We left Munich very, very hung over. I almost threw up on the train a few times. It was a weird freaking day-night that led up to it. Meeting up with Canadian girls Judith and Nicole who knew I was Canadian by my Tragically Hip Hoodie. And Ronnie and Jess our Aussie roommates to much fun. Then enter Rob our other Aussie roommate who kept buying me round after round of Jagerbombs. Anyways we are back in Prague so Rowan can get some pirate replica guns. Then it is off to Berlin tommorow.
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Last night was the first night we went to Oktoberfest, and let me tell you today I’m a little worse for wear. I’ve got a wee bit of a hang over due to the 3 Litres of beer I drank at Oktoberfest and the 3 I drank when I got back to the hostel pub.
I love beer, but I don’t like being drunk all that much. As fun as it is I always feel like crap the next day no matter how much or little i drink. Oktoberfest is an experience I tell you that.
We might go back to Prague. It’s cheap there, but this means we won’t be going to the south of France. Oh well. We still want to go to Luxemburg, Brussels, and Paris. Our last European stop before going to the UK is Amsterdam. I know, I know more trouble, but hey it’s an adventure.
Till next Time
Alright so we haven’t had internet in a few days, and we have been traveling a lot. I’m in a little cafe right now in Munich on a shitty computer so my time ad patience is limited. Until we get some wi-fi don’t expect epic posts or anything. Actually I’m only really going to be putting up quick blerbs here and there when i get interent because my EU journal I’m writing is way better and when I get time on the laptop and at home I’m going to be typing them up and editing them. To make a sort of journal people can read as a pdf or something. They are full of all sorts of details that i normally wouldnt put in a post and have all sorts of bonus stuff. it’s like easter eggs.
Prague was fun The Torture Museum, the Sex Machines museum which further proved there are fucked up people in this world. I left that place feeling more normal then normal. it gives me shivers thinking of some of that stuff. We got really drunk with some English guys at a Australian pub afterwards we had some good fun. Then went back to our hostel and drank with our Aussie neighbours listening to Dave Matthews. We got up to catch our 9am train and bumped into them coming in from the the pub at 8am they are going to meet up with us on monday for some good old oktoberfest fun. They are even going out to Victoria Bc in January so we will party then too.
Vienna was rushed we took the night train from Venice. Fun hung out with some guys from Vancouver, some girls from OZ and some older people from Toronto. It was lots of fun. I’d go back to both in a heartbeat.
anyways if you don’t hear from me soon it’s because I’m enjoying the beer a little to much during Oktoberfest.
Sorry i havent posted but internet costs to much here, of to Verona tommorow and then Vienna, Austria. In Vienna internet is free for laptops, so photos will be up and new blogs from venice.
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A man plays piano and we watch football.
I think it was something the Scots said to me last night that really rang true today. “Who the fuck builds a city on hills. I mean it’s either up or down. I’m tired of fucking hills!”
After the fourth accent up to the city today it became very clear on our last day we are taking the tram up with our bags. Not because we are lazy, but because we have a hard enough time doing it with nothing with us. Oh did I mention we are lazy?
Albert Einstein’s place was a little disappointing because there isn’t a lot there. Old clothes, photos, and little TV screens that tell you how great he was and how this home is where the ground work for The Theory of Relativity’s was born. I tell you though that man was crazy, I was terrified of his freaking spiral stairs that went on for three stories.
Another thing the Scots suggested was a brothel in Prague. I don’t know if I’m down with going to a brothel and paying for sex but this guys were really persistent about this place. They’d been on the road for almost a month now, and all they talked about was porn. oh and that brothel too. I guess it gets lonely out there. I still ain’t going to go pay for sex though, that is just weird and wrong.
Anyways I’m out it is like 12pm here and I need to sleep.
This is basically two posts crammed in one. I can see the river from the front door of my hostel so I am a little distracted.
All in all Frankfurt was an okay city, it never really left me in awe of the sights and it’s people. The Römerberg cathedral was about the only really neat thing to see there, it is one of the only buildings to survive an Allied bombing of the city of Frankfurt in 1944. I found the city smelled too. It smelled like stagnant water or like a septic field if you can understand what I mean.
Yesterday we left Frankfurt to come here to Bern, Switzerland, and I have to say deciding to come here was one of the best decisions we’ve made so far.
But first let me tell you about our glorious train ride.
So yesterday we climb aboard our train bound for Basil and get ourselves one of those six passenger rooms in second class. Eventually the other two guys sharing the room with us get off at their respective stops leaving us to ourselves. No sooner do they leave does Border Patrol show up and rip apart Rowan’s bags and interrogate him on why he has two passports. (He has British citizenship too) Eventually we get it sorted out they stamp my passport, and they go on their merry way. Eventually we get to Basil where apparently we were supposed to switch trains, but upon arrival we see that our train actually goes to Bern.
Now we are in the home of Einstein and the Swiss Army Knife.
From the moment we stepped off the train into the streets of Bern I’ve been captivated by this city. The history, the views, the river, the girls, and the brown bears. Let’s just say WOW! It really reminds me of Canada with it’s clean air, mountains, clean water, and natural beauty.
So after we checked out the city for a while we came back to our hostel room to find out we are bunked up with these two Scottish guys Ian and Grant, who were a fucking riot. We all end up drinking beer until one in the morning, even though they had to get up and catch a train early this morning. And man was it crappy Swiss beer. Tonight we buy beer at the super market.
Don’t forget to check my Flickr.
I’m feeling a little down after that long day of airport, 10hrs on a plane, and the confusion of a new foriegn land. Don’t get me wrong I am enjoying it, but it is overcast. Weather very similiar to Victoria last week.
We are in this weird little airport hotel called the “Albatros” they didn’t have our resevations, and it is a little shabby. But I’ve got to get used to that.
Well I’ll update you later.
Today I leave my North American life behind and fly to another continent. I’m excited. I’m putting the final touches on my pack, and ripping a few more cds to my Ipod.
Check for updates frequently as Rowan will have a laptop so if we can get a wireless signal I’m going to try and pump something out.
Also check my Flickr too, I’ll have a camera, a gnome, and the Zat.
Till we talk next, Tyson Elder
The last few days have been weird. I am full of this nervous energy, but I’m happy to go. I’ve just been thinking about the things I’m leaving behind my family, friends, jobs, and my dog Buddy.
It is weird I think I’m going to miss him the most. We have spend a crap load of time together over the last week from walks, playing, sleeping on the couch, and he sleeps in my bed at night. He is happy to see me when I come home, and he follows me around all day like well a lost puppy.
Another thing I’ve been doing lots of lately is trying to get as much time in with friends as I can. And if I’ve missed out on visiting you don’t take it personally I just have had very little time to do anything lately.
Like last night I went to visit my friend Logan and it is weird how we met and have become such good friends over the last year or so. He gave me his good luck dog tags to wear with me everywhere I go. It is small things like this that make me think there are people in this world who actually care about me (not saying I feel like no one does) it just feels some days there is no one to lean on.
I still need to pack my backpack I’ve really been putting that off.
I’m not a teenager anymore, so why did we do it? It seemed right at the moment. We lifted some chairs from the restaurant next to us, cracked a few New Castles, and turned on some music.
Now the cop was nice enough, but the whole lurking around thing pissed me off. He didn’t charge us just made Chris dump out the last beer, which almost seemed like punishment enough. Waiting for me to leave with my car even though I had only had a beer that sucked.
Well he never pulled me over on my way home, and I even drove past him as he was going to break up something happening at Patricia Bay Park.
Hey he could have caught me when I was peeing on a building. Public Urination.
Tyson: 1 Cops: 0
Things I need to do before Friday.
-pack bag
-clean room
-cancel car insurance and cell phone
-pick books to bring with me
-buy socks/underwear/t-shirts
-photocopy id’s
-rip music to ipod
-get loaned movies back
-work on site stuff with Darryl
-go to bank and get travel insurance
In exactly one week I will be on a plane to Frankfurt, Germany.
