Italy - Days one [There were 32 hours of Day one - time change you know]
I am home from Italy. It was utterly fantastic. As was Switzerland. Details? Wow. Where to begin? Hmm...I image I'll ramble a lot, but I'll try to do so in a sequential manner. I left on May 19th, which was a Thursday. I was exhausted before it started, because from the Tuesday before until said Thursday I'd gotten like...4 hours of sleep. Due to a) Jesse leaving and my being depressed or what not and b) the Star Wars premire. Which was May 18th/19th (it was at midnight) and utterly fantastic. Dude, it was amazing. So we leave PJC at 7:00 a.m. I'm a bit too keyed up to sleep, so I start talking to Stefanie, who actually turns out to be pretty cool. Proof that first impressions are occasionally mistaken. I thought I'd hate her, but alas, I didn't. At least not until the last couple of nights before we came home, and then it really wasn't hate. Okay, off topic. So we drive to Atlanta, bum around the airport a bit, I eat baaad Pizza Hut and we got on the plane. Enter my amazement because the scenery was SO amazing, and Erika and I took photos of said scenery. So we ate (non-vegitarian, I was pissed. I picked out the veggies.) and went to sleep. Which was nice. Slept for about 6 hours and woke up over this mountian range in Spain who's name I can say but cannot spell. Ask Erika. Took photos of that. Flew over Barcelona. Then we're over Italy. So I took photos of the Italian coastline and ended up sitting in Erika's lap to see. We also saw a cruise boat. OH! And we saw a big ass ocean liner or millitary vessel in the Atlantic, which was cool. We listened to Transatlanticism while we were over the Atlantic. Lame? Yes, we are. Okay, so we land in Rome and find a bathroom and brush our teeth. Get through customs, which is a complete pushover. You walk through a room. No stopping, no questions, no nothing. 'Twas kickass. Make it out of the Rome airport (piss Charlie off while doing so b/c we went to get a cup of coffee because Kermit said we could, but apparently we didn't have time. Lose .75 euro for a cup of coffee I never get to drink) and get on a bus. Look at the scenery for a while and fall asleep. Wake up, we're in NAPLES. Get to the hotel, almost cry because it's gnarly and raunchy. Oh well. Finally go explore. Go to eat, only to find nothing open. Run into Charlie, find a place to eat, have amazing pizza. Go walk around with Erika, Charlie and Kermit. Go back to the hotel, find Kad and M.E., go walk around with them to find a shopping district that Charlie showed us and promptly get lost and climb to the top of fucking Naples. Or well, not the top but pretty damn close to it. Go back to the restaraunt at which we ate and proceede to get smashed. ("Hey, you guys get wine, I want a cold beer." Order first pint of Heiniken. "Hmm, I think I'll have a second." Order second pint of Heiniken. "Ah, this third one's my last." Order third pint of Heiniken. "Ah fuckkit, gimme a fourth!" Order fourth pint of Heiniken.) Stagger back to the hotel and go to bed because Erika won't let me go out.
I really don't feel like typing day two, so you're going to get it in installments.
Photos will follow all the wordage. There are a lot of them.