So I've decided that Lisa and I are among the laziest tourists you will ever encounter. Not that we don't see the major things, but seeing that it's the last vacation we take before we start the 9-to-5 grind, we've been pretty relaxed this trip. Keeping this in mind, I think you'll find we had a rather productive day today.
We started off the morning by waking up at 6 to go stand in line at the Accademia, home of David, among other things. I know it's cliche to say that it was amazing and breathtaking, but in all honesty, it really was. All the postcards and reproductions you see don't do it justice. I suppose that it helps that it's situated under a domed skylight at the end of a hallway with other sculptures, and that it's a gajillion feet tall, but hey, still counts in my book. It's more detailed than I'd ever imagined, down to the veins in his forearms and the traces of a ribcage. The museum also has some other nice paintings, and there's even a musical instrument exhibit, although I found the one at the Met more impressive. We kind of rushed through, though, to get back in time for the breakfast being served at our hostel. It was totally worth it. The hostel owner serves eggs (DC-style, yum), cereal, yogurt, and toast to your room in a little wicker basket. Perhaps this isn't so exciting to you lovely readers who currently have the option of eggs on a daily basis, but to deprived egg fanatics such as Lisa and myself, this was heaven in a hand basket, literally. We're looking forward to a repeat of the same tomorrow morning.
This afternoon we went to Pisa to take the requisite pictures by the Leaning Tower. We spent a good deal of time jumping up and down in the square, trying to capture photos of each other midair. And Lisa stumbled around a bit. (Ok, tripped once.) The other tourists probably thought we were slightly crazy, but then, everyone was taking ridiculous poses pretending to be holding up the tower (us included), so I don't mind. Pisa was surprisingly fun and the baptistery and cathedral were beautiful, but I think our slap-happiness enhanced the experience.
This evening we went to a nearby restaurant where we actually splurged on dessert, and now it's 2 a.m. and we're sitting in our hostel waiting for photos to upload (much thanks to Jon Goldman for assistance in this endeavor - look, now you're famous!), which is why you are all reading my second post in two days. We've taken 200 pictures in 5 days. Sounds unbelievable, I know, but you have to remember that Lisa is an AziAN girl in disguise as just a regular Asian girl. I don't know how I deal..
No other thoughts for now. We're heading to Rome tomorrow where we're going to try to see it all in a 1.5 day marathon. My sore throat is mostly gone, just some residual sniffles. And I think some guys hit on us tonight, so my last post title is no longer valid.
Oh, and one last thing. I finished my book about Al Gore (The Prince of Tennessee), and it was fabulous. I've started rereading it again, actually, because I don't have anything else to read in my bits of free time and because I love Al Gore that much. I highly recommend that somebody starts, or joins me in, a letter-writing campaign to convince him to run for president again in 2008.
We started off the morning by waking up at 6 to go stand in line at the Accademia, home of David, among other things. I know it's cliche to say that it was amazing and breathtaking, but in all honesty, it really was. All the postcards and reproductions you see don't do it justice. I suppose that it helps that it's situated under a domed skylight at the end of a hallway with other sculptures, and that it's a gajillion feet tall, but hey, still counts in my book. It's more detailed than I'd ever imagined, down to the veins in his forearms and the traces of a ribcage. The museum also has some other nice paintings, and there's even a musical instrument exhibit, although I found the one at the Met more impressive. We kind of rushed through, though, to get back in time for the breakfast being served at our hostel. It was totally worth it. The hostel owner serves eggs (DC-style, yum), cereal, yogurt, and toast to your room in a little wicker basket. Perhaps this isn't so exciting to you lovely readers who currently have the option of eggs on a daily basis, but to deprived egg fanatics such as Lisa and myself, this was heaven in a hand basket, literally. We're looking forward to a repeat of the same tomorrow morning.
This afternoon we went to Pisa to take the requisite pictures by the Leaning Tower. We spent a good deal of time jumping up and down in the square, trying to capture photos of each other midair. And Lisa stumbled around a bit. (Ok, tripped once.) The other tourists probably thought we were slightly crazy, but then, everyone was taking ridiculous poses pretending to be holding up the tower (us included), so I don't mind. Pisa was surprisingly fun and the baptistery and cathedral were beautiful, but I think our slap-happiness enhanced the experience.
This evening we went to a nearby restaurant where we actually splurged on dessert, and now it's 2 a.m. and we're sitting in our hostel waiting for photos to upload (much thanks to Jon Goldman for assistance in this endeavor - look, now you're famous!), which is why you are all reading my second post in two days. We've taken 200 pictures in 5 days. Sounds unbelievable, I know, but you have to remember that Lisa is an AziAN girl in disguise as just a regular Asian girl. I don't know how I deal..
No other thoughts for now. We're heading to Rome tomorrow where we're going to try to see it all in a 1.5 day marathon. My sore throat is mostly gone, just some residual sniffles. And I think some guys hit on us tonight, so my last post title is no longer valid.
Oh, and one last thing. I finished my book about Al Gore (The Prince of Tennessee), and it was fabulous. I've started rereading it again, actually, because I don't have anything else to read in my bits of free time and because I love Al Gore that much. I highly recommend that somebody starts, or joins me in, a letter-writing campaign to convince him to run for president again in 2008.
Glad you're having fun and being hit on! When you go to the Cinque Terre...take some notes, Andy and I are going there on our honeymoon!
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