- USA
- Ireland
- France
- Belgium
- Back in France
- May 30, 2005Mexican Princesses
- May 31, 2005Versaille
- June 1, 2005Last Day in Paris
- June 2, 2005Coast of Marseille
- May 3, 2005Callanques of Marseille
- June 4, 2005Leaving Marseille
- June 5, 2005Busted Ankle
- June 6, 2005Healing in St. Raphael
- June 7, 2005Bongos on the Beach
- June 8, 2005Goodbye, St. Raphael - Hello Cannes
- June 9, 2005Antibes Daytrip
- June 10, 2005Chilling in Cannes
- June 11, 2005To Nice with the Finns
- Monaco
- Switzerland
- Germany
- Austria
- Hungary
- Poland Fun
- June 29, 2005Zakopane
- June 30, 2005Hiking in the Tatry Mountains
- July 1, 2005Trail of Wooden Architecture
- July 2, 2005Krakow Jazz Festival
- July 3, 2005Kazimierz
- July 4, 2005Goral Burger
- July 5, 2005Ciupagi
- July 6, 2005Czestochowa
- July 7, 2005Trainhopping
- July 8, 2005Happy Birthday Mom!!!
- July 9, 2005Happy Birthday Jack
- July 10, 2005Banana Riding
- July 11, 2005First Russian Embassy Visit
- Poland Family
- July 12, 2005Family, at Last
- July 13, 2005Mom's Schoolfriends
- July 14, 2005Muddy Ponds
- July 15, 2005Partying in Poznan
- July 16, 2005A Relaxing Day
- July 17, 2005Sheeshah Bar
- July 18, 2005Five Souvereign Lands
- July 19, 2005The Good News
- July 20, 2005Another Family Function
- July 21, 2005Just Chilling
- July 22, 2005The Best Bike Ever
- July 23, 2005Looking for a Home by the Baltic Sea
- July 24, 2005Copernicus and the Boyscouts
- July 25, 2005Visas are Set to Go
- July 26, 2005Luxury
- July 27, 2005A Day at Work
- Russia
- July 28, 2005Back in St. P Looking for 1UP
- July 29, 2005Peter's Pimpin' Palace and the Neverending Nights
- July 30, 2005Big Bad Moscow
- July 31, 2005Beating Birches
- August 1, 2005Off to Siberia
- August 2, 2005Drinking with the Guards
- August 3, 2005Big, Rolling Trans-Siberian Party
- August 4, 2005Pack up, Only Six Hours Left
- August 5, 2005Irkutsk
- August 6, 2005Swimming in Lake Baikal
- August 7, 2005Drenched
- August 8, 2005Partying with Uzbeks
- August 9, 2005I Love You Omul, I Heart Baikal
- August 10, 2005Pushed out of Russia
- Mongolia
- China
- August 26, 2005Chasing Buses
- August 27, 2005Looking for the Opera
- August 28, 2005Sleeping on a Wall
- August 29, 2005Trying to Find the Opera Once Again
- August 30, 2005Forbidden City and Searching for the Opera
- August 31, 2005The Opera Sucks
- September 1, 2005Hutongs and Strange Food
- September 2, 2005The Peking Ducks Incident
- September 3, 2005Beijing Shopping
- September 4, 2005The Dirt Market and Tiger Penis Vodka
- September 5, 2005Temples, Temples, and More Temples
- September 6, 2005The Amazing Summer Palace
- September 7, 2005Goodbye Asia
- Back in the USA
World Trip
Coming to Geneva
Getting up was a little tough this morning because of how little sleep I got. I had to be at the train station by ten so I was first to leave. I said bye to the girls, made plans to meet up in Budapest, and headed off.
I spent most of the day on the train. I spent a bunch of time writing in the journal, sleeping a bit, and watching the world fly by from the restaurant car.
At some point I started talking with this French girl named Sarah. She was quite a character. She bought me a coffee and we chatted for a while. She does not like chocolate, but loves chocolate ice cream, and had a ridiculous nicotine addiction. I would have loved to hang out with he longer, but she was catching another train from the stop right before Geneva.
I got to Geneva and got info on the hostels. Situation did not look good. There are only two hostels in Geneva, one independent and the other Hosteling International. Both were fully booked. The independent one was so fully booked they did not even man the reception. So I went to the other one and after standing in line for a good half an hour found out it was really booked as well, with no walking spots free. So I asked if I could camp in the back, but was denied. I called a camping ground and they actually had room, so that was my fallback plan. However, they told me to wait until 7 pm because that is until when reservations are honored.
I sat around and tried to charge my laptop, but their outlets are funny. They accept the two prongs that most of Europe takes as well, but their grounding pin is placed in a funny place and the plug shape has a strange hexagonal shape. I had to widdle my plug adapted down to fit.
Luckily I was able to get a bed, and headed off to do laundry. There I met a girl from Newfoundland who is currently doing an internship working with some UN NGO's. She has lived and studied Russian in St. Petersburg for six months, so we had lots of great stories to exchange. I tried to convince her to get me into a private tour of the UN building, but there was nothing she could do.
I am now finishing up the day relaxing in the hostel writing this journal and getting ready for a full day of seeing Geneva tomorrow.
