So I have chronicled my Spring Break with Ed pretty throughly. That also means that it's REALLY long. So you only have to read what interests you, I have listed the events chronologically and with a number so you can read more in detail what you want, or you could just browse this first part and get the gist. So first is this list, and then whatever you want to read more of, go to the bottom of the post and find the corresponding number/letter. Btw, this only covers my Spring Break with Ed. I also went to Greece but I'm going to do that one in a few days.
Amsterdam
Friday March 7th:
A1- Arrived in Amsterdam alone, stayed at Christian Hostel
A2- Visited Anne Frank House
A3- First Impressions of Amsterdam- language, bikes, trams, niceness, blonde, etc.
Saturday March 8th:
A4- Picked Ed up at the airport!
A5- Stayed in a house boat that was a hostel! Really cool
A6- Walking around A’dam
A7- Met these two Irish guys and went out to Breakfast with them
A8- First night of nightlife…
Sunday March 9th:
A9- Went to the Rijksmuseum/weird tram guy trying to sell us drugs
A10- Canal boat tour! SO cool, saw lots of A’dam
A11- Sex Museum!
Spain
Monday March 10th:
S1- Flight over on a discount airline
S2- Our Spanish Hostel
S3- Reina Sofia Museum
S4- Museo de Jamon!
S5- Puerta del Sol, Plaza Mayor
S6- Saw where Ilived…kind of….
S7- Don’t remember what we did that night!
Tuesday, March 11th
S8- Class/Sorrollo Musuem
S9-Retiro! Rowed little boats!
S10- Experience Spain! Wine and Tapas
S11- Purse Theft! The chase!
S12- Mixed drinks are so much better here
Wednesday, March 12th
S13- Prado museum
S14- Asian Karaoke!
S15- Review of what Ed thought of Spain
London
Thursday, March 13th:
L1- A little difficult figuring everything out: learned that Londoners are the nicest people EVER.
L2- Perfect timing for Ryan
L3- Everything was just so “English”
L4- Camden town
L5- First English Pub, followed by quiet night in the dorms.
Friday, March 14th:
L6- Seeing the town, walking around
L7- It is SO expensive here!
L8- London Aquarium
L9- Saw the movie 10,000 bc…ehhhh
L10- Partied like Englishmen! (well not really…but we danced our hearts out!)
Saturday, March 15th
L11- Portabello Road!
L12- Back to the airport
Amsterdam AGAIN!
But just for 12 hours: 9pm Saturday – 9am Sunday
A12: Happy to be back. Walked around coffee shopping…
A13: A’dam is REALLY shady at night
A14: Passed a dead woman on the sidewalk….
A15: In the freezing cold train station with nothing to do but try to keep each other warm.
A16: The end of our trip together: my thoughts.
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A1: Because I wanted to meet Ed and not have him even be a second in Europe where I wasn't there (because that would be a waste!), I got to A'dam a day early. I wasn't really sure what I was doing so I chose to stay in a Christian hostel called "Shelter City." I knew they had a lock-out and I would be in an all female dorm, so I figured it'd be safe too, especially because I didn't know what to expect from A'dam. It turned out to be a GREAT decision. They had a free hostel dinner that night and it was a lot more Christian than I thought and the staff put on skits and there was a visiting group from Northwestern College in Iowa doing a missionary trip to Amsterdam. Everyone was so nice and I was SO happy a chose to say there. I'm sure my parents were happy too that I was safe.
A2: That day I was by myself, I visited the secret annex where Anne Frank lived for years in hiding with two other families. I'd read the book when I was younger and it was really interesting to see exactly the house and rooms where she lived, and was betrayed. The museum was run really well too.
A3: So this is what I thought of Amsterdam: It was a beautiful city! Even though it was rainy and cold (the first thing I bought were gloves!) It was beautiful to be constantly on the water and it was very european how bikes got the right of way in every situation. While there I learned to constantly be multitasking: watching out for Bikes, Cars, and Trams! Riding on a tram was pretty cool. Also, EVERYONE is perfectly bilingual and it put me to shame that many people spoke more than just English and Dutch. Everyone also thought I was dutch, I guess because I'm blonde and a little nordic looking. Dutch was interesting to listen to also. They could speak my language really well and as I would even attempt to read street signs I would butcher theirs!
A4: I was so anxious waiting for Ed I was almost nauseous! When I finally saw his face I was overwhelmed like I can't even describe! I couldn't believe he was actually standing in front of me! I hadn't seen him since December 17th!! It was a little weird for the first hour or so to actually look at him. I kind of had to reacquaint myself with him again, his face, his voice, his everything. But after a little while I was at home with him again and SO happy. :)
A5: The hostel we stayed at was called the "Vita Nova." It was a house boat on a canal about five minutes from the train station. It was pretty cool to be staying on a boat! Our room (or "cabin") was small of course (boats always are) and the ceilings were low, but it was just for the two of us and was all we needed.
A6: So after Ed rested up a little we took a walk around Amsterdam! I showed him everything that I'd discovered from walking around yesterday (it proved useful that one of us knew a tad about where we were going). I showed him the "smartshops" where they sell magic mushrooms inside the stores! Like, in little sealed plastic containers! I still can't believe they're legal like that!
A7: As we were walking, we were loosely looking around for the Van Gogh museum. As we were staring at a map, these two Irish guys asked us if they could borrow it. Long story short, they turned out to be SO COOL and we went and got breakfast together. We did what a couple young kids in Amsterdam would do, if you catch my drift and had a really great time. Their named were something along the lines of Rich and Eoin. Both 20 years old. cool, cool, guys. Just in A'dam for the weekend too. As we were walking around Ed got hit by a bike!!! I told you about that multi-tasking! But I think it was a little difficult after our breakfast in the coffeeshop... HAHAHA
A8: By nightlife I mean that we went to the hotel to take a nap before going out and were both passed out by nine and slept all night! But that was ok, because we both woke up at about 5am and just talked for a couple hours and got to know each other again because it had been SOO long. That was an awesome morning.
A9: The Rijksmuseum was pretty cool. Lots of old art. Lots of HUGE art! It's amazing how they can paint with so much detail! The line to get in was really long, but hey, that's part of the experience, right? We took the tram back and there was the WEIRDEST guy trying to sell us cocaine on the tram. Very strange experience, but that's Amsterdam for you.
A11: We were wondering around later and found the Amsterdam Sex Museum, which is apparently the oldest sex museum in Europe. It was only 3eur to get in so we wondered on in and saw all this stuff on sex through the ages dating back to the romans and ancient chinese and sexual images on pottery found in archaeological sites! Interesting, but more dirty than interesting. Very "Amsterdam." I couldn't tell you where it was though, it just kind of popped up on us.
S1: Our first flight on a discount airline was....discount. General seating worked in our favor. Ryan air is like McDonald colors and there is NO luxury at all; the seats don't recline, there's no magazine pocket in front of you, etc. But we didn't need anything fancy. It was cheap and got us where we needed to go! Madrid!
S2: In Spain we stayed at the Hostal Numancia near the Tirso de Molina metro. It was not the nicest looking building, but it definitely had character! I thought the room was great. It lacked things like a closet or mirror, but with the two twin beds pushed together, it made it a king, and the ceilings were high and we had a nice big window. I liked it.
S3: After a short rest we went to the Reina Sofia modern art museum. I'd had this planned out because I knew Ed would like it. We got to see all sorts of modern art that he's interested in, especially since he took an art history course on it. Picasso, Miro, Man Ray, and most especially Dali. We hardly were able to scratch the surface of this museum, but maybe one day we'll be back and see all of it.
S4: Amsterdam was really expensive because we didn't really know where to go to get cheap food, but in Spain I took him to Museo de jamon! The Spainish love their ham and this is my favorite place to eat lunch because I hardly ever get anything for more than 2eur and am always satisfied!
S5: Showed him around Madrid: The Puerta del Sol ("Sol"), characterized by Tio Pepe! Saw the cafe, Faborit, where I like to study, Plaza Mayor with some cool art work on the buildings. Just the basics.
S6: I had to go home and change out my clothes for clean ones (I'd packed very little for Amsterdam) but because my senora is who she is, Ed had to wait in the hallway of the apt. building as I did this! Jacquelyn got to meet him though which is good, and he got to put a picture to where I go everyday.
S7: I can't remember what we did this night. Help me out, Ed!
S8: I had a class from 11:15-12:45, so while I was doing that (and being extremely antsy because I just wanted to get out to be with Ed!) Ed went to the Sorrolla museum which is just down the street from my school. I haven't been there but it's only like 1.50eur to get in, so I should go before I leave Spain.
S9: It was a beautiful beautiful sunny day, so I skipped my afternoon class and we went to the park "Retiro." Which is like Madrid's central park. We walked around in the sunlight, took photos. It was beautiful. Ed suggested that we see how much it cost to rent a row boat for the lake. I'd never looked because I figured it'd be a lot, but it was only 4eur or something like that. It was SUCH A GOOD IDEA! It was breezy, sunny, gorgeous, and now we were in a boat on a lake together! Those were some of the most content moments of the whole trip. :)
S10: So that night I had a group project to do. Our project is on wine and we needed to visit a street in Madrid, sample a bunch of different Spanish wines and interview some people in the bars. At first I really didn't want to because Ed was there, but in the end we figured it'd be fun for him and he'd get to experience more of the Spanish culture than I probably would have showed him. So we went to four different wine bars in the old part of Madrid, tasted 16 different Spanish wines and ate some tapas. It was a really fun time. but....
S11: In the very first bar we went to one girl in our group Carolina, asked us to watch her purse as she did an interview. While we were watching it, some guy came up to us, on his cell phone and said in unintelligible english "speakyenglich??" he had to repeat it over and over again until we understood. The second we said "yes" he darted out the door, and with another guy and we realized that it was a team: one to distract us, and one to steal the purse. We take off out the door and run as fast as we could up the street but they were already gone! I felt SOO horrible that her purse was stolen. She was obviously very upset, but she handled it very well. Ed was such a good friend that night; he went in and out of little hole-in-the-wall bars and places around looking for where the guys might be hiding, while Carolina went to make a police report. We didn't end up finding the guy but the next day, the police found carolina's purse stashed somewhere and so she got it back. They'd taken the cash of course, but everything else was ok. I realized that now there's been a full 1/3 of students from our program robbed. I'm SO careful now, and I think Ed's a little worried about me now too. Just have to be vigilant!
S12: at the end of that crazy night, I wanted Ed to have a mixed drink in Spain so I could show him how much alcohol they put in the glass (a ton!!) Standard is always a full half of your glass filled with liquor! The bar tender filled it up half-way than said (in Spanish) "you're not driving are you?" And then gave him maybe another half a shots worth. This guy proved me right! I'm going to feel so cheated when I get back to the US!
S13: The next day I wanted to take Ed to the Prado. How can I describe the Prado in one paragraph?? I can't. It's HUGE. We also didn't even get to scrape the surface of this museum but I got to show him a few paintings I'd really want to and we wandered around in awe of how cool it was. We also got to see some of the people who have the job of reproducing famous works: That was Picasso's job when he lived in Madrid! It was pretty cool.
S14: We weren't really sure what to do with Ed's last night in Madrid, so we wandered around looking for a movie theatre and wanted to get some ice-cream. It turned out it was too late for all the movie theatres but before we found any ice cream we found an Asian karaoke bar! The drinks were WAY over priced (10eur for a rum/coke!) but we got to sing songs, and money comes and goes, right?? Ed sang some gnarles barkley, Alicia keys, and Doobie brothers and was a HIT, of course. I actually somehow found it in me to sing and I sang "A dios le pido" by Juanes. First time to sing in Spanish! I did awful by the way, because I underestimated how many words per second there were and found myself out of breath! But who really cares anyway, because we had a great time.
S15: So all in all, I LOVED having Ed in Spain because I'm here all the time knowing that he has no idea where I am all the time or what anything looks like. I always want to show him things when I'm out and about and now I've finally been able to! He won't be clueless anymore when I tell him I went bar hopping in Sol or something like that. He even got to see where I go to school. I don't know what ideals he had about Spaniards before, but I think whatever they were, they improved, which is good, because I really love it here. I'm so happy he finally made it. One more stop: London!
L1: London, of the three cities, was the one I was the most clueless about. But it all worked out because we figured it out together. On the bus from the airport, at the tube station, and on the city bus, we met the nicest people in the world! They went out of their way to help us find where we were going and did things they didn't really have to. (The coach driver drove us past our stop to where we were really going to need to be so we didn't have to walk.) The stereotypes were proven right!
L2: We were staying with our friend Ryan but honestly didn't really know how we were going to meet up with him. He had our arrival time in the airport but had NO idea how long it would take us to get to his neighborhood. (Highgate)We planned to meet him at this tube station, but couldn't even call him to tell him when we arrived. Ed had been saying that it would all work out because that's just the type of guy Ryan was. And guess what?? The SECOND we got off the bus in front of the tube station, Ryan was walking up! It was PERFECT timing! And he didn't even do it on purpose It worked out perfectly, and without a bit of stress, just like Ed said it would...
L3: On the way walking to Ryan's dorm, I can't even describe just how "English" everything was. We even passed a "Ms. Channing's School for Young Girls" or something like that. I felt like I was in the "A little Princess" movie. I loved it. Sure, it was rainy, but I really felt like I was "there." Ya know? It's hard to describe.
L4: After getting settled Ryan took us out to "Camden Town" which is an area where they have stands that sell cool t-shirts and all sorts of emo-wear. I bought some animal earrings! (black cats!) And we ate some cheap chinese food, and the most delicious donuts I've ever had in my life. They melted in my mouth. It was a cool little area and apparently the birth place of punk.
L5: On the way home Ryan took us to a pub, the name had an elephant in it, but I don't remember exactly. Very English also. Smelled like any old bar. Had a "pint." I loved being in England, despite the rain. After a drink we went back to Ryan's dorm to watch a movie and chill out. (we'd been traveling all day). Half way through the movie his friends came in and we were chatting and when they left, instead of putting back on the movie, the three of us really caught up. We had hardly spoken in more than two years so there was a lot to talk about and it felt really good. We all had stories to tell!
L6: This was really our only day to SEE London properly, so we went to Picadilly Circus, Trafalgar Square, we saw Westminter Abbey, the Palace of Westminster (Parliament) which includes Big Ben! And a whole bunch of other things. We saw the London eye too!
L7: The only draw back is that our stupid DOLLARS are hardly worth a thing when you change them into pounds. The exchange rate is fully 2 to 1, so every thing was not only expensive because we were in a big city, but DOUBLE that because our bank accounts were full of dollars! If I'd spent another day there I would have been starving on the streets! I loved London but couldn't spend a long amount of time there unless I was being paid in pounds.
L8: The one big site we went to was the London Aquarium. Ed said that it was one of the best in the world, so I'm really glad we got to go. It was certainly huge. We got to see all these sharks, and Ed got to share his aquatic expertise with us. I'm so proud of him sometimes. It was really cool.
L9: To do something chill we decided to go to a movie around dinner time. We saw 10,000 bc. Umm...cool special effects. REALLY cool... kind of a weak plot. Kind of like no plot. I drifted off at the end. I'm glad I saw it in theatres because the effects were way cool, but I'd save your money and rent something else if you miss it in theatres.
L10: That night all of Ryan's friends were going to their neighborhood pub called something along the lines a "Bugaloo" or "boogaloo." It was SO fun! The DJ was playing very danceable oldies. And while we could only have one drink each because my credit card wasn't "safe" enough (English credit cards have a special microchip in them, and that place only accepted those) We had an amazing time and danced SO MUCH! There was a big crowd and we got really sweaty but it felt good! It had been a long time since I got to dance like that. And of course Ed was a crowd pleaser! (I wouldn't expect anything less)
L11: Since our flight didn't leave until early evening we had the morning to do some stuff. We decided to just go to Portabello road which is an outdoor market that is really famous. You can get all kinds of stuff from Antique instruments, and household goods, to fresh bread and produce. It was interesting! And there was a song about it in a disney movie I used to watch when I was little and now I get to say I've been there!
L12: back to the airport. The reason that we were flying back to Amsterdam is because that's where Ed's plane flew out of. We didn't bother reserving a hostel for that night because there would have been no point. We were in the city for less than 12 hours so I figured we'd stay out all night...easier said than done.
A12: When we got back we were happy to be there again! It was nice to be some place familiar and it felt a little homey, especially since we'd liked it so much before. We went to a coffeeshop and had a good time talking and drawing pictures. At about 1am though they closed so we were back on the streets looking for more coffeeshops or cool bars to go to.
A13: What we learned doing that is that Amsterdam is REALLY shady at night. As we were wondering we found ourselves in the redlight district and there was nothing but the nastiest, creepiest men on that street at almost 2am. I was the only woman on the whole street and felt VERY uncomfortable. I was so glad Ed was with me. Just on that little walk we had some guy fake Ed out to punch him, Someone try to sell us "coca-cola" which I'm sure you can guess what that was, and ecstacy. I was so uncomfortable and worst of all, at 3 when all the bars closed we had NO place to go. And it was FREEZING. Ed's flight didn't leave until 9am so we had six more hours to kill...the WORST hours to be in the city. (But at least I had Eddie with me. :) )
A14: This was the most disturbing thing that happened: We were taking a walk along the canal by central station and we pass a woman lying down on the sidewalk, fetal position. She was lying so still. I figured she was homeless and had just decided to sleep there. As we got closer we realized that she was dressed fine and carrying a shopping bag and wasn't homeless. I just figured she was in a rough point in her life...I didn't even think of doing anything because I didn't know WHAT to do. This sounds bad, but I really noticed her panty-line, and in retrospect that should have tipped me off that she was lying TOO still...but it didn't. And we walked around her and kept on our way. I turned around to look at her face because I felt really bad for her, and her eyes were closed and her face was scrunched up....but I kept walking. About 30 minutes later or so, Ed and I are walking back in the other direction and we see an ambulance there, with no sirens and everybody moving slowly. They had the woman we had passed on a stretcher and covered in a white sheet. Ed and I kept rationalizing that maybe she wasn't dead, but there's no denying that she was. I'm sure that she was already dead the first time we passed her. I said a little prayer in my head but was very disturbed. At least Ed was with me. But I've never seen anything like that in my life....
A15: Our last few hours in Amsterdam were pretty unpleasant because we decided to go back to the train station where it was much more safe and stay there until we could go to the airport. It was so cold! We just sat on the ground and watched south park episodes on the ipod and when we'd get too cold we'd get up and walk around. We did this for hours and poor Ed had the sniffles the next week. At least we were together.
A16:I went to the airport with him of course and went with him as far as I could go. It was a little sad because I had finally gotten to see him after missing him so much and didn't want him to go! I hadn't seen him in about three months but right when we were back together I just loved him so much again like I had before! In a way though I was happy because I felt so blessed that he'd gotten to visit me at all...it wasn't easy to organize and very expensive and I really appreciate that he came. This trip marked about the half-way point of our separation, so every day that goes by I get a little closer to seeing him again. We had such a good time. And I really had to just keep thinking, money comes and goes and not to worry. It was really unforgettable and not something a lot of young couples get to do. Can't wait for our next adventure!
