Sunday, July 13, 2008

Day 13, 14 & 15: Barcelona

If Mozart is to Salzburg, then gaudi must be to Barcelona. Everyone is like trying to earn money from his name! the buildings that he designed all charged an exorbitant amount of money! Imagine going into istana for like 35 sing dollars~! Shocker huh? Just for entry. And you thought the Singapore flyer was a rip-off! Sheesh… other than that this place is a shopping paradise! Spending less than 50 euros (84 dollars approx) I got 3 dresses and a top. Total damage for this trip so far is about 105 euros and I got like 5 dresses (one with nice stars! 3 for work 3 for play. 1 extra cos one dress can be for both work and play J) and 2 tops! It’s madness! I like. Slurp! Bs did ask me if I wanted to shop at the factory outlet in germany and I said no. I didn’t plan to shop. I didn’t think of spending a day specially on shopping. I didn’t have that kind of money. But Barcelona has like their local brands that I haven’t seen in other cities (or trying not to see) and since we were sight seeing in that area I thought it would be convenient to go take a look. Even the guys went shopping. I was shocked to see bs tempted to buy things. heh.

I’m a self-proclaimed beach bum. One thing I can’t stand is cold weather which is why I have many jackets. But I love the sun. With my bikini and the sea I can conquer the beach anytime. Barcelona’s beach is full of people but the water is icy cool. Which means the sun is almost non-existent after soaking in it. I’m glad a got a darker tan though not ideal. The beach is calling me back to Barcelona and not the shopping or whatever dry fountain that py mentioned. I would like to stay near the beach though. I saw the houses there and they really appealed to me somehow. They were older and more simple with nice little coffee shops. I really do wish I can afford a small little house to myself and decorate it the way I want, SOON.

Stupid py and bs tried to come up with 101 reasons to persuade me to take off my bikini top like the rest of the girls. Like I would! I told them I’d consider if they were strangers and that I’d never see them again. But that as friends I preferred to avoid the awkwardness later on. If I would take my top off I would have gone for the naked spa!

We cooked seafood for 2 nights and I enjoyed the cheap dinner. We saw the prices at the restaurants and we were quite put off. Bs was happy to revise his cooking skills and I was just happy to taste my favourite seafood again though most of them were frozen. Hopefully Lausanne will be another slacking day. I need to mourn for federer’s lost in wimbledon. Sad to see him and his pretty ass kicked. Boo hoo. This year no one I support has been winning in the sports scene. Think I should stop supporting people so that they can win. Sigh.

Yingnez


Indeed like what the girl said, Barcelona is totally affiliated to Gaudi as though the whole city worships him. Well not surprisingly cos he architected some of the most bizarre buildings in the city, the most prominent and still uncompleted Sagrada Familia, using themes of nature to make the whole church look like a forest. I found Barcelona to be more interesting in Madrid, because there are more sightseeing possibilities available, and I am quite surprised that despite being the most important tourist magnet in Spain, you do not get blatant and aggressive touts (yah they do exist everywhere but they’re very tame here unlike in Rome and Paris)

What I liked about Barcelona
-very modern metro system. It is IMPOSSIBLE to forget which stop you have to get on to cos the metro map in the train is electronic and the next stop will blink. I found it to be very tourist friendly.
-we met this friendly American guy who’s travelling with 2 other American girls, and he’s real different in a sense that he does not drink or party or get wasted. And we spent the first night talking over very interesting issues.
-very walkable, its hard to get missing, and to a large extent, we did not need to refer to our maps after the first day actually.
-great place to shop actually, lots of shops selling clothes and the male clothes are much more fashionable than those pathetic ones in Singapore.
-the supermarkets are open on Sundays, something that I have not experienced for a real long long long time already. Indeed, even on a Sunday the streets are bustling with activities not like in germany where all we do on a Sunday is to sleep all day at home or recover from too much drinking the night before.
-the harbour and the Montjuic castle (we could get a fantastic view of the city as well as the clear blue waters of the harbour – without having to pay a single cent!!!! Not like yesterday when we visited the cathedral and paid 2.50€ each to take the lift up to the cathedral tower to get views of the city but it was pathetic)
-the Barcelona beach – great place to bask under the sun, and the waters are clear and clean, great place to sit and look at girls too. And many of the girls are sunbathing half-naked so that gives an extra point to the place. And I got myself sunburnt… feeling the heat on my skin now….

Tml we are taking the plane to Geneva, Switzerland, where we will transit to a train that brings us to Lausanne, our next stop. I have seen the guesthouse in Lausanne already and it looks very great from their website. Hopefully it is really what its depicted online.

-binito

Barcelona is much better than Madrid. Although the monuments (except Sagrada Familia) are not as magnificent as what we have seen in Rome or other some other cities, it was an interesting pace nonetheless. The Sagrada Familia was a temple designed by Gaudi – whose architectural buildings can be found all over Barcelona, and it is one which is still in the midst of construction. Its construction started in late 19th century and is due to complete only in 2020. A place worth popping by for its architectural style and meticulous (mathematical) designs. Aside from monuments, there’s a nice beach (though I’m not a great fan) and great shopping area too. I basically burst my budget, falling into the discount-trap. Nonetheless, the quantity certainly made up for it.

The hostel (HelloBCN) that we are staying in now is good too. Their doors and lockers have to be opened using RFID (Radio Frequency Identification Device). Damn cool! Hence, they are ranked one of the safest hostels. The kitchen is well-equipped as we cooked for two nights in a row – partly to minimize spending after our more lavish first part of the tour.

Barcelona is definitely a place worth coming for a short stay. But for a person who only likes sightseeing, then other cities may be a better alternative. As for those who want everything, it is a city worth considering.

We will be heading to Geneva and Laussane tomorrow. 6 more days to flying home.

PS: Just watched a great Wimbledon final between Nadal and Federer. Wonderful exchanges and winners. Nadal finally overcame Federer on grass – 6-4, 6-4, 6-7, 6-7, 9-7. Looks like it’s a great period for Spanish
athletes!




Day 12 and 13: Madrid

Many people whom I have spoken to have told me that Madrid is a pathetically boring place and you will just need 1 day to see what all there is to offer. To a certain extent, this is true. I can’t help to think that Madrid is the smallest capital in Europe. Some of the more interesting aspects in Madrid, or Spain in general
-it's the place where we saw lots of gay couples, probably because there was a party event going on, and we saw with our own eyes that they’re behaving very blatantly.
-the shops tend to open till 10pm which is wonderful when you compare it to Germany when by 8pm the streets will be empty although the sun is still shining bright
-there seems to be a great-spain-sale going on. I got myself the German National Team jersey for 39€, original price being 65€ (and 70€ in Germany itself). Pretty ironic that the German jersey actually costs much cheaper in Spain, the country that beat Germany in the Euro 2008. But maybe that’s why its so cheap.
-there was this guy who tried to cook some story, claiming he was from Iran (he had a Iranian bill in his wallet) and he wanted to see how a Euro look like cos he “never seen it before” – we did not want to take out our wallets cos we did not know what would happen. Not that I had money in my wallet cos I have used up all my Euros, but the cards in my wallet are impt. I had some Czech crowns though, and would be happy to show him that and tell him that’s Euro and see his reaction.
-there’s this chio gal from Belgium who slept in our room and she’s real friendly! Maybe Y or PY will write something bout her.

-binito


I realized I have less and less things to write as the trip goes on. And it’s not just lethargy but the spain part of the trip was disappointing other than the shopping part. The shops are like having big slashes off their prices and I’ve gotten a new dress for work at just 40 odd bucks sing dollars. And it’s pretty good quality and has a nice formal cut like those you see in probably zara. Even bs was tempted by the sale. Actually only cos it was the germany jersey. Never seen him so happy to buy something. Ha! Py and I are planning to do more shopping at Barcelona. Hope the sales are as good. Best thing is they close later than shops in other cities. Other than that I am simply not as impressed.

I thought the buildings in paris was better. I thought the history of germany was more moving. I thought the traffic at italy was less disturbing. This place is a bustling old town with nothing much I can be stunned with. I blame it on myself though. For not knowing more about the history of this place. Maybe then I would understand the place and sights better. But I do also think everything I’ve seen here has been seen somewhere else. And it’s probably not spain’s fault. But yeah. And the thyssen borhemisza museum was impressive but… it’s just a museum. Not that museums are boring but that museum can be anywhere else you know what I mean? Ok maybe not. But I just wouldn’t recommend paying for it.

Other than the funny Iranian that bs mentioned I shall elaborate on the Belgium girl which I just can’t keep my eyes off! I thought she was gorgeous and I told py in Chinese that I bet she was a supermodel. And she turned out to be it! Or rather something like that. When py and bs were busy updating this blog I went back to my room to read a book I bought in Thyssen museum. More about it later. I chatted with her and she was apparently called to Madrid to work! She seemed a little reluctant to tell me what she was working as at first but I just kept asking cos I was curious. And she’s some promoter girl who’s supposed to be here to give out pamphlets. I regret not talking more to her after she told me her job cos in retrospect I came across as someone who looked down on her and her job. But I did not! I wanted to tell her I expected her to be some model or something. I wanted to tell her she was beautiful. But I held back and I think I shouldn’t have! But oh well… we didn’t even get her name! sigh. I wish I could go back to Madrid and tell her now I’m so envious of her cos she’s so pretty!!! L first big regret of the trip.

Anyway I bought a book called “life with Picasso” written by francoise gillot, picasso’s third and last wife (not including the mistresses he had). She was 21 when she met him and he was 61. they fell in love and got married. I admit the old-men fetish attracted me to the book but there was also the allure of a relationship between a man and a woman both with quick wit. I always enjoyed quick witty exchanges like that in Gilmore girls. Part of the book is about explaining picasso’s art through his character but it’s also about how their relationship is like. Two people attracted to each other’s brains instead of lust and beauty. You can borrow the book after I’ve finished! I enjoyed it so far. More about the love story than the interpretation of art. The book is translated from French so it can be a bit hard to read and there are a lot of references to other famous French and English authors that can be a bit hard to digest. But I’ve learnt to ignore and just skim through those parts without trying too hard to understand. I hope to finish it by the end of the trip cos once work starts I’ll have tons to read!

Sigh. That reminds me. When I get back I have to work! Apprehensive about the challenges that’ll come but i hope I can perform. At the same time I wish teresa darling all the best in getting that new job. I love you and I wish all things best for you. Everytime I enter one of those churches I think of you and I hope you will be blessed with good things to come. If you don’t deserve it I don’t know who does. The same goes for all of my dearest friends including the 2 guys with me now. I look forward to my wish at the trevi fountain coming true.

Yingnez


Madrid is really an easy place to cover. Not just that there was a shortage of monuments and interesting places to visit, the city center is just small. The original plan was to cover Madrid proper on the second day since we arrived in the evening. However, by the end of the night, we covered half of the thing we were supposed to see as a part of them can be found along a road! It was a slack second day and that gave us some time to shop. It was a great time because the discounts were fantastic – a lot of prices were slashed by 50%!! I didn’t really see anything that I liked but was trying to hold out till Barcelona, hoping that there will be sales there too, especially we are going to spend more time there.

The only interesting thing is our “visit” to a major street party along Gran Via. It seemed like a gay party too. Actually, we wanted to go to a place there for tapas but coincidentally, the party was held there. So we had to maneuver our way through and headed out to the main street. Not bad for an experience.
As you can see, there’s really nothing much to write about Madrid. Therefore, so long till we meet again in Barcelona!

Plaza Mayor

Sol - the main shopping area in Madrid, where I got my German jersey for only 39€
'Still' statues, this one is covered with mud, keep seeing them in Spain


Crystal Palace built in the late 1800s

Saturday, July 12, 2008

Day 11: Dachau and Füssen

Füssen looks more beautiful in winter than in summer, although moving around in summer was definitely much more easier and less dangerous. Neuschwanstein still looks the same, however the trees were beaming with leaves and the air was clear, not like in march when it was hailing with snow. Having been to Neuschwanstein on both occasions, I would still prefer to go back in winter. Maybe one day when I am rich to stay in one of the hotels at the foot of the mountain, doing nothing but slacking by the Alpsee, smoking cigarettes and eating grill and drinking beer, and spa-ing in one of the bathhouses.

-bs


Fussen is officially my favourite city in germany! Before I get all excited and talk about that I’ve gotta cover our first stop of the day dachau. It was apparently the first concentration camp the germans built during the world war 2 and you get the witness the worsening conditions in the camp and the lives the prisoners had to lead. Not forgetting the horrible tortures and heartless killings. It was a cold place. And it inevitably brought sadness to my heart. The crematorium still had a stink to it. It was rather creepy. Although the rooms were clean and refurbished the thought of the number of people who died there and how they were laid out as carcasses was chilling. Given a choice I would never go back there again. Too sad. But as a part of history it is very important. Throughout the whole journey I can only think of the quote from the Hitler movie. “the only way for evil to triumph is for good men to do nothing”. How true. Let’s hope we have the strength to stand up to evil IF ever such an atrocity or any atrocities were to happen.

Next stop was more heart warming! I have been looking forward to the trip cos bs said the castles in schwangau, fussen looked like the one in Disneyland! And if you haven’t forgotten my husband mickey mouse owns that place and I would really love to see how this place looked and boy was I impressed! The first thought that came to my mind is that I don’t mind staying here the rest of my life reading books and catching up on my favourite shows on dvd in a small house that sits near the lake. Then I can suntan take walks and perhaps swim. If there has to be a favourite place in this trip it has to be this place cos no matter how beautiful rome and Venice is I wouldn’t wanna live there. Schwangau has just became the next place after ambleside in uk that I would love to stay forever. In winter spring or summer.

But the horsies! Omg! I know people travel by horse carriages but up the hill to the castle?! Two horsies have to carry like 12 people at any one time to the top of the hill. And they looked so agonized! I strongly believe that the amount of shit on the ground is not cos they eat too much but cos they put in too much effort to climb that hill with a bloody heavy load. Gek sai they call it. Sigh. Poor things. a tinge of sadness in this beautiful place. I hope people realize what they are doing to these animals while they are enjoying the stupid ride! Hmph! a normal saloon car with more than 2 horsepower can only carry 5 people max at each time. Going to genting is already rather difficult. Imagine 2 horses with 12 people! Mercedes and bmw should be impressed.

And talk about Singaporeans being kiasu! I tell you Europeans are not much better. They are as uncivilized when it comes to getting on the bus and snatching good seats on trains buses and planes. Sheeesshhh… and don’t ever believe the mags when they say Singaporeans dress poorly. The Europeans and westerners (at least those I saw) are not much better. Not everyone can dress like superstars ok. They aim very much for comfort too. So horseshit for making us look bad all the time!

Dinner was at another beer hall again and though the one that closed was supposed to reopen today it still didn’t. nonetheless we still had a good meal. It didn’t disappoint at all. Though it was expensive and from the next day on bs said we should cook to save money. Well more money for shopping then! J

-Y-


A packed day as we had to rush to Dahau and then to Füssen. The visit to Dahau was basically a trip to the first concentration camp under Hitler. Similar to Berlin, it was a great educational trip. This really made me want to organize an educational trip to Germany for my students when I do become a teacher. There is no way better to learn than to be at a place to see.

Due to the time constraint, it was a rush to Füssen. Füssen is a totally different place from Dahau. A breathtaking scenic place with a beautiful castle named Neuschwanstein. One of the best sight so far. However, the beauty of the place was spoilt when I saw the poor horses pulling a wagon of people up the mountain. The horses really looked tired and I really felt like suing them for cruelty to animal. The horses practically had to drag the people’s fat asses up the high and steep slope – when they could have organized alternatives like small buses to go up. It’s just one of those evil things that some humans are capable of. Nevertheless, it is a place worth going to. One can spend more time by staying at the resorts while slacking by the nice lake.

It was Bavarian feast again after a quick trip to the Olympic Stadium again. In short, dinner was great! At the same time, this also marked the end of the first leg of the Euro tour. Tomorrow will be a quick stop-over in Mannheim before heading to Madrid. It also meant the countdown to “Back to Singapore” starts.

~Pieter~



Sleeping beds for the prisoners in DachauCremating berth for the prisoners after they have been executed

Neuschwanstein - literally new swan stone - the palace of all palaces, the disneyland palace
Hohenschwangau - literally high swan village
In front of Neuschwanstein
At the Marienbrücke, the best view of the Neuschwanstein
View of the Alpsee, Bavarian Alps and the HohenschwangauOlympic Stadium in München at sunset, the very stadium where we (sadly for me) saw Germany lost to Spain.

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Day 10: Salzburg and München

Mozart Mozart Mozart… you can hear his “deng deng deng deng” song as we ran through the train station to catch the train to Salzburg. Then when we reached Salzburg we see him everywhere. And they are trying to make money outta him. His work place his birth place. I don’t know how the chocolates came about but yeah. They put his name on chocolates. Then the postcards and everything was Mozart. It was more of a scenic walk for me so nothing much to say. Just enjoyed the cool weather and the nice houses and sights.

Back to munich we went in search of the nice pork knuckles and beer bs talked about. But it was closed! Disappointing. A lot of things has closed on us. So we went further down the road to a more unknown place instead. The food and beer turned out not bad at all and I finally got to enjoy sauerkraut! I tried it once at broitzeit and it was horrible! Too sour. This time it was just right! The pork knuckles were a bit oily but very tasty. So is everything else on the plate! Very full after the meal. I couldn’t button up my pants!

Halfway out of the shop to the metro we met with a whole line of night skaters who blocked the road. At first we thought we will just let them pass first but for a whole 15-20 min the line of skaters did not end! It was madness.

After that the guys decided they wanted to go to Allianz arena to take photo of the stadium. Apparently the whole stadium lights up and it changes colour every half an hour. It will light up in blue white and red and bs was determined to get a photo of it in red. And when we reached there me and py was desperate to pee. Since py is a guy there was no problem. But me! We had to find some secluded staircase so that I can pee. And man was it dark. Luckily I didn’t fall down the stairs. After about half an hour of waiting the lights of the stadium switched off! And we realized we’ve waited in vain. Hahahaha… the walk to the stadium was good for digestion though.

Our late night back to our hostel woke up some of our hostel mates and one of the girls gave a very mean stare. This mean stare continued the next morning when she woke up. One thing I can’t stand about people living in hostels is that they expect 5 star hotel service. Peaceful sleep at night. People to tidy up their room for them. Like that time in Prague when 2 very late check-in guests came they found one of the beds they were supposed to sleep on disheveled and insisted the hostel guy changed it for them. Seeing that I went forward and helped him change and the girl just stood there with no thought of lending a hand. Though bs and py called me hua chi (cos the guy was really quite cute) I just thought it was the right thing to do. You are staying in the hostel! And like the signs they put up in the hostel kitchens you did not bring your mother with you so work! Sheesh… to think they are supposedly backpackers. Alright maybe she’s just tired and cranky like the girl we woke up in the hostel but I really would be better off without your attitude. In any way these people only serve as a lesson than irritants. To NOT be like them.

-Y-


Today was the start of the Munich leg proper. However, it was first to Salzburg, Austria for a half day tour. Salzburg was pretty much like Hidelburg but it was the land of Mozart. There are numerous “Mozart-related” things – from chocolates to fragrances. Nothing really exciting except for the scenery. Headed back to Munich where the best was waiting for us – pork knuckles. We toured the city centre and the best monument would be the Asam Kirche which was literally filled with gold. Almost every corner was covered with gold. After that (and a few more places), it was dinner time!! BS brought us to this beer hall – Augustiner Bräuhaus. The first was under renovation so we headed down to another branch. I must say the pork knuckles was damn good and the stew meat and roast duck was excellent too. Together with 1 liter of beer, it was a heavenly match. It is difficult to imagine the taste and excellence – head down there yourself!! *drools* Ended the day with a rather useless trip to the Allianz Arena (Bayern Munich’s Stadium). We waited for the exterior lights of the stadium to turn red but it went off!! So I only caught the picture when it was white.

Tomorrow will be Munich again but we’ll be heading out to Dachau and Füssen.






Mirabell Palace Gardens
Inside the Asamkirche, München
View of Salzburg, alps and the river Salz
Salzburger Dom
1 Mass (litre) of beer The real reason to come to Germany
We finished all!

Sunday, July 6, 2008

Day 9: München – EM - Fußballfinale

Welcome to Europameisterschaft (EM - means Euro 2008)
We took the 9.16am train from Prag to München which lasted 6 hrs. Actually I had scheduled to arrive in München at 11pm instead, but since Germany got into the finals I decided to bring forward our departure from Prag, which meant yesterday we really cheonged everything in Prag in a day.

Although this is my 2nd time in München, I never got bored of the place. Simply due to the great beer, food and atmosphere. Moreover everyone was in a very high mood today cos of the finals. I absolutely never regreted bringing them to the Olyimpic Stadium to watch the game. It was also a great place to really check out German girls where they all come together for this occassion. Although I am quite sad that germany lost, I have to admit that they played terribly. Together with about 50,000 other Germans in the München Olympic Stadium, we saw how the Spanish slaughtered them. The match aside, it was a great experience for PY n YY to be soaking in such atmosphere, although I am not sure if they enjoyed being shoving and sandwiched while we’re trying to squeeze our buttocks to beat the queue into the stadium.

Tml I am bringing them to Salzburg, the 4th largest city from Austria which is a 2hr train ride from München. Salzburg is beautiful due to the river Salz that flow through it as well as the Bavarian alps as the backdrop. It is also a cultural centre with everything associated with Mozart. Hopefully they will like it.

-bs


I can’t believe I took a 4 hours train ride and queued and waited almost 4 hours for a soccer match. It’s madness. But it’s one of those things the guys said I must try. I admit I wasn’t all that enthusiastic. I mean it’s not like italy or the Czechs are playing. But I still went and gave my full support to germany due to geographical convenience. Well since I’m there I decided to make full use of the time. Tried the beer and food there. Not too bad but very expensive. Then halfway eating we got shoved around and py’s pretzel was inedible. I decided to get rid of my sausages as well. I mean who knows where it has been in all that shoving. I was not too uncomfortable though. Taking advantage and leaning on a german man while waiting. Heh. The atmosphere was great but the wait was boring. People cheering as though germany already won?!! Sheeessshhh…

The game started and the atmosphere got more tensed. People cheered and booed together. When the game ended, bs looked so dejected! (in case you didn’t know germany lost.) but the whole stadium was still cheering all the way till the train station. It was madness! Think they are too used to losing. I remembered people crying when their team lost and thought I can see some grown men cry like babies. Disappointed. Ha! Oh well. Early night for me! Cos no one’s celebrating!

I’m still sad that the Czechs can’t make it. SIGH.

-Y-
Woohoo…Watched the Euro Finals on the live screen in Munich’s Olympic Stadium!! Although it was a mad rush from Prague, it was well worth the madness and squeeze in the train. Luckily, BS managed to get us seats as the people who reserved it probably couldn’t get to that end of the train. Best of all, we got a free ride as no one came to check our Eurail pass. Before I get to the match proper, it was a great 6 hour ride for I finished “The Kite Runner” on the train. It was a great book – at times, it really made eyes welled. I believe if I had read it at home, I would probably tear uncontrollably. I had to discontinue the reading for a few seconds before continuing. The way the story developed and the way Hosseini described, I can almost feel and picture the characters and the surroundings. The part about how Hassan protected Amir simply touches me deeply and the plight of Shohab and the things he had to go through just made my heart wrenched. It is definitely a book worth reading. Looking forward to reading his second book.

Now, back to Germany vs Spain. Upon reaching Munich, we saw that the whole city was already getting ready for the big match. German flags, jerseys and other German accessories were everywhere. Hence, we wasted no time as we headed straight for the stadium after dumping our luggage in our hostel room. A sea of soccer fans (of course, most are Germans) greeted us as we stepped out of the train. These scenes really pumped me up for the match. It was near mayhem as we jostled and squeezed our way into the stadium after crowding and cramping outside the entrance for close to an hour. By the time we got in, our remaining currywurst, pretzel and rostwurst were practically crushed. So we got our beer and found seats that were near enough to the screen. We waited for 4 hours as fans streamed into the stadium, chanting and singing “Deustchland”.

Finally, the match started and the whole stadium exploded with excitement as Germany had the upper hand in the opening minutes. The atmosphere was tremendous as (almost) everyone sang and cheered in unison and on cue. BS was certainly enjoying himself, at least for the opening exchanges, including singing the Deustchland national anthem. He has certainly integrated in the German culture. It was real interesting to see the stadium stood in anticipation with every German offense and sighed in relief as Spain missed. However, Spain, true to their recent form, got back and dominated the match. It was a pity that I’m in Germany supporting Spain. I would most likely go crazy with the Spanish if I was watching in Spain when Fernando Torres scored. Too bad, I was in a stadium filled with down-casted fans. Though Spain had numerous chances to finish off a lackluster German team, 1-0 was enough to win them their first major trophy since Euro 1964. At last, they are underachievers no more. Congratulation to SPAIN – the newly crowned EURO 2008 CHAMPION. Woohoo!!!

Coming up next – Munich and PORK KNUCKLES!!! *slurps and drools*

~Pieter~
my future Frau

Saturday, July 5, 2008

Day 8: Prague

At this moment I am in my hostel typing this entry. Having visited many cities in Europe in and outside Germany, I have become immune to seeing old buildings, town halls, squares, castles, churches and bridges already. However the visit to Prag old town, Charles bridge and the Lesser Quarter made me feel that it's the first time I stepped into Europe again and I was happily snapping away at whatever I see. Prag can easily be the most beautiful city in Europe although it is very touristic. Every corner and every building of Prag seems to be so beautiful.

Old town hall

Charles Bridge - the most beautiful place to be in Europe

In the Lesser Quarter, getting ready to climb up to the Prague castle

Astronomical Clock at the Old town hall

What I liked about Prag
-relatively lower cost of living if one knows where to eat and how to avoid expensive tourist spots (I changed 200 USD for the 3 of us to use for the whole trip, including hostel accommodation)
-hostel in Prag is wonderful. I am glad that so far the hostels I have chosen are great hostels (with the exception of the one in Paris which is crap). This hostel in Prag cost 14€ only and comes with free breakfast (with very delicious Czech bread), well maintained facilities as well as a courtyard where we can grill, smoke and do what we want. The hostel sell postcards for only 5 Crowns. Use of their computers is free and there is Wifi too, and the receptionist girl is friendly and nice too. I think I should learn the useful Czech phrase from the map that she gave me “Can I fondle your buttocks” and try it on her! How I wished I have arranged for a longer stay at Prag.

The beautiful courtyard of the hostel. Frankly speaking, it looks more like a pension house than a hostel.

PY and I had our breakfast in this wonderful cellar.


Tips for people who wanna go Prag
-Don’t change your $$ at the train stations. The money changer there earns a commission in addition to the bid-ask spread. I changed my first 150USD there and actually got short changed about 7USD worth of Crowns cos that goes into that fucker’s pocket as commission. Cheebye! (Cheebye is the catch-word for ying and I in Prag)
-eat Chinese food there. They’re great and the portion is wonderful and the food portion is huge.
-Prag is easily walkable and there is no need to get any 24hour transport card, unless of course your hostel is located in some weird districts. For us I was glad to choose this hostel cos its located in district 2 which is near the happening spots.

In 12 more hours I will be getting ready to go to München to watch Germany trash Spain in the Euro 2008 finals. Sad to leave Prag, the beautiful city and the lovely hostel.

-bs

Czech-ing out Prague! The first good impression of Prague came from the very nice hostel. The door was already a medieval wooden door with big round iron handles. Very impressive. Stepping into the hostel it was all decked in old country style. Wooden furniture. Wooden steps. Then continuing to store my baggage before checking in the garden is the most impressive. Everything was perfect like a holiday home. Then the walk was scenic and peaceful. Though we were rushing a bit cos bs and py wanna make it back to Munich to watch euro finals I think we covered the place pretty well. I would have loved to sit by the river and bbq and drink but no time! This is another place after Heidelberg and Venice that I’d love to return. Just to take it the sights and the sounds again and just relax… Europe is really full of amazing place.

Ying


Prague is a splendid and picturesque place. It’s definitely the most beautiful city so far. Great sceneries and the whole place is just so wonderful. The front door of the hostel gives the impression that it is like an opening to some medieval castle. There’s also a nice garden at the back – but more importantly, comfortable beds and good showering facilities. This no doubt tops Heart of Gold.

Like Rome, one needs to come to see the beautiful places. For a person who wants to relax and nua, Prague is the place. The only downside is that the prices of food would seem to be on the slightly higher side. But if you manage to find some cheap (Chinese) restaurants or you can cook yourself, Prague should be a good place to slack. On the other hand, if you are going to spend only a few days and with some money to spare, Prague is a good choice too. The bottom-line is thus GO TO PRAGUE!! =)
(and forget about Paris)

All this stuff of food for about 7 USD in a Chinese Restaurant


It was a pity that we stayed in Prague only for a night and we rushed our exits too – because it’s the rush to Munich for EURO 2008 FINALS (Germany vs Spain)!!

PS: Too bad we were not rushing for Spain. Or else I will support Spain all-out. Go Germany…NAH.. SPAIN! Hhaaa.

~Petr~

Dancing House - perhaps the most modernist architecture in Prag

Thursday, July 3, 2008

Day 7 and 8: Berlin


Arrival in Berlin
Although I have been in Germany for 6 months already, today was the first time that I stepped into the capital of Germany, or rather, the capital of the soon-to-be euro 2008 champs, as what the pilot of easyjet announced over the PA system on the plane. True enough, berlin is not a touristic place with beautiful historical monuments/establishments and most of the visitors are either domestic locals from other German cities or school children bored to tears. However the visit to berlin turned out to be very educational from a historical perspective. We got pieces of the Berlin wall after a little effort knocking some chipped stones of the wall too.

What I liked about Berlin:
-easy navigation, probably cos I was aided with a very good map.
-relatively cheap food, if we’re not choosy. In fact, we ate Indian and Moroccan food and they turned out to be very great.
-the hostel was wonderful too, 15€ per nite with everything provided and great sleeping conditions
-back to the cool weather again
-no bullshit from touts (well in the first place it was not touristic)
-friendly berliners, much more friendly than the mannheimers.

-benhardt


Yeah! The weather is finally cooling! Not sweating like mad anymore! But this part of the trip is more interesting for bs and py who has done history I guess. Though I know a bit of world war II and stuff I’m not very familiar with the dates and names. We chipped a few pieces of the berlin wall off. The sleeping conditions are also becoming better! This is by far the best hostel! Good clean beds. Good clean showering facilities. And a large room with nice temperature! Not like Venice. Everything seems perfect. I hope Prague don’t disappoint in becoming better!

We watched Russia vs spain in a roadside bar. Had chicken and beer for dinner. Very nice of the place to allow outside food otherwise we’d be paying through our pockets again. The most interesting part of the night was not the soccer match but the group that was sitting next to us. There were 4 caucasians who are bloody rich. How I know that cos they talk as though they are. 3 men and one girl. The girl is 20 years old and is about to marry the rich guy who I guess is about 30 odd cos she’s pregnant. How I know? Cos they were talking damn loudly. Showing off. Oh well. So they were talking about how a diamond ring has to be at least 4 carats and not just one. How the guy is refusing to be named “baron” in uk. How he sold his Porsche cos he was getting poorer blah blah… and I was just thinking to myself whether being rich means having to keep up with appearances. Like wearing branded good buying expensive stuff and having to put up with superficial talk. Maybe I’m jut envious. But I do agree with bs that backpacking is the best way to see a place. Somehow I see envy in the girl’s eyes. 20 years old. Getting married. Tied down with a kid. She’ll be travelling the rich and famous style. But is she really enjoying it? I don’t know. To me it seems really tiring.

~Y~

Before we made our way to the Marco Polo airport for the plane to Berlin, it was a mad rush as we finally managed to find the postcards that we saw the previous day. Reached Berlin in the late afternoon and we checked into the hostel. Till now, it is the best hostel that we have stayed – it’s called Heart of Gold Hostel.

Rather than say that I’m on a tour in Berlin, I would rather say that touring Berlin is like going on an educational trip. Visits to the remaining Berlin Wall, Checkpoint Charlie and the Jewish Museum were so meaningful considering I’ve been studying history and the likes since secondary school. It’s one subject that I really enjoyed. The chance to go to these places really allows me to “feel” and further understand the various events that I’ve came to know. This is one reason why I want to visit Europe, especially Germany – a country that I really love (although not so much the soccer team…). And I got a DDR visa!! So cool!!

Overall, the Berlin leg was a great one. Everything was nice – from the hostel to the various visits to the Euro match (Spain beat Russia 3-0!!) to the weather. The only idiotic thing was that I lost my spectacles! Think the cleaner threw them away when I left them in the toilet because which idiot would want to take the glasses when it’s not even an atas one. -_-

Alright. Forward to Prague!

~Pieter~

Der Reichstag (Parliament)
Das Brandenburger Tor (Brandenburg Gate)
Fake Visa with the DDR (Former East Germany) Soldier: He only smiled in this pic when I asked him to cos he tried to look serious and stern in every pics.
Jewish Synagogue near our hostel: apprently a local policeman tried to save it from being ruined during Kristallnacht (Night of the broken glass on 9-10 Nov 1938)
Berliner Dom: Burial site of the Hohenzollern family


Berlin Wall: Politics is the continuation of the war with other means.
Berlin Wall crack: stealing a look at West Germany
Berlin Wall: One of the most beautiful artwork painted on the wall. The person is real though.
Checkpoint Charlie - You are entering the American sector