Another View of Amazing

Jerry continues to amaze us as he graciously allowed us to visit for the third time with Ian's parents this time. They were blown away by the funky beauty of the place. It is full of surprises and little pieces of fun that are (hopefully) all going to come together to make a truly amazing, completely different, wildly entertaining event.
Get ready...

STD's

One of my favorite wedsites, http://offbeatbride.com/, says Save-the dates (or STD's) are from "a simpler time" when STD stood for nothing more sinister then the price of postage.

We are currently working on ours, which is a little crazy since invites are coming up fast. Mum has graciously designed an evite for us, and we are also putting together a fun postcard (hopefully). We have heard so many cool ideas and have a lot of creative juices to let loose.

Let the first signs of awesome wedding shine!

It's time!

5 years and 6 months after we officially declared we were dating, we now declare that we are getting married!

October 17th, 2009 is the day. And a glorious day it will be. The venue is perfect, the plans are laid, and most importantly- we are still in love! It is time to get married...to my best friend, my braclet buddy, my travel manager, my cat trainer, my valet, the bestest Ian Porter there ever was or will be. And, (word of the wedding)it's gonna be awesome.

Home at Last

Last day in Berlin

Free at last free at last! Ok, not completely. We are living at home with the parents and while we don't have the repressive curfew or dress code, it is odd to bum money off of them and live with their way of life again. On the plus side- free room and board! That means a lot after a year of poverty in Berlin and 3o some days of living on the lamb across Europe. Thanks p's!

Big day approaches....

Finally after over a little more than a year, Ebe and I will be returning triumphantly from abraod in 24 hours! The past month has been one of the most amazing experiences in both of our lives, but we'll be happy to see our sprint through Europe come to an end and finally touch foot on American soil and see all our friends and family.

For most of you it's been over a year since were able to see you, but have no fear... the time is almost here for our reunion. We've met many wonderful people here in Germany (and all of Europe!) and have seen some wonderful things, but in the long run, there's nothing better than waking up in your home with your family and friends not for away.

So, a big thank you to everyone who helped us and supported us on our trip, and also a big thank you for all the nice people we met while here in Europe and making the transition to the "German" life a little bit easier. See you all in one day Washingtonians!

more to comment on!

Bucharest vacation home (that should be about 200 euros right?)
British sleeping in parks for weeks
domestic abuse (romania...what more is there to say)
Police chase outside Eiffel Tower (complete with key chains)
Moulon Rouge prices!
chattin with sailors on a train (trip from belgium to amsterdam- did you know new york is biggest port in the world? we didn't)
drinking with Spanish speaking friends (and one mexican!)
so many stories! can't wait to hear yours too.

remind us to tell you about....

Angry German hiker and child (strollers are evil)
Pooping on a fortress (everyone should try it)
Hammer pants on a train (emotional frenchmen have the best taste)
Amazing "complete meal deals" (not a thing like spag)
Friends on boats, hostels, and trains

Girl with helmet rain coat and painted teens (crazy french)
Fat, whiny Americans - Rick Steves book in hand (not us for once)
...and other good times

Chasing Evers - Marseille, Perpignan & Escape to Bordeaux

As I type this, I am sitting in an internet cafe in Bordeaux, France, a place we never expected of visiting on our little whirl-wind tour of Europe. How did we end up in Bordeaux you ask? Well my little friend, let me explain.

After leaving the Cinque Terre, we were headed to Marseille to meet up with my high school/college buddy Sean Evers. He has family in Marseille, and we all thought it would be fun to get together and kick it in the south of France. It got off to a bad start as we arrived late to Marseille without a place to stay. Now I don't know if you've heard, but Marseille is one of the roughest towns in all of France, and isn't exactly the place you want to be rolling into town at night withough an idea of where to go... luckily Evers, being the stand up guy he is, picked us up from the station, and after a little French direction lesson from the GPS, we were dropped off at a hostel.

The next day's plan was to explore a bit of Marseille, and then hop back on the train down to south-western France and meet up with Evers and a few other peeps in the Catalonian town of Perpignan. Ebe and I explored Marseille, and saw what would be a recurring theme throughout our stay in France so far... a carousel. After having walked around Marseille for a few hours with my bag, I began to smell like a local if you know what I mean. I felt bad for the people near us on the train which we were about to bord.

Halfway to Perpignan my phone finally gets a text message from Evers telling us that unfortunately we wouldn't be able to stay with them in their family's beach house... shit. Now we were beginning to question our decision of following Monsieuer Evers almost to the border of Spain.


In the end we probably spent under an hour with him. It was pretty much the perfect storm. It really was no-one's fault, just a big misfortune of events. But hey, we got to see some really cool towns in the process, and that's why I'm here writing this blog in Bordeaux.

Bordeaux has been a surprisingly fun town. Lodging is quite cheap, and there is certainly all the wine you can drink... if we only had the money! The city is really beautiful, with wonderful gardens and amazing architecture around every corner. Ebe and I even splurged today and had a three-course lunch. Among the things we had were escargot (yes, snails), lots of duck, and creme brulee... yum. One more night here in Bordeaux and then it's off on the TVG (one of the fastest trains outside of Japan) to the City of Lights... gay (and I mean really gay) ol' Paris!

(end note on Bordeaux: we stayed in a lovely family run hotel that had an incident in the room next to us. As in, there was a suicide in the room next to us sometime in the last week. Ian wisely didn't tell me what the tag said until we were about to leave. Talk about a hang over!)

More highlights of our trip through Europe
and more of our favorite spots in France

Our Favorite European Beaches

Not the Bette Midler kind, the good kind (ok- the movie actually has some merit). In my quest for making the most of every summer, I have a desperate need to search out great beaches. And slowly, so slowly,  Ian and I are becoming connoisseurs of beach life.

 

Kusadasi, Turkey

Garbage in the water could not keep us away from these turquoise waves after getting sick off Romanian water and no water in Istanbul. We jumped in for a quick swim before boarding the ferry for Greece and I don't think I've ever been more refreshed.

Best Beach?
Debatable.
One of my best beach moments?
Undoubtedly.

 Pics of Kusadasi

Samos, Greece 

Looking for a Greek island in the summer, Samos lay right in our path and we hoped it wouldn't be too touristy. It wasn't. We had this little rocky beach and blazing Greek sun all to ourselves.

Syros, Greece

The capitol of the Cyclades, this island showed us what Greek loving is all about. We got into the city in the early morning and slept on a bench in anticipation of the sunrise and sand times. We rode a rickety bus to the far side of the island and received resort treatment for the first time - sand, surf, beach chairs, and drink brought right to your spot of shade. Why did we leave?

Pics of Syros

Cinque Terre, Italy

These fishing villages were made popular with American tourists by the great Rick Steves - possibly the worst things he's ever done. Alas - it is "discovered"...and yet. There is a magical nature that can help you forget the crowds. 

Hike the well maintained trails and earn a jump into the dip waters among the rocky outlets. You can jump in practically, everywhere with some places more popular gathering spots.  We resisted going back, but Ian's dad insisted we take him while in Italy and we are so glad he did.

Riomagiore, Cinque Terre

Procida, Italy 

Gallivanting around Naples with my 18-year-old nephew, we wanted to hit a beach so we headed out to the island of Procida. Less popular than it's sister island Capri, the beach was on fire, the lemons were the sourest, and the harbor was spectacular. Part of my love for Naples has to be for this small island. 

Full post on Escape from Naples ~ Island of Procida

Polignano a Mare, Italy 

When people talk about the perfect Mediterranean beach I know I've been there. When we first moved to Berlin I picked up a terrible little writing job where I wrote city guides for small Italian towns with impossible to find information. The best thing I got from the job was the mention of Polignano a Mare. Caves lead from the rocky shore into the center of the city and the beaches are touched by perfectly translucent blue waters.

We were blinded by the whites of the buildings as we headed down to the beach and carved out our small space of sand. More of an Italian vacation spot - we were clearly the outsiders. We followed the locals to wander through the sea-slicked tunnels and up the rocks to cliff jump into the tropical grotto. Occasionally resting on submerged rocks, we felt the warmth of the sun on our face and we could watch neon fish dart by our limbs.

This place was magic.

Short post on Polignano

There are still many, many places on our list to go...

Where We've Been, Where We're Going

The Eternal City: Rome

We are currently massaging our feet after a whirlwind run through Rome. We hadn't planned on vising, but train travel on our month-long travel free fall said otherwise - luckily. Because we loved Rome - of course we did. In retrospect, how could we not?