Barcelona

      Barcelona, in addition to being the city of Gaudi it is also the city of staying up late, shot bars, smoking hookah with Israelis and getting water thrown out the window at you. Needless to say, it was a great time.

       I arrived in Spain around 8:00pm on the plane, which I thought would mean a quiet night and hanging out the next day. Not true. The girl I was staying with, Lindsay (who I'd never met before but was nice enough to even give me her key one night) informed me that Barcelona eats dinner at ten, is out at the bars around midnight and the clubs around one. Frequently people don't get home until five or six AM. Despite the appeal I still wanted to take it slow my first night and this was probably a good decision, as the bar crawl the next night helped me find out, staying out that late is hard to get used to.

      Walking around Plaza Catalunya on a Friday night you can see how active the city is. Corte Ingles, a huge shopping center, was still buzzing around 9:00, and La Rambla was a mess. Hundreds, if not thousands of people were gathered along this one tree-lined street buying and selling goods and looking for the party. All along the city streets Christmas decorations hung, but they weren't lit. Apparently its a tradition in Spain to put up the lights, but not actually light them till much closer to actual Christmas.
       I met up with Annie from Gettysburg and we spent the night catching up in her hostel with a few bottles of wine and friends. The evening took us to right outside the hostel with one of the people we had met who happened to have a hookah. It was awesome. Relaxing, a nice night, in good company, it couldn't have gotten better. We were gathered in a small stoop and as I had been delegated to get food with Annie, I ended up standing at the edge of the steps rather than sitting on them. I was casually listening to one of the group tell a story, minding my own business, when out of the blue an ice-cold bucketful of water splashed down on my head. This was met with laughs and I stood there, unable to determine a course of action. Apparently one of the girls in the group had vaguely heard someone say "Be Quiet" in Spanish, but the rest of us weren't informed. We decided to let whoever it was have their peace (after a few choice words shouted at the window the water probably came out of) and headed to bar, then bed.

      The next day we toured the city. To describe Barcelona as Gaudi's city isn't enough. From Parc Geul to the north, Sagrada Familia towards the water, and scattered Gaudi Houses, the city breathes his architecture. Barcelona is a big place, like Paris or Berlin rather than Prague or Amsterdam, luckily the metro there is easy to use and efficient. We made it all the way up the huge hill to Parc Geul and saw some great views of the city, then all the way down to Sagrada Familia. On our walks my friends took me off La Rambla to probably the single greatest place in Barcelona: La Boqueria. Its basically a huge marketplace with cheap, delicious, fresh food. Ham is big in Spain, and for a euro or two you could get little boxes of ham, similar to the boxes McDonalds fries come in, and some cheese. The ham literally melts in your mouth and with the fresh cheese, it was a great snack. They also have cheap fresh fruit juice and a huge assortment of candy stores. You could spend the better part of a day wandering around.
That night we dined on paella and enjoyed a pub crawl of the city.

       Tired (unsurprisingly) the next day, we lazily wandered the Gothic Quarter of the city. Here we saw Barcelona's beautiful cathedral. Its an impressive structure, on par with all the great cathedrals and even better in that it wasn't crawling with tourists. It had a serene quality that is lost in places like Notre Dame or Westminster. Here you could take time, enjoy the building and appreciate what must have gone into its construction. Also, getting to the roof was free and absolutely worth it. We then walked all the way down to the pier and saw a great Spanish sunset along with the rise of a bright full moon.When I got back to the apartment I was staying at, my friend Betsy was there and she took us out to a nice Japanese restaurant before we caught the Pats - Colts game (at around midnight our time).

      To make up for the relaxing weekend I had, getting back to England was a little stressful. I took the bus to get to the airport with a good amount of time to check in for my flight. The bus, however, took me to Terminal 1. My flight with EasyJet left from Terminal 2. I had to get on another bus to that terminal, but I got on the wrong one. The bus I got on took me to the employee-only parking lot, which begs the question why they would let me on that bus in the first place, oh well. I finally arrived at Terminal 2 forty minutes before my flight. No worries. Only, as I soon found out running around the Terminal, EasyJet doesn't fly out of Terminal 2. It flies out of Terminal C, which was 300 yards away from Terminal 2. By the time I got to where I was supposed to be and waited in line to check in, I had 30 minutes before my plane left. Unfortunately EasyJet will only let you check in 40 minutes before the flight so I was forced to buy another ticket. In the end I got back to school the same time I would have if I had got on my scheduled flight, and even if I did have to spend more money the trip was definitely well worth it.

Dublin

It's real

Christ Church

       A quick 40 minute flight from Manchester brought us to Dublin a few weeks ago. The first thing that hit us was the hospitality and friendliness of the people we met on the trip. From the night we arrived and the driver of our bus cranked up "Can't Buy Me Love" and sang along, to the day we left and our bartender cracked jokes and poured the perfect Guinness, everyone treated us well. On our first day we did the standard city tour, seeing the castle, Temple Bar, Christ Church, Trinity College and basically the whole city. Dublin is a sprawling place, and while the center is easy to walk around buildings tend to go out rather than up. This makes things like the towers of Christ Church or the clock tower of the castle stand out really nicely.

Certified Whisky Tasters

    After the tour we hit the Jameson whiskey distillery. There we got to tour the grounds, hear the history and see how the whisky is made. Apparently the barley used to make Jameson is not roasted directly over a fire but in kind of a giant convection oven. This doesn't give it the smokey taste that scotch has, and since its triple distilled it has a cleaner, less sweet taste than Jack Daniels. I learned all of this because I was selected to be a whiskey taster at the end of our tour. Rather than blindfold us and have us guess they just gave us three shots of different whiskeys and told us why Jameson was the best, which it really was by a long shot.
    Dublin isn't like Paris or London in that it isn't a city famous for its landmarks. The Molly Malone statue and other sights are fun to got to, but people visit Dublin for the culture. What better way to experience this than with a pub crawl? We went with the same group that took us out for a city tour and we got to visit a lot of pubs including one that brewed its own beer on site. Our tour guide warned us not to attempt to drink like the Irish because we would fail. I think we came pretty close.

Glendalough

The next day I met up with Aunt Marie and Uncle Frank for a really nice day out in the country. We went to Glendalough in County Wicklow for a walk around amazing 6th century monastic ruins and a hike around the little lake nestled in the hills. The whole place was a large monastic community started by St. Kevin in the 500's, and many years later miners moved in to the farthest edge of the lake. It was beautiful and both Marie and Frank know their stuff about the area and it was great to hear them talk about all the history and stories they have. That night we went back to their house for one of my first home cooked meals in a long time. After thoroughly stuffing my face it was time sit with some tea and talk about the family history, the economic state of Ireland and number of other things. It was a great trip, and nice relaxing cap to my weekend in Dublin.

Uncle Frank and Aunt Marie

Edinburgh

    A few weekends ago I hit up Edinburgh, the capital of Scotland. The train only takes about 2 and a half hours from Lancaster and is relatively cheap. From how much I liked the city trips in the future might have to happen. Edinburgh feels more like a large town than a city, and retains more medieval charm than Prague. I arrived in the rain on Friday night and went out to the bars with some friends from Gettysburg and Abbe, a high school friend that offered to put me up for the weekend. It was a weekend of sleeping on the floor, but hey moneys tight and it was worth it to meet up with someone from home. I tried some of the famous Scottish whiskey and while I didn't experience the "citrus and vanilla undertones" described to me by the menu, it was actually pretty enjoyable.

Black Mausoleum

    The next day and for the rest of the weekend we had complete sunshine, it was great. We took a free tour of the city and got to see all the major sights. The main route in Edinburgh is called the Royal Mile, and its literally the mile between the castle (at the top of the hill) and royal palace, Holyrood House. The House is where the Queen stays when she is in Edinburgh. The tour took us everywhere, and interestingly enough into a graveyard. The Scots don't look at graveyards with the same stigma we do, and they are actually a popular place to picnic. This despite the fact that in the corner of the graveyard is most haunted place in Europe, the Black Mausoleum. This is the burial place of the man who basically butchered Scotland's Protestant population (Covenanters) and most of the hauntings were reported recently, as in they started in the 90's. This story sold us on taking the Haunted Edinburgh tour later that night, but more on that later. The tour took us through the graveyard and pointed out some of the interesting graves, including one of a man called McGonagall. Turns out J.K Rowling would frequent the graveyard and borrow the occasional name for the Harry Potter books, including Tom Riddle. We also saw the window at which she sat to write the books, the inspiration for Hogwarts and the cafe she wrote at.
      That night was the ghost tour of the city. It was perfect with a full moon and not a cloud in the sky. Of course we went to a graveyard but a different one, and we also hit up an entirely different side of the city than in the tour during the day. One of the places we went to was Calton hill, the site of various witch burnings and also an old Celtic site where faeries and demons could enter this world, it might have been cheesy but it was the perfect night for ghost stories anyway, plus the tour included a free pint at the end so, why not.

      The next day we toured the castle. It's more of a complex of buildings rather than one major central stronghold. It offered some of the best views of the city and a lot of history. We saw places where prisoners of war were kept, including American revolutionaries in the 1700's. Some of the doors had graffiti in the form of carved, early American flags. It was pretty cool. After that I hiked up Arthur's Chair, a mountain right on the edge of town that is in Holyrood Park. The hike was easy and you could see the sea as well as the entire city. It was a great walk and on the way down I stumbled upon the ruins of a 15th century chapel. It was a great cap to the trip.
      That night was my last in Edinburgh and Abbe and I went to a local pub to try haggis. Haggis is one the national dishes of Scotland and its basically crushed up sheep heart and lung, thats been boiled inside a sheep's stomach and then some herbs are thrown in. That aside, it was delicious. The pub had huge cushioned chairs and sitting there on a cold night was perfect. I would gladly go to Edinburgh again.

Prague

Tyn Cathedral

     Despite this trip happening almost a month ago, I'm finally getting around to writing about Prague. We arrived in Prague at a decent hour of the night, and with the help of a really nice couple exiting the opera we found our hostel quickly. Prague is a small city with narrow streets and it might seem easy to get lost but really everything is pretty close so if you wander you're bound stumble upon some landmark and figure out where you're going. Our hostel was right by the Old Town Square and the rooms had a rustic feel, as in our door was locked with a skeleton key and the entrance to the bathroom was only four feet high. But it put us right where we needed to be. The next day we hit the town for a free tour of the city.

Astronomical Clock

    We had very good luck with weather and Prague is a beautiful town. The Tyn Cathedral dominates the skyline by the Old Town Square and the Astronomical Clock is great to see in action. All the figures move, the windows open up and the Apostles parade, and its capped by a gold rooster crowing. The inventor of the clock had his eyes put out by the leader of the city in the 1400's so that he would never make a clock like that for another city. Also each day of the year has a name associated with it, so the last wheel of the clock is really hard to read, but if its you're name day you get to take all your friends out for a drink. Like Berlin, communism is still very much present in the city. They are still recovering from the economic loss and brain drain caused by Soviet occupation and puppet governments. The city is thriving though, and despite the stigma of being in "Eastern Europe" is actually really safe, most people out at night are just drunk.

Propaganda: Communist Bar

     The Czech drink more beer per capita than any other nation, so of course we had a to take a beer tour of the city. Our guide Lucas was a local Czech who grew up in the city and liked leading the tour "Because I love beer." We went to all different pubs and got to try different varieties of their famous Pilsner (unpastuerized, makes a huge difference) and even the original Budweiser. Budweiser is actually a type of beer, the American company just took the name for itself, there's some bitterness left despite all these years. The beer was amazing, and so was the company. We met a lot of other people our age who were travelling abroad. Apparently its the thing to do in Australia. We met fives Australians on the beer tour and none of them had travelled together. They left Australia by themselves, some as much as 6 months ago. They just save up and ship out. Its an interesting way to see the world, since being alone means you're kind of forced to meet new people and out yourself out there. One girl was telling us she was so desperate to speak English with someone that she knocked on the door of the hotel room next to hers and asked if they wouldn't mind her joining them for dinner, simply because she heard them speaking English in the lobby earlier. The tour ended at a bar that was Communism themed. It had all the old communist propaganda as well as some symbols of the new freedom the Czech feel they now have.

Beer tour friends

Palace Cathedral

     The next day we visited the palace, which is really a collection of buildings but still a sight to behold. The cathedral at the castle was started in the 1300's or so, I may be off, there, but wasn't finished until the 20th century. At the front of the cathedral, amid all the images of saints and angels, are four men in business suits, since they paid for the cathedral to be finished they wanted to be on it as well. We went to the National Museum as well, which is really just an odd natural history museum with rooms upon rooms of rocks and stuffed animals. It was a little underwhelming, but the building itself was worth the admission.

National Museum

     Earlier in our tours a guide mentioned that to see the Charle's Bridge (one of the focal points of the city and the connection between the main town and the palace town) as it was in the middle ages, one would have to go on it early in the morning, when there were no tourists and the bridge was by itself. So we did, getting up extremely early we had the whole place to ourselves.









 Prague was one of my favorite cities on this trip. The food was good (dumplings and goulash) and the  whole place extremely friendly. The way our tour guide put it was that every visitor helped Prague shrug off communism and get back into a good economic standing, we were happy to help.

Palace from Charles Bridge

    

Berlin

      We only stayed two whole days in Berlin but it was time well spent. We got in around 5:00am from our overnight train ride with little sleep and no chance of checking into our hostel until at least three that afternoon. We lounged around for a bit and then headed off to take a walking tour of the city. In each place we went we encountered a group called Sandeman's New Europe which is an organization that offers free tours of European cities. The tours are always in English and usually given by people who speak English as a first language but have some sort of connection to the city. To get to the meeting point for the tour we had to take the metro. Unlike London, Berliner's aren't sticklers about the public transportation and since its  such a huge city taking some sort of underground or bus is a must. I only paid for a ticket once during the entire trip and we had to take the metro at least 5 or 6 times.

Brandenburg Gate statue of Victory

      So we met up with Samantha, a spritely British blonde who had moved to Berlin with her boyfriend a few years ago. The tour was excellent, we got to see all the cool places Berlin has to offer while Samantha chirped stories and facts about each place. It was interesting to see how prevalent the old communist split still is. Its in the architecture and the stories behind a lot of the places. It should seem obvious, but it never really hit me until I was there, and in places like Prague or Amsterdam they had histories much older than still affected the makeup of the city, not really true in Berlin. The oldest monument is the Brandenburg Gate, which is from the 1700's. The gate has a funny story behind it. When Napoleon took the city he brought the statue on top of the gate back to Paris. Back then it was a statue of a goddess of peace. After Napoleon was deposed the German's got their statue back, and changed it from a statue of peace to a statue of victory. They then named the square the statue looks over "Paris Square" so from now on the victory is always looking over Paris. Otherwise the entire city was blown up during the second World War so there isn't much left in terms of older buildings.

According to our tour guide this is the "Michael Jackson Baby Dangling Over Balcony Hotel"

Holocaust Memorial

     On our way back from the tour we walked through the Tiergarten, or the Central Park of Berlin and it took us quite a while to get back, Berlin, as I said, is really big. That night we decided to find the Berlin Oktoberfest. The only reason we came to Berlin in the first place was because Munich was too packed for us to get to the Oktoberfest there, and online it said that Berlin itself does indeed have an Oktoberfest. 2 hours of walking through the sketchiest parts of Berlin later we realized that there probably was not an Oktoberfest in Berlin. We ended up on the outskirts of the city near the airport. We stopped by a Burger King to ask for directions or the nearest bus stop and the woman behind the counter told us we had to go to Munich for Oktoberfest. Luckily for us the guy next to us in line heard our problem and offered to give us a lift back to the city. Now, hitch hiking from one of the worst parts of Berlin back to the city center might not sound like a good idea but we were tired so we accepted. He ended being a very nice guy who gave us another semi-tour of the city as he dropped us off at a restaurant packed with locals that served Bavarian beer by the litre. The food was delicious, sausages over cabbage, potato soup, apple turnovers, it was really good and we were so tired we were willing to shell out a little extra dough for comfort food.

Reichstag

      The next day we went to the Reichstag and waited in line for an hour and a half to get inside. It was worth it though, as a free tour its pretty cool on top and offers some nice views of the city. Then we relaxed and enjoyed our vacation for the rest of the day and took our train to Prague at 4:00 in the afternoon.

Amsterdam

      The first stop on our week long break was Amsterdam. Its a charming city that feels more like a big town with a lot of canals. Its a pretty city but in a relaxed sense, like if Paris didn't take itself so seriously. We arrived late at night after two long train rides so we went to bed early, much to the disapproval of Lola, the British girl who shared our hostel room with us. The next day we did a tour of the city by ourselves, just waling around and looking for interesting things. It only takes two hours to walk the entire city, meaning that wherever you stay, you're close to something. We've had terrible luck with places being under construction when we visit and in Amsterdam both the Royal Palace and the Rijksmuseum were being repaired. In the case of the palace the entire thing was covered with sheets and scaffolding so it was hard to tell there was a building there. The Rijksmuseum was great, a whole lot of Rembrandt and a few Vermeers. On the first floor they had a whole exhibit to Dutch maritime history which was really interesting.
      The best part of the day though, was the Heineken Experience. Heineken started in Amsterdam and still has their global HQ there. The beer is no longer brewed at the Amsterdam site so they turned it into a museum/attraction. The entrance fee got you two free drinks at the bar at the end of the tour and you also got a free drink at a tasting halfway through. We got to look at the brewing process and taste the beer at different stages as well as some of the ingredients. By the time we got out it was happy hour at the bar in our hostel. We met some Austrians and joined them for Amsterdam nightlife.
       The next day was more relaxed sightseeing and then we walked around Amsterdam at night, including the famous Red Light district, which is actually not very sketchy and is a big party scene. We found a sports bar that played American football so we got stayed there and got a little taste of home. The next day we saw Westerkerk, one of the tallest buildings in Amsterdam and got good panoramic views of the city. The Anne Frank house was crowded with tourists and the building that people walk through is actually not the house that she lived in. I think part of the tour walks through there but its mostly in a   museum. There are cats in every bar and cafe in Amsterdam. Its just what they do. We were tired and hung out for a while in a cafe while waiting for our train and the whole time right next to us was this cat just hanging out.

      The attitude of Amsterdam is relaxed and a little slower than back in the states. People don't go to bed till 3am and don't wake up till late morning. When we went out we had to actively try to get our check, they're content to let you sit and relax, no hurry. Also they bike everywhere, and really enjoy their bikes. Little things make Amsterdam interesting. There are rows of houseboats and even a museum dedicated to tulips.
    

Trafalgar Square, National Gallery, Stonehenge and Old Sarum

       This is my last week in London before the big trip to Northern Europe and then to Lancaster. Despite papers and presentations we've actually had a good amount of free time and took some trips. This weekend we went to Trafalgar Square, a busy intersection where the National Gallery is located as well as a big fountain and a fair number of shops and pubs. There was some sort of robotic display going on that I couldn't really figure out, but otherwise there were statues and a bunch of street performers.

Phase 1 of the takeover

       The National Gallery was excellent. Obviously it had the standard Italian Renaissance painters including some unfinished Michelangelo's and a couple really excellent Da Vinci pieces (they have another version of the Madonna of the Rocks). They have some great Impressionist stuff too, Degas, Monet, etc. The best though was their Northern European stuff, specifically Dutch painters. They have a good number of Rembrants and his constituents, and some Vermeers as well. The Dutch are a little overlooked when you aren't talking about still life but this was definitely one of the strongest couple of rooms in museum. The British section was again, obviously strong and also interesting since Brits aren't the most talked about painters but they did have some really good landscapes.
      Later in the week was a trip to Stonehenge. The little town of Salisbury that you take the train into to get to Stonehenge is a really small, countryside village with a lot of charm. We went to a pub right by one of the many small rivers that run through the town and it was nice and relaxing. The bus cost about 15 pounds to get to Stonehenge but that included our admission to see the stones as well as admission to the ruins of an old castle nearby. Stonehenge was impressive, its still mind boggling to think about how people actually moved those huge stones so far without power tools. We had perfect weather and the whole place is surrounded by plains and farmland, making it seem isolated and as if the lanscape hasn't changed. Near the site are a few scattered burial mounds that are a nice walk, but they were closed off to prevent erosion. The trip included these little audio devices that really didn't offer much information, especially for someone who knows a thing or two about Stonehenge anyway. Also they just offer speculation, and kind of ruin the whole feel of the place if you choose to listen to them

      The next stop was Old Sarum, a castle and cathedral that has roots to even before William the Conquerer. It's closer to Salisbury than Stonehenge and was the original site of the town. The ruins were really cool, there was a good amount of the older foundations left and its all on the top of a large mound with steep ditches surrounding it, offering a great view of the little town down the valley. It was less touristy that Stonehenge, and offered more freedom to walk around (at Stonehenge you're on a little track). Down from the upper levels of the castle lie the remains of a cathedral. You can see where the pillars would hold the whole place up and there is a really well preserved part of the old treasury left over as well.

      I really like the older history, so this week was a blast. Its our last in London and we finally made the trip to the Icebar as well. It was really cold in there, so we didn't mind that our cover charge only let us in for forty minutes. Not something I would do again because of the cost, but definitely worth visiting.