Jen's Journal

In similar fashion as David Letterman I have decided to break the trip into my

Top Ten List of European Moments:

-hiking up to the hill town San Bernidino, (above the Cinque Terre), only to find locals, a handful of tourists, a great view, and the best cafe in the area

-eating the rich delicious french food

-watching Betty inadvertantly nailing people with her rolling suitcase as we wandered aimlessly through the Paris metro, the bussling streets of Nice and the Rome train station

-the morning smell of the patisseries and boulangeries as the workers pulled the pastries and breads from their ovens

-sitting on a balcony in Orvieto with my Dad, drinking a bottle of local red wine while snacking on some pizza, a bagette and some cheese

-watching Dad and Dal try pull Betty out of the ticket gate in the Metro station, (the gate shut on her in such a way that she could not go forward or backward-she was stuck)

-experiencing our language barrier, namely the restaurant in Orvieto where the server figured speaking french instead of italian would be easier, this lead to Dalvanir speaking portuguese, Dad speaking broken English, myself speaking very poor french and Betty miming out what she wanted to order, (the whole restaurant seemed to be watching)

-being woken up by Dal at 7:00 our first night in Paris, then having Dad come tell us to go back to sleep as it was only 1:30, he had read the watch upside down

-swiss chocolate

-having a the conductor from the Italian Train threaten to arrest the lot of us after we failed to mark the date on our Euro RailPass, he went on to take our passports and tickets as insurance and held us hostage on the train for the next 6 stops