Let’s get back on this horse.
This is Sperlonga. It’s a couple hours by train and bus from Rome.It’s a really cool little town on the coast of the Mediterranean that our professor knew of somehow.It was really nice having someone experienced showing us all of the hidden things to see because there’s no way we would have ever found out about this place otherwise.We only spent about six hours in this place but it was one of the few cities that had no assignments involved. Completely on leisure time.Every memory I have of this place is a good memory.
So, the week in…we’ll say Piedmont…may have been the best part of this journey. Every part of Europe has it’s own beauty, but this place stands apart.From the raging rivers to the towering mountains. Every hike we went on gave us something new and always left us breathless. Either because we were out of shape or the views were just so overwhelming.
This was one of the best moments on the trip, traversing the rough terrain to end up at the base of a massive waterfall. And getting soaked.We made walking sticks trendy.
And then we got to the man-made structures. Too much.
I was burnt out after studying architecture all day and sleeping in 8 different beds in 5 weeks and this made me forget all about that. But just so I don’t sound ungrateful, this wasn’t a vacation from a vacation, I was in class most of the time.
And I loved every minute of it.
You know, we spent a lot of time in some of the most amazing and beautiful places in Europe. But there was something too cool about Switzerland.It may have something to do with the scenery.Or that we were able to chill with friendly locals.Maybe it’s because you can go swimming in a cold lake on a hot summer day and be surrounded by huge snowy mountains. For some reason those mountains are blue in Luzern.
Wait, it’s actually because I got to drive in Switzerland. That makes sense.
No time for words.
So, this tour ended up being pretty intense, and the lack of fast internet combined with my tiny, incapable computer meant blogging was more of a chore. So I’m going back to where I left off…in Milan.
We were never supposed to see Milan. We were going to get off our train there and get on a bigger train 30 minutes later to Paris. But apparently our little train didn’t handle earthquakes too well and had to stop. Which meant we arrived in Milan a few hours late…
No big deal, transportation never worked for us so we were used to it. We spent a few hours in an empty train station until we were able to find a train that left around 24 hours later and a hotel for the night.
So we spent the day in Milan, with zero planning ahead of time, and did quite well for ourselves. Even on such a dreary day.