Wednesday, March 12, 2008

London

I went to the Mother Country this past weekend and I am going to describe this one in a new form; you will get information in chunks. Let us begin.

Last Thursday my friend Katie and I flew to London and met up with her friend who is studying in the city (aka free place to stay; great with the current condition of the dollar).

Friday morning, we woke up in a panic thinking it was one in the afternoon because one of the girls misread the clock in the state of her exhaustion. Instead of reading 10:__ she missed the zero and read 1:__. We all were bummed and thought we had wasted the majority of the day.

We were mistaken.

Once we figured out we had not wasted the day we went and had omelets, toast and tea for breakfast. It made my entire trip to finally have eggs in the morning (fyi: Spaniards do not eat eggs in general, especially for breakfast). Then we took the tube to the Westminster area, basically spending the remainder of the day around this part of the city. We experienced Buckingham Palace, St. James Park, the Churchill Museum and Cabinet War Rooms, the Imperial War Museum, the National Gallery, Trafalgar Square, the changing of the horses (missed the guards at Buckingham), Houses of Parliament, Westminster Abbey, the Thames, Big Ben, etc.

It was a busy day.

The other highlight occurred in the Churchill Museum--which was indeed my favorite part of the weekend--when the employee asked our group what language we preferred for the audio tour. Girl in front of me carelessly responds, "American." Guy retorts: "Well...I can give you American with English accents. Would that be ok?" It was funny. It was one of those embarrassing moments for ALL Americans as well. While being over here I realize there are many moments where we are not the best ambassadors.

Here are some photos from day one:


H.O.P. + Thames River (its brown and dirty like the city)


H.O.P. [up close]


Big Ben

neat.


Change dem horses


da man.

Here I should explain in detail the Churchill Museum and Cabinet War Rooms. Briefly, once upon a time there was a great world war, in fact there were two. In the second one, the Germans wanted to control Europe and what-not. They quickly conquered and overran (i.e. blitzkrieg) Poland, France, the Netherlands, etc. Next on their list was Britain and Russia. Hitler had his minions, known as the Luftwaffe, engage in a long drawn out aerial assault on Britain. During this time, things looked grim for the boys; it appeared they would be the next to fall under German invasion. But under the leadership of Churchill and the strong resistance by the RAF and the general British people, they were able to hold off long enough for Hitler to pause the program--focusing on other nations--and never to return to the idea of invading again.

The Churchill Museum and Cabinet War Rooms are underground. The Museum simply documents Churchill's life from his speeches, role in British politics, his articles of clothing, cigars, pictures, memorabilia, and his paintings (yes, Churchill was actually a very talented artist). The War Rooms are an underground collection of rooms that Churchill and all his important leaders worked and stayed in during the war, especially during the bombings. We saw Churchill's office, his bedroom, the little kitchen where someone cooked his three specific large meals a day, the telecommunications room where he would talk to Roosevelt and Truman, etc. The place has barely been touched since the war ended.


Maps.


Hitler.

*somebody drew this sketch of the Fuhrer on one of the maps...


Churchill and his Cabinet met here.


Oliver Cromwell + Big Ben


Buckingham Palace.


cottage.


anybody seen H.O.P.?


neat hats.


the abbey.


yonder


these saved my life...

*reminder: people drive/walk on the left


standard.


Imperial War Museum

Imperial War museum is huge. It documents many different wars including the World Wars, conflicts in Africa, and has a well done, albeit depressing, Holocaust exhibit. It also has a really awesome reconstructed trench that helps you imagine what it would have been like to fight on the Western Front during the First World War.



simulated trench.


follow me...


bad day?


old school.


give thanks

*these boats helped save the Brits @ Dunkirk. If I remember correct from prior reading in my life, Hitler could have killed a couple hundred thousand Brits and French at Dunkirk. He did not act quickly and they escaped. The war could have been over...instead those troops were able to fight on in the coming years.


Shakespeare's Globe


KT and I outside the Globe

*the original Globe was destroyed (along with all the other theaters) during the time of Puritan influence. Thus, not the original. Would have seen a show, but the season does not start until April.


Symbol of British Resistance

*St. Paul's Cathedral
**Through all the German bombings, it was not harmed whatsoever


#2

*Original London Bridge is in Lake Havasu...I have seen it


British Museum

*a collection of artifacts from several cultures and nations


Samurai


mummies


more graphic depiction


1st board game


this I did not know


typical greece.


Egypt


I would take this to the chin in a bar fight


THE Rosetta Stone


the eye (largest ferris wheel in the world)


tasted similar to guinness

It was cold, the city is very dirty and overcrowded. Some Brits were not too friendly. Lastly, I found myself on occasion not being capable of understanding their accent. In all seriousness, I encountered a few people that were much harder to understand than people speaking Spanish...

Even with all that, I really enjoyed myself. It was a fun weekend. Being one who loves history and literature it was a perfect weekend. I mean I got to roam in the same country as: Chaucer, Shakespeare, Edmund Spenser, Churchill, Cromwell, John Stuart Mill, Sir Walter Raleigh, all the King Henry's, etc.

Sunday, March 2, 2008

Lisbon, Portugal

This weekend we headed to Lisbon, Portugal. Below is a quick gist of our happenings:

1) we are cheap euro travelers not wanting to pay for a cab at 5am (metro closed from 2-6am). thus, my friends and i took the last metro to the airport and slept there, sacrificing our comfortable beds for a germ-infested airport seat...all to save about 20 euro. it was an experience. money aside, i did it for the same reasons i do most things over here--that being, for the story. we survived, but my back consequently hurt for the remainder of the trip.
2) i was approached to buy sunglasses from street vendors countless times in the baixa neighborhood. the kicker was that in the other hand they had various drugs of choice. apparently, i give off some kind of vibe because they only approached me from our group.
3) portugal's beer > spain's
4) i will try a native beer every country i visit.
5) i had my first hot dog in two or three months...it came with fries that they served with mayonnaise, which i tried. my verdict, is i still prefer ketchup. hot dogs are one of my favorite foods back home. i enjoyed it very much.
6) we saw a monastery, churches, old buildings, etc. these are things i like to call the "euro norm".
7) i believe we walked through a communist demonstration. which leads me to my next point:
8) portuguese is impossible to understand. this is why i can only say i believe i saw a communist rally because i could not understand most of the words being said. either way, there were a lot of grungy people with red flags who seemed to be complaining about something. a good sign communism is afoot.
9) fyi--portuguese do not like when you speak to them in spanish.
10) an observation, and maybe not a great one, given my time constraint and a lack of visiting multiple locations in the country. still from what i noticed: here, you have a former superpower who is no more. they are not a tourist hot spot. and they have this more old fashioned, slow, and often somewhat reluctant attitude to emulate the progression of general europe. all in all, they sit content with their position, which i like.
11) we journeyed to sintra on saturday, which is about 40 minutes outside lisboa. my analogy is that it is as estes park is to denver. meaning, sintra is a quaint little town overflowing with character and charm. with this though, come streams of tourists. sorry sintra. sorry as well to estes park.
12) pena palace and the coinciding park were in sintra
13) they were amazing, except we walked in the park looking for this cross with a "supposed" great view. we never found it.
14) lisboa has a lot of hills. my calves hurt today.
15) the weather was fabulous.
16) finally, we saw the same tourists at several sites. small world. there was this red headed guy with a girlfriend who was way too good looking for him, an asian duo that always said hi to us, a few people from our hostel, and even this guy who was on our flight. he recognized me and one of my friends overheard him telling his friends (in a disgusted manner), that i was wearing the same shirt that i wore two days prior. that was a boldfaced lie. i had definitely not repeated shirts. however, he also happened to be on our flight back and guess who was wearing the same shirt that they had flown in three days earlier? guilty from his own complaint, as i would recognize that old final four t-shirt any day...



Approaching the Commercial Plaza


Lisbon [from Palace]


Pena Palace


closer


closer²



me + palace

*note significant hair growth. for anyone who does not know, i am diligently working on the return of my longer hair. it is close again to pony status in the back!!!


Another bridge [@ Pena Park]


Capes???

*the ground here is a typical portugal road. think how long it would take to make a road of all stones, usually arranged in some intricate pattern.


Sintra


inside the monastery


ceiling



standard wall painting


monastery


monastery [revisited]


~san fran


three


gone fishing...


da view.


last/first thing the explorers would see.


does not exist...just kidding


Sao Jorge Castle


city [from the castle]



i like the water here


a grave difference?


the norm


just another view