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8/2/10, Monday - Split, Croatia
Today was my first full day in Split. I arrived late last night, checked my email, talked to some nice guys from London and from New York, and went to bed. My loud Spanish roommates (4 guys) came in as I was falling asleep and were so loud. I think it was a combination of them being rude and me being hostelled out because after about 5 minutes I said "shhhh!" Luckily, that's another universal thing. I woke up this morning, bought a Croatia towel, and made my way to the beaches that the girl who works at the hostel suggested. I started out at their touristy beach. When she told me about it she said "it's nothing special. You will walk and walk out in the water and it will still only be up to your waist and you will just get annoyed." She was right. It was like a giant pool. It had no waves, but it was the first sandy beach I have been to in Europe. It was really nice for families and children and there were a lot of people playing handball (sort of a mix between catch and volleyball with a small rubber ball). Though there were a lot of Speedos and a few naked children, which I still find traumatic, but I did not see any uncovered boobs, so I was very thankful for that. I spent about 30 minutes at that beach before I got bored and decided to make my way to the less touristy beach on the other side of Split. I liked that beach a lot, though it was a pebble beach. The water here is as clear as everyone promised it would be, but I think its equally clear in France and Greece. After about an hour and a half at the second beach, I made my way back to the hostel for a shower and to clean up. Then I went back out for dinner and to tour the old city. The old city is quite cool and I had a really nice time looking around. Then I ate at a real restaurant by myself for the first time this whole trip. I have mainly been hitting up grocery stores for bread, ham, and cheese, but I decided to splurge ($8!) for some seafood risotto. It was quite tasty. I then climbed to the top of this nearby hill for what I heard from some guys at my hostel was a very nice view of the city. I was hoping to see the sunset from there, but it turns out the hillside you climb faces east. Regardless, I did get some nice views of the city and some really good exercise! I stayed at the top of the hill until the sunset, took some pictures of the city at dusk, then made my way back through the old city, took some more pictures, and came back to the hostel to catch up on my very outdated blog!
Sunday, August 1, 2010
8/1/10, Sunday - Croatia
I left Hamburg early this morning to catch my flight to Dubrovnik. I took a city bus tour which provided some excellent views of the city. Then I checked my bags in while I took a look around the old city. It was pretty impressive. I then got on a bus to Split. It took 5 hours. I spent the first hour or so taking pictures, the view from the bus was amazing! Then, out of fear that I might run out of pictures, I made myself go to sleep. (By made myself go to sleep, I mean I closed my eyes- As you know if you have read my blog, I have trouble staying awake on public transportation.) At the stop where I woke up, a guy got on the bus and asked if he could sit by me. Though I didn't mind at first, he then fell asleep and then fell on me! I tried elbowing him a bunch of times, but it was no use. He didn't wake up easily and I was destined to be smushed until he got off the bus about an hour later. As he got off, a group of guys got on. One asked if he could sit by me and I bitchingly said fine. It turned out he and his two friends were Croatian and were very nice. His friend asked where I was from and we started talking. They were very helpful, finding out when we'd get to Split (it took longer than I thought it would) and telling me which stop to get off on. If they hadn't been there to help, I might have gotten off about 30 minutes too early. I thanked them for their help (hoala) and took a taxi to my hostel because it was so late that I didn't want to try to navigate a new city with my bags so late. Good thing too! I never would have found my hostel, but the taxi driver knew just where to go.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
7/28/10, Wednesday - Contributed by Danni Leifer
Early last week, Amin and I arrived in Hungary. On Tuesday, July 20, we went to Vienna, Austria, and we returned to Budapest two days later. On Friday, we met up with Jessy and she took us to the Great Market Hall. She had to be back at her apartment at 4PM to catch the shuttle that would take her to the airport to meet Corie (arriving from Turkey).
While Jessy headed back to her apartment, Amin and I went to the West End mall and then back to our hotel, the Queen's Court. Jessy texted us at 5PM to let us know that Corie's plane would be landing in 20 minutes, around 6PM she texted us again to inform us that Corie was with her, and finally at 7PM to tell us that they were both at Jessy's apartment. After Corie got settled, they headed over to our hotel.
It was very exciting to see Corie after 4 weeks! I noticed right away that she looked tan and thin. :) She had lots of presents for me (and my turtles); some Turkish Delight (candy), a few blue and white items to match my house, and turtle memorabilia from almost every place she'd visited.
Following dessert, we explored the city a bit and took lots of pictures by the Danube and the St. Stephen's Basilica. We stopped for a minute to watch a street performer man who played classical music on water glasses. Since we were missing our other quarter (Aimee), Corie suggested we take some pictures and leave a space for Aimee so we could Photoshop her in later.
The next morning, Saturday the 24th, Amin and I met Corie and Jessy at Jessy's apartment at noon. We had plans to meet a penpal (email pal, actually) of mine that I started corresponding with about five years ago, but had never met in person. We took the metro and tram to the Cog-Wheel Railway Station where Lajos was waiting for us.
We got off the train near Budakeszi and walked into Lajos's village. We saw a monument to the man who wrote the Hungarian National Anthem and lived in Budakeszi for awhile, the local post office, and an old steam engine. On the way to Lajos's apartment building we walked through the peaceful town and saw lots of cute houses and fruit trees.
When we got to Lajos's house, the first thing I noticed were the leather jewels. Five years ago, my purchase on Lajos's website leatherjewels.com, is how we first became acquainted. Now I was getting to tour the 'factory'! We spent a lot of time pawing
through the merchandise before we finally decided which pieces we wanted. Lajos didn't want to take any money, but Amin left him some, anyway, although it still probably wasn't enough for all the things we got!
While we were 'shopping', Lajos was preparing some food for us. A few years ago he had sent me a recipe for potato pasta and Corie and I made it; it was good but we didn't know if it turned out correctly. Apparently, it didn't. Lajos's potato pasta tasted much better (and spicier) than ours! He had also provided us with a raspberry drink - originally it was concentrated in a bottle and then he put it in a glass. Then he put some water in a canister and when he sprayed the water into the glass, it was carbonated because the canister had acted kind of like a whipped cream can.
We told Lajos about the man we'd seen playing classical music on water glasses the previous night and he informed us that the man used to play on glass jars before he saved up enough money to buy the glasses. While we were eating, Lajos showed us all the different kinds of paprikas he had and he also brought out three different Hungarian wines for us to try. Before we left, Lajos gave me a couple of gifts: a can of pork and beans and a can of goose breast (also with beans so Jessy called it Goose and Beans) because we had discussed it in one of our many emails. He was such a great host!
After dinner, Lajos walked us to the bus station (we passed a Trabant, an old East-German car on the way) and Amin, Corie, Jessy, and I took the bus back into Budapest. We chatted with my Mom on Jessy's cell phone and walked around the city some more. We discovered a little jazz fest going on that had some crafts and food. We bought and shared a cinnamon donut-like thing that 
Jessy and I had eaten earlier in the week. After some more exploring, we headed back to our hotel where we hung out for a bit. Amin said his goodbyes, since he was leaving at 4AM the next morning and Corie and Jessy headed back to Jessy's apartment.
The airport shuttle was scheduled to pick me up the next morning, Saturday the 25th, at 10AM. It was really nice of Corie and Jessy to venture out in the rain to stop by at 9AM with breakfast. I ate my croissant and cookie, packed up my stuff, and said goodbye at 10AM. :( It was a very dreary, depressing day (the only one we'd had all week). When I called Jessy from the airport a little while later, she and Corie had gone back to bed! I know Corie's having a great time, but selfishly, I'll be glad when she's back home in 2 weeks. (Jessy will be back in 3 days!)
While Jessy headed back to her apartment, Amin and I went to the West End mall and then back to our hotel, the Queen's Court. Jessy texted us at 5PM to let us know that Corie's plane would be landing in 20 minutes, around 6PM she texted us again to inform us that Corie was with her, and finally at 7PM to tell us that they were both at Jessy's apartment. After Corie got settled, they headed over to our hotel.
It was very exciting to see Corie after 4 weeks! I noticed right away that she looked tan and thin. :) She had lots of presents for me (and my turtles); some Turkish Delight (candy), a few blue and white items to match my house, and turtle memorabilia from almost every place she'd visited.
After we caught up a bit, we headed out to dinner, which my dad generously paid for, at a restaurant near the Oktogon area of Budapest and Jessy's friend Jackie met us there. Amin and I shared a pizza, Jessy got a pizza of her own, and Corie and Jackie each got something called a sandwich with cranberries and blueberry sauce, but it really wasn't a sandwich since it didn't have any bread. After dinner, Jackie left, and the four of us went to a very old, well-known restaurant called Gerbeaud where we got ice cream sundaes (Amin got a piece of cake).
Following dessert, we explored the city a bit and took lots of pictures by the Danube and the St. Stephen's Basilica. We stopped for a minute to watch a street performer man who played classical music on water glasses. Since we were missing our other quarter (Aimee), Corie suggested we take some pictures and leave a space for Aimee so we could Photoshop her in later. 
The next morning, Saturday the 24th, Amin and I met Corie and Jessy at Jessy's apartment at noon. We had plans to meet a penpal (email pal, actually) of mine that I started corresponding with about five years ago, but had never met in person. We took the metro and tram to the Cog-Wheel Railway Station where Lajos was waiting for us. 
After introductions, Lajos explained 
that it was only a 15 minute trip to his village, Budakeszi, but we'd be taking a longer, more touristy route. We took the old and bumpy, but scenic, Cog-Wheel Railway to the top of the mountain. From there we got on the Children's Railway, a train operated by 10-14 year-old Hungarian children (Lajos referred to it as child labor).
that it was only a 15 minute trip to his village, Budakeszi, but we'd be taking a longer, more touristy route. We took the old and bumpy, but scenic, Cog-Wheel Railway to the top of the mountain. From there we got on the Children's Railway, a train operated by 10-14 year-old Hungarian children (Lajos referred to it as child labor). We got off the train near Budakeszi and walked into Lajos's village. We saw a monument to the man who wrote the Hungarian National Anthem and lived in Budakeszi for awhile, the local post office, and an old steam engine. On the way to Lajos's apartment building we walked through the peaceful town and saw lots of cute houses and fruit trees.
When we got to Lajos's house, the first thing I noticed were the leather jewels. Five years ago, my purchase on Lajos's website leatherjewels.com, is how we first became acquainted. Now I was getting to tour the 'factory'! We spent a lot of time pawing
through the merchandise before we finally decided which pieces we wanted. Lajos didn't want to take any money, but Amin left him some, anyway, although it still probably wasn't enough for all the things we got!While we were 'shopping', Lajos was preparing some food for us. A few years ago he had sent me a recipe for potato pasta and Corie and I made it; it was good but we didn't know if it turned out correctly. Apparently, it didn't. Lajos's potato pasta tasted much better (and spicier) than ours! He had also provided us with a raspberry drink - originally it was concentrated in a bottle and then he put it in a glass. Then he put some water in a canister and when he sprayed the water into the glass, it was carbonated because the canister had acted kind of like a whipped cream can.
We told Lajos about the man we'd seen playing classical music on water glasses the previous night and he informed us that the man used to play on glass jars before he saved up enough money to buy the glasses. While we were eating, Lajos showed us all the different kinds of paprikas he had and he also brought out three different Hungarian wines for us to try. Before we left, Lajos gave me a couple of gifts: a can of pork and beans and a can of goose breast (also with beans so Jessy called it Goose and Beans) because we had discussed it in one of our many emails. He was such a great host!
After dinner, Lajos walked us to the bus station (we passed a Trabant, an old East-German car on the way) and Amin, Corie, Jessy, and I took the bus back into Budapest. We chatted with my Mom on Jessy's cell phone and walked around the city some more. We discovered a little jazz fest going on that had some crafts and food. We bought and shared a cinnamon donut-like thing that 
Jessy and I had eaten earlier in the week. After some more exploring, we headed back to our hotel where we hung out for a bit. Amin said his goodbyes, since he was leaving at 4AM the next morning and Corie and Jessy headed back to Jessy's apartment.The airport shuttle was scheduled to pick me up the next morning, Saturday the 25th, at 10AM. It was really nice of Corie and Jessy to venture out in the rain to stop by at 9AM with breakfast. I ate my croissant and cookie, packed up my stuff, and said goodbye at 10AM. :( It was a very dreary, depressing day (the only one we'd had all week). When I called Jessy from the airport a little while later, she and Corie had gone back to bed! I know Corie's having a great time, but selfishly, I'll be glad when she's back home in 2 weeks. (Jessy will be back in 3 days!)
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