Thursday, July 30, 2009

Bulgaria- my new beach vacation spot

Our ship made the journey up the Bosphorous Strait from the Marmara Sea and into the Black Sea before docking in the port city of Varna.

Laura came to visit me in Varna, making the trip on her own from Finland via Greece. We spent most of our time on the beach in Varna. It wasn't that crowded, the sunshine was perfect, and the drinks (I got tons of bottled water and fruit smoothies) at the beach bars were cheap and delicious. We explored Varna a little bit, but there wasn't that much to see. The entire area is still recovering from war so there were massive construction projects everywhere. Varna and the surrounding north coast of Bulgaria is becoming famous for beach vacationing, especially among young Europeans looking for a cheap place to relax and party. The food and drinks were definitely cheap there, and actually were amazingly scrumptous. We ate at the same local restaraunt (Godzilla) once every day, I got something different every time we went, and it is now my favorite restaraunt; it's distinguishable by the huge Godzilla outside of the opening. Behind the beach there is a beautiful park with massive trees and tinkling fountains that we got to walk through a bit.

We stayed in Gregory's Backpackers, an amazing hostel 17 km outside of varna in a small Bulgarian town. We met so many cool people there and it was a really nice place to stay. It was a nice change to get out of the city proper and see what a more rural area is like. They had a bar, garden area, computers for use, TV lounge, and kitchen. Most of the people there were Australian or English and being there felt very safe, like we were visiting a family's home. One of our dorm-mates was Zach, an American working for the US Embassy in London who was visiting one of the LLC's on my ship. He's a ManU fan and promised to take me to a game if I get a chance to visit him in England. He came out with Laura and I on our last night in varna; after a delicious late dinner we went to a local bar that was having salsa night before going to a local club and dancing till the early morning. The salsa bar was filled with locals and the dance floor was always full; we were very entertained watching it.

Overall, Varna was very relaxing and I enjoyed it so much that it has definitely made the list of places that I would like to go back to as a vacation spot.

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Athens: a bird's eye view


From the Acropolis- Mt. Lykabettos and Athens

More Italia- courtesy of my friends


Rome's rooftops- from our hotel's rooftop garden



Temple of Saturn in the Roman Forum

Roman Forum




Rome at night


gelato with my amichas


Italian gelato- yumm


Drinking fountain at the morning market near our hotel




Vaticani Wall

Istanbul, Turkei


Turkish delight and other fruit sweets in the Spice Bazaar


The open-air book bazaar



Ballikaya Hike outside of Istanbul:
navigating the trail with our guides


inside the Aya Sofya-
one of the UNESCO World Heritage Sites


Topkapi Palace
Sultan Mehmed the Conqueror's residence



Fresh grilled corn was available on the streets every half a block from carts like this


The Blue Mosque


Dondurma- the weird, taffy-like traditional Turkish ice cream
(not so good, but definitely worth a try!)


Kapali Carsi (the Grand Bazaar)
with one of the many stores of beautiful lamps


Harry Potter no. 6!

my Greece visit in Pictures


The Oracle of Delphi's mystical cauldron
(about a meter in diameter the Oracle would sit in it to give her "prophesies" of Apollo)


Temple of Poseidon con Megan


Pita Pan hummus with Megan and Kate in Piraeus...
it was amazing


Parthenon

Sea Olympics


The Girls- our team got second!


Kate the Pirate- our amazing mascot of the Caribbean Sea

Croatia


Kate's ArtBook- me on a beach


Girls Night Out: Allie, Kate, me, Alex, and Megan

Dubrovnik, Croatia
Old City Walls

Friday, July 24, 2009

Italia Pictures


Mt. Vesuvius valley


Mt. Vesuvius


Pompeii "Statues"

Pantheon with Megan, Kate, Allie and Marissa


Pompeii


Doing the Colosseum with Allie


Istanbul Modern, Spice Bazaar, and Aya Sofya

07.22.09
We went on a walking tour of the city north of the river in the morning passing the famous Galata Tower on the way to Taksum Square. We passed along streets that were organized much like the Bazaar; one street was dedicated to music stores, another to plumbing and electronics.

Later on in the day I sat between the Aya Sofya and the Blue Mosque as my friends split up to sit in an internet cafe and visiting the mosques. At the center of the small park is a large fountain surrounded by small palm trees, trees with pink flowers, and benches and grassy areas to sit and relax. I did some people-watching and reading while relaxing under one of the trees. When I was sitting there the call to prayer was issued from all the minarets in the area, the call overpowering even the persistant sound of water falling from the fountain. The call sounded like an echo as it was issued alternatingly from each mosque's towering minarets. The sunshine was warm as it came down from the baby blue sky (however, I was NOT in the sunshine, I was hiding from its rays under a tree). There small, chirpy sparrows searching through the grass for the spare corn kernels left over from the ears of corn bought from the vendors all around the square. There was a wide mixture dress in the people walking through and relaxing in the small park; some women were just wearing head scarves, others (probably visitors from Northern Africa or another more conservative country) were wearing the full-covering burkahs, while others were wearing tank tops and shorts. There was no animosity between any of the groups of people, but the lines were very distinct. Kate was asked to take a picture with an older Turkish woman who was extremely interested in her, it was really cute.

On our walk back to the ship we stopped in a large park by the waterside for a while. It was filled with families enjoying picnics under the towering trees, couples taking in the day on benches, small children playing soccer in the pathways. Back out on the street we passed the restaraunts filled with low couches, the local women cooking fresh pitas on low grills in the store fronts, the sweet shops filled with huge towers of baklava and fruit and nut confections from the last time before boarding the ship to leave Istanbul and Turkei.

07.21.09

Istanbul Modern, Spice Bazaar, and Aya Sofya

In the morning we walked to Istanbul Modern, the modern art museum a short walk from our port, with Kate's drawing prof. There we got a free tour of the museum; it was therapeutic to be there and interesting to study Turkish modern art by both women and men. There were multiple intriguing paintings there, but I don't have pictures or the knowledge of art to describe them properly, so I won't try. One of Yoko Ono's works was displayed downstairs: piles of coffins with young olive trees growing out of their depths, the sound of bird song emanating from somewhere within the exhibit. My favorite work was the display outside the library downstairs, hundreds of books were hung from the ceiling, their covers facing down, to form a book "ceiling" that was meant to signify the closeness yet unavailability of knowledge from books in Turkei (you couldn't open the books to read them).

After lunch we were off across the Galata Bridge lined with local fishermen to the Spice Bazaar. Piles of Turkish Delight. Lemon, strawberry, pistachio flavors. Chocolate or powdered sugar covered. Heaps of tea with the aroma of apple, cinnamon, lemon, orange, and "love" hanging over them. Tables covered with pistachios, walnuts, and other nuts. The Turk's phallic obsession was shown with the large tubes of nuts contained in a fruity covering. Some of the signs labeled small figs stuffed with walnuts as "Turkish Viagra". The sweet-covered tables Spice Bazaar were exactly what I had imagined. We bought small bags of the local teas at one of the shops and the vendor gave us free samples of chocolate covered Turkish delight, it was delicious. He let us sample the perfume from the bottles filling one wall of his shop. While we were walking through the bazaar one of my friends snagged a free piece of Turkish delight from the sample plate in front of each of the shops. The storekeepers still used weird lines to try to sell their products ("Oh what is that on the ground? Ah, it's a piece of my heart", as we were walking away "You break my heart!") but they were much less pushy than their peers in the Grand Bazaar. I was a bit put off my fig and date ball covered with almonds when I noticed a small pink worm crawling across its surface; must remember not to buy perishable food at places like that.

Kate and I finally got to go into the Aya Sofya, it had been closed on Monday, a former mosque now converted into a museum. The original Aya Sofya (a church) of Theodosius burned down in 532 CE in the Nika Revolt fire. The church was rebuilt by Miletus and Aydin under Justinian's orders and opened in 537 CE to the public. When Mehmed the Conqueror took over Istanbul in 1453, the Aya Sofya was coverted into a mosque and worked on by the architect Sinan. The church's paintings and mosaics were whitewashed over due to Islamic principles and the four minarets were added to the building's exterior. In 1935 the mosque was turned into a museum and is a UNESCO World Heritage sight.
Although there is work being done on the interior of the Aya Sofya, the scaffolding doesn't completely cover the huge dome and the beautiful curling designs that cover the walls. The stone that makes the columns and decorates the railings is carved so carefully that it looks airy and light. There are HUGE green disks spread at regular intervals around the walls that are covered in gold Arabic writing that praises God. The Aya Sofya is famous for it's large dome on top of the square base; it was the first of its kind to be built in such a style. The large windows that ring the base of the dome are supposed to let in the light so that the dome looks like it's floating on top of the sunlight, but the scaffolding interfered with this famous view during our visit, so we just took the art history prof's word for it. Beautiful mosaics with gold and flowers adorned the undersides of the arches and parts of the walls still had remnants of the whitewash on them.

I liked the Aya Sofya and the Blue Mosque much more than St. Pauls Basilica in the Vatican. They were much more peaceful and beautiful; I found it much easier to relax without pictures or statues of strange men staring down from the walls.

We went out to see the sixth Harry Potter movie at a cinema across the street from the Grand Bazaar in the evening. It only took a few minutes for me to learn to ignore the Turkish subtitles rolling across the bottom of the screen.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

The Grand Bazaar and Blue Mosque

07.20.09
Finally...Istanbul!
The Kapali Carsi (Grand Bazaar) was probably the most overwhelming shopping experience that I've ever had. The covered bazaar is so large that it's split into regions of jewelry, denim and leather, antiques, ceramics and lights, and textiles. It was built in the 1470s under Mehmet the conqueror. As my friends and I walked past the shops the shop keepers would say anything they thought would get us to look at their merchandise. They were all very friendly and not demanding at all, but we definitely got some really interesting entreaties. "So cheap...it's almost free!" "Come into my store and make me rich." "I'll help you spend all of your money." "Want scarves? Want boyfriends?" My favorite attempt to loosen our lyra (Turkish currency) came when we were in the Antiques section of the bazaar from a stringy Turkish man with grey-streaked hair. In a syrupy voice, that immediately called to mind the lamp-seller from Aladdin, he said "Come in please. I will help you make all of your dreams come true. Whatever you desire, I can help you find that." The bazaar was interesting because although it spans several blocks of the city, most of the goods were very similar. The ceramic tableware looked identical in every ceramic shop. The beautiful hanging glass light covers shone with similar multi-colored brilliance outside of the lighting shops, their storefronts covered with a virtual rainbow of light. None of the prices were posted on the merchandise filling this miniature shopping-city, all sales were made by friendly haggling between the customer and the seller. I must say, I am terrible at haggling; after my first attempt Megan took pity on me and haggled for me afterwards. I'm glad that we went for the experience, but I think I'll keep to my more peaceful shopping habits.
Leaving the Grand Bazaar we walked through one of the numerous gates leading back into the city to find ourselves in the Sahaflar Carsisi, the open-air book market. The stores were bursting with their literature, overflowing their books onto tables in the walking street. There were families of stray cats living in market and out on the streets, a nice change from the wild dogs that filled the streets of Greece. The kittens were so cute!
In the afternoon Kate and I put on our conservative clothing and went into the Old City to try to visit some famous Islamic religious sites. We found the Blue Mosque first, after removing our shoes and securing our headcoverings we entered the tall domed building. It was constructed in 1606 and was immediately surrounded in convtroversy over its six minarets which are considered to be more for decoration than for their functional purpose of announcing the call to worship. The inside of the mosque is covered in beautiful ceramic tiles in all shades of Blue. There are small lights hanging down from the tall ceiling. We spent some time relaxing on the floor of the mosque before returning to the street to buy some dondurma (Turkish ice cream) from a street vendor. We got chocolate, and it had the texture of taffy-marshmallow-pudding. It was definitely a cultural experience.

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Ballikaya Hike

07.19.09
Ballikaya Hike
The hike today was definitely not what I expected from the description of it as a hike that mountaineers train on. I had pictured a steep mountain slope above a treeless valley; instead what we got was a long walk along a creekbed up a valley that was filled with thorny bushes, slippery rocks, and no shade from the relentless Turkish sunshine. It was very exciting to do a little impromptu rockclimbing and bouldering on some parts of the trail and there were also two very pretty small waterfalls. At one of the waterfalls there were small frogs lining the edge of the pool like miniature green sentinels. The valley actually reminded me of the Lolo Creek valley by Dad's house. There were large river rocks, bright green bushes, fluffy purple flowers, and the small creek bubbling along beside us. Our guides didn't speak English and didn't seem to know the best trail though the valley, which made it very exciting when they were helping our whole group pass the parts of the trail that were mostly vertical rock walls above the stream. By the time we got out of the valley we were lost and we had to hike all the way back on the ridge before finding our bus. But, overall, it was an interesting experience. It was definitely nice to do some easy rockclimbing in a wilderness area.

Mosques of Istanbul and Whirling Dervishes

07.18.09
The sun rose a blood red over the sea behind us this morning as we were pulling into the Istanbul harbor. The Aya Sofya and Blue Mosque created a magnificent forefront view with the rest of Istanbul spread out behind them. I'm going to see those in a few days, so I'll write more about them later. Istanbul is the largest city in Europe with 12 million people in it. The previously mentioned mosques are some of its most famous examples of Istanbul's architecture and are renowned in the Muslim world and among connoisseurs of beautiful, historical buildings.

After attending a lecture on Virginity Testing, Hymen Reconstruction, and Honor Killings this morning my girlfriends and I met up with some of Alex's friends from Ohio who took us to Taksum Square. The site of the terrible events of Bloody Sunday, Taksum Square is now a starting off point down a popular shopping street for young Turks. Among the clothing stores are shops filled with towers of honey-soaked baklava, colorful scarves, and ice cream shops with leaning towers of ice cream cones. Upbeat Turkish music fills the air of the wide walking street. It was nice to start off the country with a part of Istanbul that is less tourist-packed.
Tonight Kate and I saw a Sufi Dervish ceremony. The whirling dervishes were accompanied by calming Sufi musicians, creating an atmosphere that was tranquil and mesmerizing at the same time. The dervishes were dressed in all white with tall tan hats. They would spin in circles on the same spot for minutes at a time, only stopping for a small portion of the hour long ceremony. Their floor-length white skirts looked like large flowers as they all spun in unison, their arms lifted overhead and their eyes closed. They train for years to be able to spin like they do; I was very surprised by the age range of the whirling dervishes. I expected all older men, but some of them looked like they were in their late twenties. With their raised arms and swirling skirts, I was reminded of little girls spinning around in joy. With the traditional music filling the air, the ceremony was intensely spiritual and relaxing.

Monday, July 13, 2009

Olympics and Greece

07.12.09
Sea Olympics! Go Carribbean Sea!
Today was our ship-wide Olympics competition. I'm in the Carribbean Sea, our color is orange, and our mascot is the Pirates (cute, right?). My roommate was the mascot for our floor (and the only mascot on our ship, that's how much spirit we had) complete with eye patch, boots, and a light up sword that made clanging noises. We had so much fun finding a mascot costume for her. She was a really good Pirate, and there will be pictures! The opening ceremony was in the Union and EVERYONE was there wearing the colors of their hall. All of the teams were doing their chants/cheers/songs and waving their posters. We had a Pirates song to the tune of Baby Got Back, it fit really well actually. The Olympics were really intense competition actually, everyone got really into it, and we ended up getting second! I was on the pictionary team, and we definitely made the other teams walk the plank! I spent the rest of the day watching the other competitions: pool relay, lip syncing competition, tug of war, dodgeball, boat racing...it was an exhausting afternoon, but I met a lot of new people and was very entertained.
07.13.09
Athens by day, Piraeus by night
Walking through the Plaka (cheap marketplace in Athens) wasn't quite what I was expecting. Most of the shops were full-blown touristy, full of sports jersey, or normal American-style merch (skate shops!). There were a few tucked away Greek gems of art work and hemp clothing, but for the most part it was like shopping for cheap in America. After walking around a bit, and getting giros, we made our way to the National Archaelogical Museum. Much of where we spent our time was in the Mycanean grave collection (excavated by Heinrich Schliemann) which was filled with gold and bronze and at the "ancient" Greek sculptures. My favorite parts of the Mycanean section were the artifacts decorated with octupi- there were clay vases, golden jewelry, and other grave decorations covered with the friendly, multi-legged creatures. In the sculpture area we saw the free-standing bronze statue of Zeus posed to throw his lighting. (There's a bit of controversy, it could be Poseidon with his trident, but it's most likely Zeus.) In the Egyptian section we saw a sarcophagus with the real mummy still in it and hundreds of scarabs (good-luck beetle jewelry).
We made our way (via the very convenient and cheap Metro) to the Acropolis were, although it is mostly covered with construction, we saw the Parthenon, the Temple of Athena Nike, and the Erechtheion. I was awed by the massiveness of the Parthenon, the people who lived when it was a temple were lucky to have such a grand place in which to worship, it must have been so peaceful to be up above Athens. The view of the city was amazing. We could look down past Hadrian's Arch into the Temple of Olympian Zeus. Past the Temple was the old Olympic Stadium. The white buildings of the city spread out around and beyond the ruins, a quiet metropolis broken only by the islands of deep green trees and park-covered hills.
We came back to Piraeus for dinner and by the time we got back out on the streets the only places open were fast-food joints...but Greek fast-food is DELICIOUS! We ate at one called Everest. Along with healthy whole-wheat roll sandwiches and numerous other savory pastries they have toss your own salad where I got a huge spinach salad with anything I wanted in it for really cheap. And all of the quick food stops here have real juice, all juice no added sugar, with tons of fruits. I was in heaven.

Saturday, July 11, 2009

Last day of Croatia- En route to Greece

07.10.09
Mmmm. Breakfast Croatian style this morning at a small restaraunt along the marina was a filling muesli, yogurt, and fruit mix with a fruit and veggie smoothie. It was delicious. My friends and I took our time enjoying the morning sunshine coming through the leaves of the tree above us and the cheery atmosphere of the outdoor room. The tables around us were filled with Croatians enjoying the company of their friends: two women enjoying pancakes (crepes), a table of older men laughing deeply their own jokes, and a family spending some quality time together.
We spent the rest of our day on the beach sleeping in the sunshine and swimming in the warm water. Swimming out from the shore, I could see the ocean floor clearly all the way out to the 200 meteres that I swam. Dubrovnik was really nice because we could walk every where and it had a small town atmosphere. It was like being home in Orofino with everyone saying hello on the streets and honking and waving as they drove by their friends. None of us wanted to get back on the ship to leave this friendly Balkan state this evening.
07.11.09
Today I'm catching up on all my readings for classes and tonight we have a meeting for our sea (hall) to get ready for the Sea Olympics tomorrow. We're going to learn our Sea Song and sign up for any left over events. I'm going to be doing Pictionary! I'm really excited :) Megan's doing it with me and I tried to show her the Berkheiser/Crecelius method of drawing, hopefully she'll be able to tell what I'm drawing partially at least.
It's definitely easier to work out on the ship since we're in the calmer Mediterranean, so I don't almost fall off the machines every time I go up there. But I'm also getting tons of walking in, my friends and I don't like to waste money of public transportation if we can walk places, and when we're late for things the stroll turns into a power walk. It's nice to see things walking around that we would have missed otherwise. We get class off tomorrow for the Olympics so I'm going to have a work day around my events!

Friday, July 10, 2009

Fotos di Italia


Pizza with Allie (and the other girls that you can't see) up the alleyway from our hotel. Mine was veggie, as you can see by the chunk of eggplant and two slices of squash :)

The BEST gelateria in Rome with Megan and Kate.

Dubrovnik, Croatia

07.09.09

(Today I hung out with Megan- she grew up in Sonoma attends UC Davis.)
This morning we walked along the city walls of the Old City of Dubrovnik- the walls were the only thing left over from before the war. Their withstanding the war spoke not only for their physical sturdiness but also represents the power of local diplomacy. They are 1940 meters long and include fortresses, towers and bastions. One of the fortresses has an aquarium in it along with a concert venue for the Dubrovnik Summer Festival (starting tomorrow). The view from on top of the walls was amazing and the sea breeze blowing off the Adriatic was a nice respite from the sun-filled streets of the Old City. When we got on the walls we passed Lovrjenac Fort in the West; it has a huge plank built from its top, extending high over the small harbor at its cliff's base. In the upcoming Cliff Diving Competition people will execute Olympic style dives (flips and everything) from this huge "diving board". When we reached the section of the walls facing the open sea, we saw a sea kayaking group (one of our friends was in it) paddling around the base of the sea cliffs underneath the walls. For the whole stroll we could look either out towards the sea or into the city and into the local peoples' lives. It seemed like a living museum, looking down into backyards filled with flowers and hanging laundry. The window sills were filled with flower pots, homemade wine (?) aging in the sunshine, and sometimes a cat or puppy. All of the narrow alleyways were filled with clean laundry and plants filling the balconies. The easy bird's eye view into these peoples' homes made it take a few minutes for it to sink in that people actually live in this quaint town.

After finishing our morning walk on the walls, we took a boat from the Old City dock to the island of Lokrum, right off the shore of Dubrovnik. The island used to have a Benedictine Monastery (1023), was purportedly used as a refuge by a shipwrecked Richard the Lionheart on his return from the Crusade (1192), and was the home of Maximilian (1839). The Island has a botanical garden and is a UNESCO Special Forestry Reserve. The garden had a lot of palms and cacti mingling with the trees and the rest of the island had shaded forested paths that were a welcome break from city streets. We spent a good amount of time at the Mrtvo More (Dead Sea) swimming and reading our books in the shade. This small inland lake is connected with the sea; it was very calm and its saltwater pool was filled with locals. Then we moved to the "beach" near the small port of Lokrum. Most people were lying out on the large rocks that composed the shoreline, others were swimming and snorkeling in the clear blue water, and more were lying on their personal boats anchored in the small harbor. I snorkeled around a little bit, noting the types of fish and sea floor life for my oceanography paper, and enjoying the clarity of the sea.

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Sea Kayaking in Croatia

07.08.09
The turquoise blue water extending in all directions seemed like it was too perfect to be created by an accident of nature. Close to the shore the water was a clear enough to see the details of the near-shore floor perfectly, each rock outlined and distinct as if we were looking through a crystal blue magnifying glass. Further out from the shore the water became deeper and darker, but somehow still maintained its crystalline transparency. Our kayak rocked gently as the waves rolled under us from the open ocean to crash into the cliff walls lining the shoreline. We used our paddles to turn ourselves and follow the shoreline towards Dubrovnik. We passed sea caves, old castle walls, beaches with white sun umbrellas, and finally the fishing port of the Old City. We paddled out past the city walls towards a tree covered island, the sunshine streaming down as the waves crashed over the front of the kayak, spattering me with salty mist. Turning our kayak back towards shore we rode the waves in, racing the big swells as they came up behind us, until the waves caught our stern and carried us towards the tropical shore of Croatia.

Today was my sea kayaking trip. We were also supposed to snorkel, but that didn't happen because the waves were too "big" to get to the island; but it made for some fun kayaking! In the morning my friends and I went to a great local beach, rocky but good, where we read and laid in the sunshine. The rocks ended a few feet from the waterline and the sand began...it was perfect for swimming. I started reading Ovid's Metamorphoses, poems about ancient Roman mythology, and it's especially interesting to have Ovid (translated into English, of course) talk about places I've been. (Like when he's explaining Jove's (Zeus) palace and describes it like Palantine Hill (where the Roman governing/royal class lived.) Tonight we all went out for crepes...they were delicious! Among five of use we split a nutella/raspberry ice cream/cinnamon sugar/caramel, wild berries/honey/nuts, and snickers/nutella/whipped cream. We dined (desserted more like) al fresco in what looked like someones backyard, but was very quiet and lit by candles. It was the perfect bedtime snack.

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Dobar dan (Hello) Croatia!

07.07.09

Waking up this morning to the fresh, clean town of Dubrovnik was such a relief after leaving the slightly dirty and scary city of Napoli last night. Dubrovnik was almost completely destroyed in the warring of the early 1990's. The red-roofed houses and shops that fill the town have all been built in the reconstruction effort; only a few of the original red-yellow roofed buildings remain among this "new" city. The only structure strong enough to withstand the destruction of the town were the city walls, which surround the Old City and provide a beautiful view of the land and sea. (Or so I hear, I have yet to be up on them...I'm waiting to go one of the mornings when they will hopefully be less crowded with tourists.)
My friends and I went for a run this morning along the harbor of the newer part of the city, where we're docked. We left the port and stuck close to the waterfront as it curled around the peninsula. Passing the small fishing boats of the locals docked along the shore, rocky beaches starting to fill with vacationers, and along the wooded path spotted with villas for rent and private homes. From the path we could see islands in the harbor covered to the breaking point with trees, the clear water around them making them seem surreal paradises in the heat that we were running through. The Adriatic Sea (around Croatia) is known for its pure water; in satellite pictures its water is the clearest blue anywhere in Earth's oceans. In the evening we returned to one of the beaches that we passed and the water was so crystal clear that we could see the rocks on the bottom perfectly. The crystalline buoyancy of the water was perfect to keep my body afloat in the gentle waves while I relaxed as the sky above was tinged with pink .
After our morning run we walked to the Old City from the port. Even the newer city that we were walking through was very clean and uncrowded, a nice relief from some of the places that we had been seeing. There were bright purple flowering bushes every few minutes which, combined with the white oleander and red trumpet flowers, complemented the Mediterranean palms and cacti very well. This part of the Croatian coast is known for its cliff diving and I can see why. The shoreline is amazing- the land ends with sharp cliffs that dive into the clear blue water and the verdant vegetation leading all the way to their edges made the walk through the city seem more like an adventure into a tropical paradise than a trek through an urban area. The Old Town was nice, but it seemed like it was made to be a tourist centre. Almost all of the signs are written in English, tourist shops and ice cream stores line the main street interspersed rarely with an art gallery or designer clothing store, and the large number of tourist attractions in such a small area made it seem more like a fake city in a very Disneyworld way. The main street, Stradun, was wide, carless, and filled with tourists. However, we did see most of the top sites of Dubrovnik in a few hours; the Franciscan monastery, the market squares, and a famous statue (that I didn't know anything about and still don't). I did like the parts of the Old Town that we found after leaving the main drag. Walking up a wide flight of stairs from one of the open markets, we arrived at the base of an old church where, slightly hidden by the hanging vines of a red trumpet flowering plant, was the "Green Room", a jewelry store that was laid out in a small garden. The trays of regional-stone necklaces, peacock shaped rings, and pearl earrings were interspersed with flwers and small trees. It was very unique. Later, we drank juice at a cafe set into the cliff face outside the city walls. It gave us a full view of the beautiful Adriatic and various islands (Croatia has over 1000 along its coastline) outside of Dubrovnik. Entertainment was provided by our fellow SAS students who were "cliff diving" from below the cafe into the water. They all thought it was super intense, but it was definitely not high at all, and therefore was very entertaining to see those city kids do an "extreme" sport. The back streets of the Old City were so peaceful, none of the mopeds and crowds of the bigger cities. Dubrovnik definitely has the safe, charming feel of a small, fishing town and its beaches are just what I need after sightseeing for such a long stretch of time.

Sunday, July 5, 2009

Last days of Italy

07.04.09
The Fourth of July celebrations of independence passed by completely unrecognized this year, but it was definitely still one of the most exciting that I've had. We took a bus ride from Napoli through the neighboring towns to Mt. Vesuvius. Vesuvius erupted in 79 AD, destroying the towns of Pompeii, Herculaneum, and Stabia around its base, and forming the present-day crater of Mt. Somma. Our bus took us up the slopes of Mt. Somma through dense forest and over Somma's ridgeline towards the cone of Vesuvius. We hiked the short way up to the edge of Vesuvius' crater in the warm morning sunshine admiring the view of the verdant green trees filling the Somma basin with their bright yellow flowers. The path sparkled under our running shoes when the sunshine hit the obsidian and crystals that were scattered on it from previous eruptions. Vesuvius has had four major eruptions in the past century, the last eruption being in 1944, and the crater is now about 9000 m deep in the center. We hiked along the ridge around the top of the volcanic crater, not being allowed inside because a drunk US marine fell in and died in the 80s; but we did get to go a little into it to feel the steam coming out of the vents and the warm black sand on the ground. There was no sign of wildlife on the volcano besides the faint chirping of birdsong from the forest below and little lizards that scampered among the volcanic rock. A lot of the girls on the trip were freaking out about falling into the crater, highly unlikely, but I thought that the gradual slopes of sand leading into the crater would have been perfect to sand board on...maybe next time :)

When we asked our tour guide about the best way to get from Vesuvius to spend the afternoon exploring the ruins of Pompeii he tried to tell us the quickest way to travel there and then ended up just offering us a ride there with him and his son after the tour ended. He was very kind, showing us a cafe where we could get gelato while waiting to leave, pointing out the train stations for us, and then taking us directly to the entrance of old Pompeii. It was like having one of our grandfathers with us; he never asked for any money and offered to buy us gelato with his tip money while we waited to leave. On the drive we got another tour of the region- just another testament of the goodness of the Italian people. Everyone was really jealous that we were getting a ride there and it was really nice not to have to be on the hot train both ways.

Pompeii was amazing. It was destroyed by a cloud of ash, poisonous gases, lapilli and white-hot stones by the eruption of 79, burying the city in 7 meters of debris. This terrible demise also preserved the city for excavation; 60 hectacres have already been excavated. The city walls are 3 km long, making this a city of ruins in which we had fun exploring, and of course we got lost. We had seen the Forum, the Basilica, the Temple of Apollo, Pansa's house, and the House of the Faun, and the amphitheatre by the time we found our way out again. The Forum was the centre of public life, serving political, commercial and religious functions. the large open rectangle was surrounded by the remains of columns and contained the remains of the Temple of Jupiter, that was eventually converted into the Capitolium. The Basilica was the stock eschange center and was lined with the stumps of columns that were about one meter in diameter. Everything else was just as impressive and it was interesting how there were molds of human bodies in certain parts of the ruins made by the archaelogical teams from the impressions the former residents of Pompeii left when they died. The inhabitants suffocated from the ash of the eruption, even those trying to take refuge in the innermost parts of buildings, which was extremely unfortunate but made for interesting archaelogical findings.

07.05.09
We spent our last day in Italy in Sorrento. This small oceanside town to the south of Napoli was exactly what I always imagined Italy would be like. The pastel houses and beautiful hotels hugging the sea cliffs were surrounded by a lush forest. Palms and tangerine trees lined the calm streets that were filled with al fresco restaraunts and gelaterias. I had bruschetta caprese for lunch- fresh mozzarella, sweet tomatoes, and Italian olive oil...delicious! We passed many pastelerias filled with fresh fruit pasteries and cream topped cakes that we wanted to go into just to admire the edible creations. From the main street you could see the ocean in one direction and villas in the tree-covered hills above the city in the other. We could see Vesuvius across the harbor and the cliffs leading up the shoreline with the houses perched on top looked like they had been there for centuries and just built at the same time. The warm sunshine was just enough to counter the fresh breeze coming off the harbor. The harbor was alive with sail boats and jet skiis, be it didn't detract from the calm motion of the waves curling into the bay of Sorrento.

Saturday, July 4, 2009

When in Rome...

(July 1-3)

I loved Rome! I went with my shipboard neighbor Allie. Our train ride from Civitivecchia to Rome we started in relative country, passing small beach towns with brightly colored houses and brilliant blue swimming pools and fields with hay bales and sunflowers with their faces turned towards the sun...and before we knew it we were in the Rome. We found a city that was clean and filled with welcoming people, beautiful sights, and delicious food and gelato. I loved the water fountains along the streets that seemed to be around every time we got thirsty with fresh, cold water running continuously from metal spouts into their ancient stone basins. There were rooftop gardens on almost all of the buildings, along with the parks, these oases of green complemented the city's atmosphere of relaxation. The leisurely Italian way of life is definitely at odds with the fast-paced American style of living. The Italians seem to take their time enjoying everything in life, whether it was walking down the street with family, enjoying their meals with friends at cafes, or crossing the busy streets in the face of the onslaught of traffic which kept us hugging the relative safety of the sidewalks. The regularly spaced gelaterias and fruit stands were a welcome relief in the heat of the day and we definitely visited them a lot. I would even go as far as calling my stay in Rome a "Tour of the Gelaterias of Rome"...I tried noccioli (hazelnut), spagonia (berries and cream), blackberry, blueberry, pistacio, nuasella (nutella), yogurt, yogurt fragola (strawberry), ciocolotto mandorla (dark chocolate), and canella (cinnamon, definitely my favorite!). They were all delicious and I enjoyed every bite...as they say, when in Rome...

After getting off the train we stopped to get freshly pressed panini with fresh tomato sauce and mozzarella cheese before making our way to the Roman Forum.Throughout history the Forum was a marsh, a meeting place, used for grain storage, and a place of worship, politics, and commerce. The Forum was harmed during the sacking of Rome by the Visigoths in 410 and in the earthquake and floods in 847 and as a result many of the buildings were left in pieces. There were many random pieces of column and elaborately carved stone on the ground all throughout the ruins. My favorite parts of it were: the remains of the Temple of Saturn, there are only a few columns left, the massive Arch of Septimus Severus, which is relatively whole and celebrates Severus' victory over the Parthians with elaborate panels, and the Temple of Antoninus and Faustina, left relatively unharmed and whose front columns create an impressive view upon entering the Forum. (Photos to come...). We then climbed the adjacent hillside to explore the Palantine; it started out as the residence of the emperor and became the residences of the ruling class. All of the ruins were very impressive, but we were trying to navigate through everything from a little book that I bought that was lacking in its map-qualities.

We decided to go visit the Colosseum to get out of the hot Italian sunshine. It was very impressive to imagine the stone-covered remains of the amphitheatre covered with white marble, the floor intact over the corridors beneath, and the ancient Romans filling the tiers. It was really interesting how much we still don't know about the logistics of the Colosseum: how they managed to close the celing when the weather was bad and how they raised the fighting animals up from beneath the floor into the arena. We walked through Piazza Campidoglio and the Capotiline Hill on our way to our hotel. Hotel Smeraldo, where we stayed, was very nice, clean and quiet. There was a rooftop garden at the top of the hotel from which we could look out over the rooftops of Rome...many of them also had rooftop gardens, so looking out from our rooftop was like looking out over a floating garden under the fluffy white clouds. The hotel was close enough to everything we wanted to see that we just walked everywhere and all of the walking made it so that we knew our way about the central part of the city by the time we left! We had dinner in an alley restaraunt near our hotel: spinach gnocchi with gorgonzola cheese and spaghetti with fresh tomato sauce. The combination (we shared, of course) was perfect.

Walking around our first night we ended up crossing the river and walking to St. Peter's Piazza at sunset. The evening was gorgeous with light pink clouds in the soft blue sky and the Piazza was calming in the absense of the daily crowds. At night the streets of Rome weren't a dark place to be afraid of, but filled with a soft light and everyone enjoying the cool respite from the daily heat. We joined Italians (and tourists) who hit the streets for their nightly walking-about-time and made our way to the Piazza Navona, a much-touted hot spot for enjoying the night. It definitely lived up to its good reviews: filled with artists selling their scenes of Rome, families enjoying dinner in the outdoor restaraunts lining the square, and people just enjoying the good weather and a delicious gelato. Bernini's "Four Rivers" fountain was breathtaking, lit up from beneath with underwater lights and from above by the still (somehow) glowing night sky.


Allie and I woke up early to beat the crowds to the Vatican and it definitely paid off...we made our way through the only stirring streets of Rome before 7 am to St. Peter's Piazza. When we reached the Piazza there were only a few early risers out and about as we walked straight into the Basilica to explore the massive cathedral. It was filled with red-robed priests and young altar boys going through the morning abulitions, nuns in their immaculate habits on the way to morning prayer, and fathers with their collars buttoned up tightly making their way to work. The size of the cathedral was very impressive and it was very relaxing to experience it before the rush of tourists hit. We were at the Museo Vaticani before it was open actually, so although we didn't have a tour reservation, we only had to wait the twenty minutes before they opened and then went in to learn about the history of the church...just kidding, we were there to see the Capella Sistina, which we tried to see first but after an hour of following the signs that were directing us we found that we were actually going through the Museum on our way. So I definitely got my fix of Catholicism for the next ten years. My dissinterest aside, there were some really interesting paintings, especially one of Raphael's which included Socrates, Pythagoras, Plato, Aristotle, Zoroaster, and Raphael himself. The Sistine Chapel definitely was worth the long walk through Catholic history; we took our time enjoying Michaelangelo's majestic paintings. It's hard to imagine them being his first major work as a painter, but his scuplting background is very much appreciated with the realistic imagery of the human body. After we were done enjoying the famous ceiling we took our sore necks outside and had lunch in the shade at St. Peter's Piazza, admiring the incredibly long line of people waiting to get inside the Basilica in the hot sunshine.

We luckily met up with two of our other friends, Kate and Megan, in a random shop where we were tasting local cheese and condiments (Balsamic dressing with provolone, delicious!) on our way to meet them at the very crowded Trevi Fountain. Both the Trevi and Spanish Steps were very crowded with people, locals and tourists alike; I personally enjoyed the Pantheon much more. The sheer size of the columns inspired an awe that required an extended rest by the fountain in front of it to take it in. The open ceiling allows light inside and the sloped floor accounts for the eventuality of rain also making its way inside. After a delicious al fresco dinner of pizza we met up with Mari, a friend from Willamette, and her family at the Pantheon from where they took us to Giolitti, one of the most famous gelaterias in Rome. The number of flavors of gelato was overwhelming but I eventually decided on mora (blackberry) and blueberry; they were well worth the fight through the crowd to order.


By our last day we knew our way around our part of the city fairly well and enjoyed a leisurely stroll through the heart of Rome for most of the day. I woke up to the morning market at the Piazza Campo dei Fiori whose stalls were filled with fresh fruits and vegetables, pasta and olive oil, meat and fish, and limoncello and wine. It was filled with locals out buying their daily produce and the sweet strawberries I bought were the perfect way to start the day. We spent the rest of the day walking around. We window-shopped in some of the more expensive areas of town (Fendi, Tiffanys, Gucci) and explored some of the more interesting (and less outrageously expensive) local shops. We saw the Piazza del Popolo and climbed the stairway leading from it into the gardens surrounding the Villa dei Medici. It was very relaxing and a nice way to spend our last day in the city.


All of the people were helpful and kind-, whether we were asking for directions, wanting to buy food, taking forever to choose our gelato flavors, or just walking about. People we talked to went out of their way to guide us, give us hints on the best sights, and to make jokes. They were all very happy that we loved Rome as much as they do.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Fotografias de Espana!


Ceiling at Real Alcazar

Flamenco dancing in Cadiz!



Jardines de Real Alcazar





Causeway between the fortress and Old Town in Cadiz




Hiking in Grazalema National Park




Sevilla: eagle eye view from the Giralda





Real Alcazar




Cadiz con mis amigas



Sunflower field between Cadiz and Sevilla