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Vienna

September 14th, 2009

Vienna is such a lively city, there was something on every day we were there:

First night we arrived, our wonderful host Phil took us to a demonstration at Parliament house. It was in opposition to conservative right-wing politics and begun as a couple of students on facebook starting a group and suggesting people take collective action in protest to political developments in Austria.

Sure enough, thousands of people joined and the result was a peaceful march around Parliament, where everyone was holding fire sticks and moving to beat of bongo drums.

Second day Pia and I stumbled upon a nudist bike ride… posting pictures of that may get me in trouble.. from the guy who felt it was necessary to flash us his scrotum!

Sorry. Just saying.. It took us by surprise..

And the third day was a trance/electronic music festival along the main street which circles the city centre, which meant dozens of semi trailer trucks hosting scantily clad party goers; oiled up and sporting angel wings, wigs and hot pants..

I don’t know how to post videos, my puter skills aren’t that L337 just yet.. so here’s some stills from a video I took of these groovy guys…

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Prague

September 12th, 2009

Berlin to Prague

Germany to the Czech Republic

Prague looked like a fairytale

Cobble stones and castles

Shops dedicated to selling Absinthe

One thing we couldn’t figure out though;

why does everyone crowd around the clock tower on the hour?

It doesn’t do anything….

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Berlin*

September 12th, 2009

*denotes my favourite city.

I’m back in Melbourne, but am missing Europe terribly.

Instead of studying I thought I’d fuel my nostalgia by posting some photos from the end of my trip.

After Morocco we spent one night in London before heading to Germany to begin our (somewhat) Eastern escapade.

Berlin was an absolute favourite; it’s hip, hospitable and the people are hot. (I think they might know it, there are photo booths all over the city).

It’s arguably the city of our generation; in the middle of its post-industrial post-communist phase, it’s experiencing a colourful explosion of innovation and creativity.

Yet while the place is achingly cool, the people remain grounded, and appreciative of life; a characteristic that distinguishes these urban Germans from their Western counterparts.

We only spent 3 nights here, but should have stayed longer; we also couchsurfed for the first time, at an experimental co op called ‘Project Volunteering’ (an adventure all in its own).

We walked the East Side Gallery along the remnants of the Berlin Wall, drank Gin Fizzes (my new favourite drink, besides Pimms and Lemonade) at Yam bar, socialised with squatters in their overgrown garden (unfortunately they were having a yard sale to raise money because they were getting ‘evicted’), and shopped at a Sunday flea market.

Although our stay was short, 3 days was long enough to decide that soon i’ll move there, buy an airy light filled apartment and be the happiest person dans le monde.

Bis Bald Berlin!

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Marrakesh

June 23rd, 2009

Essaouira

June 23rd, 2009

Fez

June 23rd, 2009

Asilah

June 23rd, 2009

Tangier

June 23rd, 2009

ROMA

May 16th, 2009

Beautiful Rome!

This city has more past than present.

As I was stepping out onto the street on the first day, an old Italian man grabbed my arm and announced he was to lead me into the centre of the city. He asked my name. I said it was Anna. He said I was Anna Bella.

He walked me through the back streets of Rome and to the Colosseum in a way I would never have found on my own. He told me stories of the Roman soldiers who marched through that arc, singing this song. He told me how he had no friends because he worked all the time. He sang to me in Italian Opera in the middle of the street while I sort of, er.. looked around for a means of escape..

He was strange to say the least, but very friendly and I learned something about Rome and its people. I know I probably shouldn’t walk off with old men, but when in Rome hey?

Later that night I met up with Lucas and Lisa and we drank wine till late on the Spanish steps.

During my stay in Rome I tried to visit all the main attractions.. the Pantheon, the Colosseum and the Forum, the Trevi Fountain - here’s me making a face at some girl who got in my photo…

bitch

We also visited the Vatican City, where I definitely had some sort of um… experience. I had been feeling sick all day, I had a bad headache and was finding the Vatican Musei to be a bit claustrophobic, so I went into the courtyard and lay down on a bench. Apparently no one lies on benches in the Vatican city, because three different guards woke me up by shouting “ARE YOU OK” in my face. I obviously didn’t sound convincing because two of them sat on the bench opposite me, and just watched me. So I couldn’t really sleep anymore, because, er, I guess I don’t like strange men watching me when I’m sleeping, so I sat up and then it was even more awkward cause I was just sitting there, and they were just sitting there, and it was like… yeah, I’m gunna go now………

So I went and found Lisa and Lucas and we went through all the Museums into the Sisteen Chapel, which was absolutely beautiful. To get there you go through the Vatican’s Apartments, some of which were painted by Raphael. There’s also a modern art gallery with religious paintings by artists from the 20th Century. Two of my favourite artists were right next to each other! Dali and Bacon.

Then we went over to the Basilica, but while we were looking around I realised everything was moving that shouldn’t have been, I felt like I was drunk except I wasn’t. I had to sit down I felt so sick. Then Lisa and Lucas went to the tower and I didn’t feel up to climbing a million stairs, so I sat on the steps outside. By this time I really couldn’t see anything, I wanted to be sick, and all these people kept watching me. One guy offered me his apple. yeah sure dude, thanks. but not actually.

Then the guards came over (not the Swiss ones in jester outfits unfortunately), and told me I couldn’t sit/slump on the steps and they obviously noticed something was wrong because they immediately looked worried and started saying “miss miss are you ok miss!” and I sort of just opened my mouth to speak but couldn’t really, all I could manage was a pathetic “I can’t see anything”. But at this stage I actually couldn’t see much at all. So they helped me into the Basilica and called the doctors, and 4 doctors came, and stood around me stroking their chins and ummed and arred, and said “I don’t know” a lot. At one point I think they asked If I was on drugs, yeah, like I’m going to take drugs and then come to the smallest sovereign catholic state in the world, sounds like a party right there.

In the end they just told me my blood pressure was really low and made me eat a whole sugar cube covered in vanilla essence, it was disgusting. And they watched me eating it so I had to consume the whole thing. That didn’t help at all, I still couldn’t see and I really wanted to be sick. I just had to be taken home by Lisa and Lucas and then I went to bed and slept 17 hours. It was really scary but thankfully it went away.

So after that, I didn’t really feel like venturing down to Napoli all by myself. I sort of lost my travel confidence. Plus Lucas told me people get shot dead in cafes. So I just came back to Lyon early.

I loved Rome. I loved Italy! Its such a beautiful country with pretty cities and friendly people. Definitely have to go back soon.

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Florence…Firenze.

May 11th, 2009

Florence is a beautiful city. It is situated in the region of Tuscany, and has a lot of great Gelaterias. We were there on Easter weekend so it was really hectic, you couldn’t walk properly in the streets because there were so many people.

The highlight of our stay was seeing Michelangelo’s ‘David’ at the Galleria dell’Academia. I knew he was going to be amazing, but wow.. he was amazing! He is so breathtakingly beautiful, everyone in the room was completely mesmerized by him. It’s funny seeing all the tourists standing in front of him; heads back, mouths open, eyes ogling. He will literally put you into a trance. Nothing can replicate the magic that is his marble presence, I tried to sketch his face and it was like I had no artistic ability whatsoever. At one point, Jo turned to Lisa and I, and said “wouldn’t it be funny if you just looked over at someones notebook and all they were drawing was his penis”.

So then we all started looking at people’s notebooks.

And there was a young girl right next to us doing exactly that!!

Then, I think it was on the second or third day of our stay in Florence, I was walking down one of the main shopping streets and I heard some cheesy euro dance pop. I looked over to where it was coming from, and there was this seedy looking man leaning against the wall, with an oddly smug look on his face. His body language seemed strange to me, as generally the men on the side of the street are always selling something, but he didn’t seem too worried about losing customers. I looked down at his feet to where the music was coming from, and low and behold, there were two Pikachus jiggling in mid air to the music next to the stereo!!!

Of course I had to stop and watch for a while, It was actually magical! They were the cutest little guys I’ve ever seen. So I called my friends over, we all thought it rather hilarious. We approached the seedy man and his jiggling Pikachus to demand an explanation and obviously purchase some of the magic.

He said in broken English that they they levitate due to static electricity. He took out a new one, reached down and rubbed it against the stereo, saying “You see, static”. He placed it in mid air, inches off the ground, and what do you know, the little thing started to dance!

Off we went, extremely pleased with our fantastic purchases, already planning to send them back to Australia to show friends and family, all the while wondering why he wasn’t a millionaire if he’s discovered how to make cardboard cartoon characters fly.

Let me tell you why that man isn’t a millionaire

Later that night at Jo and Lisa’s hotel, I couldn’t contain myself; I wanted to see Pikachu dance again. So i ripped open the packet, sprung from the bed and proceeded to rub Pikachu all over the television set, just like the street seller had directed.

Well you can probably guess what happened next. After I thought he was static enough, I held him out in mid air and let go, fully expecting him to start dancing a jig to the music video on the television. My keen anticipation soon turned to dismay as I watched him float sadly to the ground. He wasn’t jiggling!

But don’t worry, we didn’t give up straight away. Jo and Lisa jumped off the bed, “No look Anna this is how you do it”, “No you have to rub it on the speakers so the sound waves get to it”, but alas - my little Pokemon refused to fly!

I grabbed the wrapper it came in and found the ‘manual’, reading it out loud I said:

“FASTEN AN END OF THE THREAD AT 20CM…”

“oh @#$%^&*, no wonder the little f*cker doesn’t dance”.

Yeah, so not once that whole time had it crossed our minds that; perhaps rubbing cardboard on an electronic communication device didn’t make it levitate, that perhaps not even static electricity can make paper cut outs of Pokemons jiggle spontaneously in mid air to European dance music, and perhaps the reason that man looked so smug; was because he probably fools dozens of silly girls like us every day.

The next night, Jo and I were having drinks in town and we saw a similar guy selling dancing Pikachus, but as we were getting ready to confront him, he got into a fight with a woman who ended up throwing his stereo across the street in a fit of rage. We watched it smash with pleasure, and cheered as she swiftly escaped on her bicycle. Man karma is sweet.

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