I was lucky enough to be asked to represent my university in an education fair in Istanbul last week... so I decided to take advantage of the free flight and extend it to the weekend too, and I got a great and (mostly) free vacation out of it!
Here are the photos, click on the link under the slide show for bigger sizes.
Windows Live Spaces
September 29, 2008
August 19, 2008
Photos
Since I wasn't able to update my blog from cuba here's my cuban vacation in images:
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Cuba Album
And the summer that followed:
Spotorno
Stresa
Venice
Croatia
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Cuba Album
And the summer that followed:
Spotorno
Stresa
Venice
Croatia
July 8, 2008
IN cuba
Ok... so this blog overlooked the important fact that Internet is almost impossible to access in this country. So most of this blog will probly be filled up after I get back. Or not. But for a supershort summary of what we've done-
Havana, horseriding and scootering around vinales and cool beaches plus amazing music plus meeting friends and going to cienfuegos, then trinidad for salsa, colonial towns, more beach and drum lessons, now santa clara and soon santiago.
Cuba is amazing and so are the people and I have 30 seconds of internet left so thats that.
June 20, 2008
Give me a C... give me a U... B... A
Next on the menu is Cuba!
True to our post-Latin America aspirations we actually managed to organize a summer of Cuba to appease our travel-addicted selves. So its a bit complicated cuz in total there's 6 of us, none of who will arrive or leave Cuba at the same time. This can either result in a) 6 people wandering Cuba alone and lost or b) Umm... something fun.
I choose b. So armed with my guide book and the knowledge that cuba is in fact an island, I'm setting off tomorrw for this month-long vacation. All I know is that we'll be going from west to east adding and subtracting people as we go until the month is up and I go back to Europe.
True to our post-Latin America aspirations we actually managed to organize a summer of Cuba to appease our travel-addicted selves. So its a bit complicated cuz in total there's 6 of us, none of who will arrive or leave Cuba at the same time. This can either result in a) 6 people wandering Cuba alone and lost or b) Umm... something fun.
I choose b. So armed with my guide book and the knowledge that cuba is in fact an island, I'm setting off tomorrw for this month-long vacation. All I know is that we'll be going from west to east adding and subtracting people as we go until the month is up and I go back to Europe.
January 2, 2008
Fo-Fum
Ok, so I'm in the states. So maybe this post is a little late. But better late than never. After leaving South America - and the best 6 months of my life - its kind of hard to motivate yourself to do stuff. Like breathe.
But this part of my life is over and now its time to move on to the next, which is a month of vacation from my vacation in Raleigh, North Carolina with my family; and then 4 months of university back in Switzerland. Aaaand after that?
Next stop: Cuba!
Paraty!
So after 5 months and 3 Billion kilometers of travel it has all come to an end in a little touristy Brazilian beach town called Paraty.
Paraty is nice. We had the best bargaining session of our lives at the bus station, where two hostel people gave us discounts and free things every time we looked at them. In the end we chose a beachfront hostel with our own private apartment, kitchen, free internet, hammocks and breakfast. Not too shabby. The only catch was that we had to walk half an hour out of town with our huge backpacks on in the burning sun. But we're professionals. It was worth it.
We headed straight for the beach which wasn't anything special, and had lots of mud underwater. That made SMNadja run away to blow up imaginary kayaks and go dinner shopping. So while they were doing that me and Monica played with some kids and then laid in the hostel's hammock while waiting for dinner. Mmmm... dinner. Louis - an American who we had met at the bus station- proceeded in preparing us a delicious meal of feijuada (Brazilian bean dish), which my spell check keeps on wanting to change to marijuana, and fried bananas.
I love bananas. Fried, raw, sweet or salty, liquid or solid hot or cold...Mmmm.. they're always good. So the next day we took the bus to Trindadia, supposedly the best beach in the area. Well it didn't beat Lopes Mendes, but it was still very nice. After relaxing on the sand for a bit we took a jungle walk to another beach and a natural pool created by big rocks fencing off parts of the sea.
That night was my last of the trip and we were planning to go to a jazz/reggae/blues concert which turned out not to exist. No matter, we went out for a drink and walked around the streets till late. We got caught by a gay couple that wasn't gay and they made us talk to them for 30 years before we could finally and tiredly fall into our beds.
The next morning I took the bus to Sao Paulo, where I flew to Toronto and then Raleigh- Where I will be spending the next month of my life.
Paraty is nice. We had the best bargaining session of our lives at the bus station, where two hostel people gave us discounts and free things every time we looked at them. In the end we chose a beachfront hostel with our own private apartment, kitchen, free internet, hammocks and breakfast. Not too shabby. The only catch was that we had to walk half an hour out of town with our huge backpacks on in the burning sun. But we're professionals. It was worth it.
We headed straight for the beach which wasn't anything special, and had lots of mud underwater. That made SMNadja run away to blow up imaginary kayaks and go dinner shopping. So while they were doing that me and Monica played with some kids and then laid in the hostel's hammock while waiting for dinner. Mmmm... dinner. Louis - an American who we had met at the bus station- proceeded in preparing us a delicious meal of feijuada (Brazilian bean dish), which my spell check keeps on wanting to change to marijuana, and fried bananas.
I love bananas. Fried, raw, sweet or salty, liquid or solid hot or cold...Mmmm.. they're always good. So the next day we took the bus to Trindadia, supposedly the best beach in the area. Well it didn't beat Lopes Mendes, but it was still very nice. After relaxing on the sand for a bit we took a jungle walk to another beach and a natural pool created by big rocks fencing off parts of the sea.
That night was my last of the trip and we were planning to go to a jazz/reggae/blues concert which turned out not to exist. No matter, we went out for a drink and walked around the streets till late. We got caught by a gay couple that wasn't gay and they made us talk to them for 30 years before we could finally and tiredly fall into our beds.
The next morning I took the bus to Sao Paulo, where I flew to Toronto and then Raleigh- Where I will be spending the next month of my life.
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