking a bus to a cute little beach that you will see in our pictures if this computer cooperates. We love you all, sorry this is so rushed, our train is in 20 minutes!
Ben&Molly
Quote for the day"
I'm late, I'm late, for a very important date.--the white rabbit--alice in wonderland
