September 2011
8 posts
El mes de maravillas: August 2011
Something strange occurs every August throughout most of Europe, especially in the Mediterranean. Flocks of residents abandon their homes, jobs and countries to participate in what I refer to as ” The best month of the year”. August is an unofficial month-long vacation for many countries and Spain is not only a participant but, it’s safe to say they lead the pack of...
Paris, France: Parte Deux
After leaving Granada, we took a flight to tourist capital, Paris. There are many things I love about Paris (Fashion, Architecture, Macaroons!) but, there is one daunting thing that always makes me flinch when a trip to The City of lights is mentioned: The Metro.
Call me spoiled all you want but, after living 7 months in a city with a Metro system most of Europe envies, it’s a big shock...
Off to Nether Netherlands: Amsterdam, Rotterdam...
After eating more fries and chocolate humanly possible, we squeezed into a train and took a short one hour trip to the place stoners go after they die: Amsterdam
Now, I know what you’re all thinking “Marijuana, Redlight District, bikes” but, prepare to be amazed. Amsterdam was my favorite place in the entire trip for many reasons. For starters, the whole marijuana industry in...
Granada, Spain: Morocco meets Spain
We began our trip a mere 7-hour bus ride from my magical Madrid to the city of Granada my second favorite city in Spain. Opting to take an overnight bus (for a measly 30 euro roundtrip!) we arrived at 6:30am, and headed to our amazing hostel, Oasis Backpacker’s Hostel to rest up before beginning our trek.
The first time I set foot on Granada was during the annual Semana Santa or holy...
Brussels, Belgium: Fries, Beer, Chocolate heaven
After our stop in Paris, we hopped on a bus and took a 3-hour trip to Brussels, Belgium. This was both of our first times in Belgium and were pleasantly surprised that their main attractions were both A: amazing food and B: Hilarious statues. Brussels gained a little spot in my wanderlust heart although things turned sour on our return stop in Brussels but, thats not the city’s fault.
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