I felt it was about time I wrote something new on here. Well now that I have got round to it....here is my eventual response to a long standing request and demand for me to transfer my LiveJournal Travel Journals I wrote while travelling across Europe and Russia over onto my Blog Page. Ill post them all in the one Blog just like the Diary so yes as always it will be long but whats new from me eh. Don't drink it all at once (unless you really want to). Oh and excuse the spelling etc they were all first drafted in net cafe's! With time I may also start transfering over all the pictures from Photobucket. Only a couple of thousand or so should...take....long.....but I recon it looks better with pictures embedded into the journal which is what ill do I think instead.
Good memories.
Enjoy :)
R
[Aug. 4th, 2006|11:15 am]
[ Current Location | Munich ]
Decided it is best to create one of these journals online rather than to read back on my written journals that even I myself cannot understand with my infamously shocking hand-writing.
After my brief weeks vacation to Rhodes Island, Greece I now write from Munich, after 2 days in Frankfurt. Time is about to expire on here so ill add more later in the day.
Rory
[Aug. 5th, 2006|03:47 am]
Finally found a cheap internet cafe in the centre of Munich where ive been able to book a few hours at least to write something meaningful.
So where do I start, my week in Rhodes was brief but memorable. Faleraki was a bit mental for me. It’s up and coming but sure to be the next Benidorm. Avoided the majority of the bars that just screamed trouble yet still attended all the major events like the massive Beach Party(claiming to be the biggest in Europe) that went on all night and where I met hundreds of people and a Foam Party which, in short for those of you who have been to one - was nuts. The rest of the week I spent relaxing at the local pool bar and talking nonsense with the locals. I was taken aback by how friendly the locals were. I have always made an assumption from my holiday in Cyprus a few years ago that the Greeks were very rude and not friendly at all. But I was wrong. Anyway, overall Greece was everything I was looking for, a time to relax and do almost nothing, but on the side have a bit of fun and try(and of course fail) not to spend too much money. To get more up to date, I fly back after a week and 2 days later im off to Frankfurt with Del.
After landing in Frankfurt we had our first shot at being tourists, looking completely lost and failing to find anyone that speaks English. This was just the simple (not for us) task of finding the right bus to go from the Airport to the Centre. Eventually we figured it out and then found our hotel was situated in the middle of the red light district.....which was interesting. A warm welcome to the city. Only spent a few days in this city. Known as 'Mainhattan' for all its skyscrapers (has something like 9 out of the 10 largest in the country which were impressive to look at). In short we just drank some good beers and got lost a lot trying to get back to the hostel a bit mashed. On the 3rd we leave for Munich.
The train journey is lengthy but comfortable, at least up until before the kids behind us start crying once a start dozing off. Not had much of a chance practicing our limited German so at least now we make a fool of ourselves testing it out on someone who speaks perfect English. The last few days in Munich have been amazing. The beer gardens are immense (some seat over 5000) and of course the beer is just unbelievably good. Derek and myself have gone a little over budget already with our expensive addiction to Stine's, which if are basically large jugs of 2 and a half pints worth of quality beer.
Yesterday we visited the Deutch Museum which was just huge, with loads of interesting stuff like fighter planes V2 Rockets and U-Boats. Got lost of course in the maze of weird German stuff, but eventually found Derek again about an hour later outside. Last night we followed an Australian tour group and went around a few beer halls which were just nuts. Walked around and got free trams all over the place, ending up in a youth hostel which to our surprise and luck was right round the corner from our hostel. Met a few Australians, really loud and a little too crazy. Still trying to get used to the fact that everyone seems to smoke here. Most likely because I was getting used to the Smoking Ban back home.
Today we visited a market and saw weird fruit and ate surprise surprise, more sausages. We meet Maja in an hour, who might be able to translate half the stuff we are clueless about and show us the more student areas. Possible bar crawl later, certainly a continuation of our daily diet of beer and sausages which ill pretend at least for now is good for you. Forgot to bring the USB cable so all the pictures will have to be uploaded at a later date. Hopefully my next post won’t be so lengthy.
Cheers for now
Rory
[Aug. 6th, 2006|07:37 am]
Yesterday we were shown around Munich by Maja, had some traditional food and saw the University. Food was good, but it was raining for our outdoor adventure and without a jacket, made me miserable. Got the underground back, which was an experience, the place is huge, whole world under there. Not as complex as London though.
Today we visited Dachou, one of the oldest and the first of the concentration camps. A little heavy going, but interesting none the less. Anyway, decided id keep this post a little shorter and ive spent most of the time adding all the photos so far to the Gallery. Some are horizontal im afraid but net cafe won’t allow me to edit them but when I find somewhere I can, I will. In response to Simon, our next stop will be Salzburg, Austria in a couple of days, Tuesday to be precise. Place of birth of Mozart and of course the setting of the Sound of Music (cringe).
Tata
Rory
[Aug. 11th, 2006|02:42 pm]
[ Current Location | Vienna ]
[ mood | determined ]
Ok I give up now before I end up smashing this PC. I attached image tags to my gallery however it seems you need an account to view the pictures....ill find a way around it eventually. Ok, just to update you since my last entry, it’s been a while so I don’t think ill be brief this time.
For our last day in Munich surprisingly we avoided the beer and sausages and met with Maja again early and went to the Olympic Village. Here was an impressive stadium, swimming pool, lake and more. There was also a tower where we went to the top and could see around the whole of Munich. Made us realize how huge the city is and how little of it we have seen. We then went to a Chapel that she liked where del and I were instantly stunned by what was to see inside. Judging by our silence Maja assumed we weren’t interested but it’s definitely one of the most breathtaking sights we have seen as of yet.
After a bit of lunch we went for a walk around Palace Gardens(ill add the name once I remember) which was certainly a change of scenery for such a busy city. Maja continually questioned my silence and thought there was something wrong, but I was fine. It was peaceful and reminded of my frequent trips up to Lewis when I was younger (which I only wish I could go so often these days), going for that very same reason - a little peace from the intensity of city life. Even though this was only for a couple of hours, it certainly paced things down a little and gave us time to relax and for once not have to be getting a train somewhere or booking accommodation here and there. It was definitely worth it. Maja had to leave us after our walk so we said our goodbyes and went to book our accommodation for Salzburg, Austria. This 'simple' task took between us around 7 hours of internet searches and a helpful hand from our hostel owner to find what we needed. We were at each others teeth for the majority of it and Derek kept pressuring just to go directly to Vienna instead and eventually gave up and went to bed, yet I was intent on staying in Salzburg at least for a day and eventually found a hostel in the woods beside the Austrian Alps. Not central but close enough and ended up staying two nights.
Salzburg is renowned for its beautiful architecture and home to Mozart and of course the Sound of Music. On the train we got a private cabin, which was great, constantly reminding us of a James Bond Film(cant recite which).The scenery en route from Munich by train was breathtaking and could easily match or even top the scenery at Loch Lomond and Glencoe. However the main reason for going here and one of the main aims for out strip was to see the Eagle's Nest.
The Eagle's Nest is located in the Bavarian Alps in Berchesgaden (yes in Germany but alike Salzburg in Austria its right on the border). There’s so much history but im not here to write a novel so ill keep it short (at least this section of my post). It was Hitler's teahouse given to him as a present for his 50th birthday. There was breathtaking scenery on the bus journey up the Kehlstein road and then we took a luxurious brass elevator up through the rock into Kehlsteinhaus (Eagle's Nest). For fellow Band of Brothers fans, this was the last point taken by the infamous 101st Airborne. Their signature's can still be seen engraved in the fire place in the main room. 1834 meters up the air was thin and it was foggy resulting in a disappointing zero visibility.
However, that aside we were in awe by just being there and decided to be adventurous and walk back down instead (of course going in a circle first of all. These German signs don’t make sense, honestly). Having gone 4 miles down a mountain we are still in agony today. It was certainly worth it though as when we got lower down we could see the Alps and across both Germany and Austria which was breathtaking. So many pictures of course, but ill attach once I have more time.
We ended our stay in Salzburg that night with a walk around the town randomly finding amazing architecture all around. In short, we both agreed it was the most beautiful city either of us have been to as of yet. We went to a low ceiling, very dark bar which reminded us of the Brunswick Cellar but so much better. This night of course ended in shock as we returned to our dorm to find 4 more people in our room which, to begin with was just the 2 of us. They were of course Italian and spoke no English so the light went back off and neither of us slept all night. This being our first experience of shared dorms since a decade odd ago in the scouts. Next morning, we set off for Vienna.
After sleeping for the majority of the train journey we woke up grumpy and moaned for the majority of the evening. Once we had settled at the hostel we bought beers and whisky (four roses for Del of course) and relaxed. Here we met an Irish girl who to date is the more friendly of fellow travelers we have met so far. Played some switch, gin rummy and a few random other card games I swore she just made up off the top of her head as neither of us ever really knew what was happening. Fun none the less, so it was worth it.
Today we slept in but eventually set foot in the centre of Vienna and did the whole touristy thing and saw some of the cities main sites. Lot of nice architecture and certainly one of the weirdest things we have seen so far - a swimming pool attached to a boat, on the Danube Canal. Anyway, walked through a few parks and took a lot of pictures of buildings/statue's/fountains. Then on way home watched an interesting group break dancing in one of the main square's beside a medieval church. Impressive, well at least I thought it was.
Ok, so definitely the longest journal to date, but my fault entirely as ive not updated it for something like a week and at least now that’s us up to date. We have booked accommodation for our next city, Budapest which we well set off to tomorrow afternoon.
Hope your all well
Rory
[Aug. 22nd, 2006|12:47 am]
[ Current Location | Prague ]
[ mood | peaceful ]
Ola.
Once again it’s been a while since ive posted, but it’s been a little crazy over the last week or so to say the least. Overall we were a little disappointed with Vienna and weren’t sorry leaving it the morning after my last journal entry. In all fairness we didn’t experience the night life that anyone defending Vienna seems to rave about, but we're not traveling Europe purely for its architecture and it just gets a little boring after seeing over 15 churches in just one city alone.
So, next morning we headed for Budapest, Hungary. First city we were en route to that we knew nothing about apart from its 'up and coming' night life scene, which was only by word of mouth and not in any of our books. On the train we met a guy from DC, Josh (who has now traveled with us to Krakow and now to Prague). He's traveled over both this year and the last so lot of travel hints here and there has helped us on the way. Our train stopped on the border between Austria and Hungary with intimidating passport checkers storming into our cabin (our first experience of this). They then threw off an Italian kid in the cabin next to us at the next stop which was somewhere in the middle of nowhere which made us nervous. Arriving in Budapest, we knew we were no longer in the Europe we knew. Or in Josh's words 'not in Kansas anymore'. Everything was very Eastern European. Very rural. Some very run-down slum areas. We were almost ready to get the train straight back to Vienna already. Once we reached the train station in Budapest, it was full of backpackers (the most we have seen in one building). We then continued to avoid the drunk that approached us asking 'Are you guys Scottish?' which we immediately replied no, even though he was the friend of the guy at our last hostel who said he would set us up with accommodation in Budapest, he was just bad news so we avoided that and went with Josh to his hostel. We got on the tram going the wrong way to the hostel, then failed to find anyone who could put us in the right direction, even the guy that drove the tram. But got there eventually, didn’t get accommodation there though he called up a friend and got us accommodation elsewhere.
Budapest took us by surprise given our first impressions. We lived like kings eating at an Argentinean Steakhouse we didn’t deserve to eat in and drinking ridiculous amounts of alcohol for ridiculous prices. We spent our first day generally walking around the entire city (6 miles odd) and discovering the Sziget festival (week long festival with countless bands, e.g. Radiohead, Franz Ferdinand, Prodigy, Placebo). Radiohead played that night though so regretfully we missed them. Budapest has endless amounts of night clubs and bars so I decided to ask a local Hungarian girl where it’s at. Not surprisingly she recommended against a lot of the clubs as they were too expensive, so we went by her suggestion and went to Rudos Romerskt, an outdoor club catering for all tastes. Met a group of Irish and Australian girls in our hostel that night that ended up coming out with us, along with Ed, guy from London. So it ended up being 10 of us out rather than the original 3. Great night, especially when I got lost trying to get Josh back to his hostel. Exchanged numbers with one of the Australian girls Anna, as they are in Berlin same time as we are and want to meet up.
We spend an extra day in Budapest, to then get the night train to Krakow. This train went through Slovakia then into Poland so there were around 4 Border checks which were un-expected. In short Krakow was beautiful, especially the central square and ridiculously cheap to eat and drink. My wallet was stolen on one of our nights out, but there was next to nothing in it apart from one hundred Polish doo daa's which is around 20 quid and more just an inconvenience no longer having my cards which were all blocked. Now just have my money wired to me by my parents via Western Unions which are located all around the world (many in one city alone) so I guess that keeps me strictly to a budget.
Next was our trip to Auschwitz. The place was huge in proportion to our visit to the last camp, Dachou (around 10 times the size). It's hard to believe that anyone on earth could be capable of such atrocities. Our tour guide speed walked us around the camp which really disrupted just trying to take in what we were seeing (in some cases he told us to 'hurry up' which really pissed us off). It also seemed like the guy didn’t really know much apart from what we could read on the plaques and didn’t even explain anything in Berchinau (unbelievably huge) where just a few million people were murdered. We wanted to email a complaint but forgot the guys name so not much point, but in general our anger over-shadowed what to take from the trip to Auschwitz. Although, it still lay heavy in our minds all night and we found it hard to put it aside most of that night.
Went out to a Jazz Rock Club the next night which was like the Cathouse but with more music variety and nicer people. On our last night went to a proper Live Jazz Club. Hearing some famous songs like Sweet Home Alabama in Polish and All Along the Watchtower in a Polish Accent was different but to me any live music with talented musicians is good enough.
Thought id keep this journal a little shorter. I’m writing to you from here in Prague. Our hostel's designed with Soviet architecture so Derek wont shut up about it but its different (ridiculously huge dining hall and high ceilings in all the rooms). We spend our day of arrival walking around the old town and taking pictures and up until the present are drinking in the hostels bar. The clubbing option went out the window as we head for Berlin in the morning to meet David.
Cheers
Rory
[Aug. 27th, 2006|04:02 pm]
[ Current Location | Berlin ]
[ mood | relaxed ]
I now write to you from Berlin on our last day here before we take the sleeper train to Warsaw. After updating the journal in the hostel bar in Prague both Derek and Josh had gone to bed so I just stayed up too late talking to the Barmaid who was of similar age and studied languages at Charles University. We mostly spoke of the night life in Prague which in the end there was an offer to go to a club but checkout was at 9am that morning and it was already almost 4. So I went to sleep and the next afternoon we took the train to Berlin.
Josh decided not to join us and take the train via Frankfurt to Amsterdam where he flew back home from on the 25th. It was good having another traveler tag along with us and we had good times drinking with lengthy discussions about politics and film. On the train we were interrupted by four Italians who insisted on sharing our cabin so we were stuck with them talking aloud when I just wanted to sleep for the 5 hour journey. To our surprise David met is off the train in Berlin, yet not to our surprise he had got lost from the time he arrived getting on platform 9 to who knows where rather than the S9 train. He met us in the end though, which is all that mattered and it was good seeing a familiar face. The Berlin Haupbanhof (Central Station) is ridiculously huge and only just been constructed. It took us a while to find the correct platform to get to our hostel but we got there in the end. The Berlin S-Bahn system is the most complex we have experienced yet but after getting off at the wrong place a few times we got the hang of the journey from our hostel, which was located east of the center, and back again.
The Generator hostel was huge in comparison to anywhere we have stayed so far in our trip. One of the biggest in Europe and one of the top rated in the world. Something like 900 rooms and its own bar and an Internet Cafe that worked. A little more expensive than our usual nights accommodation but we had single rooms and comfortable beds which for me led to a good nights sleep for the first time in a month. We spent 5 days in Berlin. Visited all the sites - Brandenburg Gate(where there was a Kurdistan Hunger Strike but we couldn’t understand why as on their posters they couldn’t spell), Berlin Wall, Checkpoint Charlie, Hitler’s Bunker(now just a car park for apartments but still there), the Reichstag(which was huge but we were disappointed when we were only allowed up to the roof where the dome is rather than inside it), Museum Island(didn’t visit but walked past and forgot to take a picture of the buildings still laden with bullet holes and general bombardment from the 2nd world war), the Sony Center and(only Derek and David) visited the Sachsanhausen Concentration Camp which had a huge Soviet Memorial. I felt id seen enough concentration camps and decided to just stay at the hostel that day to read and drink. Most of our nights were spent in the hostel drinking either in our room or the bar, where we met a bunch of Irish seniors that were good fun but a little young and on their school trip and among others a group of Scottish guys on their stag weekend. We went out one night to the Matrix Club which was said to be one of the biggest in Berlin but certainly wasn’t the best. It was an interesting task trying to get back to the hostel via the S-Bahn when lets just say not sober.
Overall Berlin was expensive but great fun (even though it rained the majority of the time, just like Munich). We were back to our German Beer and Sausage Diet (or in David's case Beer and Margarita's). Staying somewhere a little longer than one or 2 nights let us fully unpack and relax a little more. Also went to the cinema to see Miami Vice which much to my disappointment, being a fan of Michael Mann and all, was terrible. The cinema was also ridiculously hot which didn’t help.
So that’s us about up to date I think. I will update my journal again either in Warsaw or Riga before we enter Russia on 1st September.
Hope we are all well
Rory
[Sep. 7th, 2006|03:18 pm]
[ Current Location | Moscow ]
[ mood | anxious ]
Greetings from Moscow. Yes, I know I know, no update for over a week, you all thought we were stuck at the Russian Border or somewhere in the Baltic State's trying to bribe officials with Vodka and Onions. We made it and far easier than we thought (getting across the border that is, not the journey getting in).
However, first things first. We took the night train from Berlin to Warsaw and arrived early morning. Still raining of course like most of our journey so we were tired and miserable. Greeted by Hostel Info people we were given accommodation quickly and driven to the door for free which was a relief. Slept a few hours then walked around Old Town which was fairly unimpressive (similar to our overall impression of Warsaw). Staying in a mixed dorm we met fellow backpackers, two English girls who had came to the end of their trip and had the 'seen it all and nothing you can say will interest us' attitude which in all fairness they had but that’s not the point. We got on a lot better with two Canadian's, Lindsay and Scott, who were just at the beginning of their trip around Europe and a lot of fun.
Watched some films in English (Pulp Fiction, Lost in Translation...not dubbed like everywhere else) and drank some cheap polish beer and vodka. Next day went to Old Town again to try and be impressed but it rained so we just got wet. Only highlight of Warsaw was the Ice Bar (bar made out of Ice) which we had all heard about (not the one in Warsaw) and was an impressive first time experience for all of us. Our clothes were still wet so they froze solid (like we did) which was hilarious. Got a bit drunk, exchanged emails then got on the sleeper train back to Berlin.
On finding out the day before that we couldn’t get a train through Lithuania and Latvia to St Pete's for the 1st of September we had to figure out(with help from our parents thankfully) how we would get there on time. Ended up going back to Berlin after 3 nights in Warsaw, then flying to Tallinn in Estonia, spent 5 hours there overwhelmed by certainly the most preserved Old Town's (13th - 14th century) and impressive of the many Old Town's we have visited on our trip. Had some great Estonian Cider (can’t remember the name but need to find out). Really wanted to stay overnight but had to return to the bus station where our luggage was locked in the luggage store that we didn’t know closed an hour earlier than usual. Moment of Panic but it happens all the time with fellow backpackers apprently so a guy kindly opened it up again.
Then comes the horrible overnight 9 hour bus journey with crazy Russians in unbearable heat, guy on front of me practically sleeping on my lap in his chair but I just listened to some Boards of Canada (Derek has me hooked now) and Radiohead Amnesiac which kept me sane, into St Pete's where we were on the border confused by papers we had to fill out but unable to understand as it was all in Russian. Thankfully we weren’t the only tourists who were lost and a Russian guy helped us out and we were across the border without any real problems (surprisingly).
St Pete's reminded us of Budapest, very Eastern compared to modern western cities and well, so Russian. Looks like the 80's. All driving Lada's and driving like maniacs (they overtake on the tram tracks and don’t stop for pedestrians. Crossing the road even has a 20 second timer, sometimes just 10 for you to cross the road that’s like crossing a formula 1 track before the race begins. Drivers nervously reving their engines..crazy). There were also a lot of homeless people inspecting the bins, right outside our apartment also which was horrible. Had a lot of trouble finding our accommodation in St Pete's so had to call the owner who was nice and gave us a free upgrade to an apartment style mini hostel which must have been way beyond our budget, but at no extra charge so didn’t matter.
Spent our first day walking around St Pete's 46 Islands (nope, we didn’t know either). Only saw a small portion of the huge city but it was impressive (and not raining, wow). There was a huge fountain in the middle of the river and being a Saturday, 8 weddings at the bay simultaneously which was strange but we found from local knowledge its tradition for Russians on their Wedding Day to visit all of their Country/Cities main sites. Went to the artillery museum which was cool, saw the Hermitage, Winter Palace, Summer Palace (but didn’t go in, Derek did the following day but I didn’t as it was expensive without student ID). Said it was amazing inside but didn’t take any pictures. Wewanted to return the next day but regretfully wasted it with delay getting my passport registered and unable to get help for train ticket to Moscow.
Quite simply they don’t give a shit about tourists. Don’t want to help. Real big change to anywhere else. Of course there’s even more trouble with the language. Alphabet is mental. Triangles and shit in there. Got lost trying to find a Club that used to be a bunker, saw a girl on a horse in the middle of the road, drinking a beer of course which was like something out of Lost. Struggled to sleep at all during the nights as it was so loud outside and needed the windows open as it was unbearably hot if we closed it. Cold outside but lot of Mosquito's which I didn’t expect (first bite in Warsaw, another 50 here). In short, like all cities we have visited, so much to see yet such little time.
Eventually took the overnight train to Moscow where we were of course at the end carriage of a mile long train which was crazy. Shared a sleeper cabin with two Russians, one a student(Alena) who could speak English and Roma who didn’t but studied Scotland and thought he was the Russian Robin Hood, or something. Me being me ended up talking to them through the night or, well, Alena translating everything for Roma but we had a nice selection of random conversations.
Arrived Moscow station spaced and impatient. People in our hostel gave us simple directions(but seemed like rocket science in our state) We were then introduced to the palace-like metro stations which certainly woke us up. The Trans Siberian Hostel we are staying in, which is where im writing from now is smaller than expected but far more homely and cozy and forces you really to socialize with fellow backpackers, the majority heading further east on crazy 5 day train trips(we thought 15 hours was a record) to Mongolia, China etc.
We have 6 nights here in the last city of our trip which already easily has the potential to be the best. Able to chill out, relax a little unlike anywhere else (aside's from maybe Berlin). Bars and clubs waiting for us, along with the majority of the friendly company in the hostel, including the French owner, Francois who is the modern day Napoleon and the very friendly Darya who has been keeping me company while hungover and trying and failing to watch Russian Dubbed Films.
We have around 500 photo's collectively , not including David's photos from Berlin, to upload when we return home(fly back on 9/11 of all days) so you can all look at the pictures and see everything im talking about.
Good news is my next entry will be shorter and concluding our trip, appart from Derek's additional comments that will probably never be added.
Take Care
Rory
[Sep. 12th, 2006|08:49 pm]
[ Current Location | Home ]
[ mood | accomplished ]
[ music | Boards of Canada - Dayvan Cowboy ]
I write to you now from Glasgow, Scotland. Home at last, after 6 nights in Moscow of seeing all the sites(Red Square, Kremlin, St. Basil's etc) and for the first time in our 6 weeks of traveling being able to take it easy and relax. The Trans-Siberian Hostel we were staying in was excellent and we can only rate it higher than its 95% rating on HostelWorld.com. It’s an uncommonly small, homely, cozy hostel and with the social kitchen area right outside the dorms all staying there are forced to socialize which is really what we were looking for as an end to our trip. Nights in to chill out with fellow backpackers with of course the odd night out and a few crazy traditional Vodka and Pancake parties courtesy of the wonderful Darya.
We had a few memorable moments in Moscow. The two Australian girls Kerryn and Fiona who continually questioning everyone who 'this guy Chi' was. We eventually found out they meant Che Guevara (had to be there I guess, but it was hilarious);Fiona spaced out forgetting her shoes and having to take her bag out of the luggage store twice for her camera and her keys (lady at the store wasn’t happy) then having to go back to the hostel for her student card to get a discount on the ticket to the Kremlin; Walking around the Kremlin with them spaced out unable to identify what anything was and doing daft poses outside all the main monuments; The American Derek convinced that he was from Kazakhstan; Talking to Kate(an Irish Film Student) about film all night and ending up getting no sleep before our journey home.
We met a lot of brave backpackers doing the trans-siberian tour, traveling for months on end(some for years), 5 day train journeys and in general such a grander scale of a journey compared to the short lived, condensed trip we have had. Exchanged emails with many of them who I intend to stay in touch with for an almost certain 2nd trip next year (some of them will still be traveling by then). Think 6 weeks is a long time? Some of them have been traveling for years.
So im at home now, with no excuse or any reason for a delay in uploading all the pictures, so ill get to that over the next couple of days and leave a link at the bottom of this post once they're all up. With many more to come as I receive them by mail. All in all there should be around 700 photos for you all to feast your eyes on.
So I hope you have all enjoyed reading my journal as much as I have writing about our adventure and of course experiencing it. I've gone back and edited everything so that its more readable and with no spelling mistakes. Seen so many places of which I intend to return to in the future. Met so many amazing people who I would never have met if I hadn’t taken this journey and of who I intend to keep in touch with for journeys to come. Derek may eventually add some of his input to our journal, but I doubt it.
"This is not the tale of impressive deeds. It's a piece of two lives taken in a moment along a given path, with identity of aspirations and a conjunction of dreams"
-Ernesto 'Che' Guevara de la Serna
*Ive uploaded all of mine and most of David's pictures so far onto my Photobucket Galleries.Ill tag pictures into each journal entry and properly name the pictures once I have more time. Thought id just get them uploaded for you guys to see first. Here's the link, enjoy:
http://s114.photobucket.com/albums/n241/Rorxy/
Rory
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