19 April 2005 - Geneva Airport
My feet are killing me. We're waiting for the check-in for our flight to Rome. All day has been spent wandering aimlessly.
Last night two girls from California checked in. Thea and I played Spit and randomly walked down to the Reformer's Wall at 10 PM. Dark and creepy park, ahhh! This morning we checked out and there was a message from Dad checking up on me. I'll e-mail him back from Rome. We went out for breakfast with the Cali girls and then after check-out, Thea and I went to the archaeological site under the cathedral. It was cool, very much like the Museum of Anthropology and Archaeology in Montreal.
Then we dumped our backpacks at the train station, wandered aimlessly, had lunch at the same place we had breakfast (it's like Movenpick, but cheaper). We also went to the UN and had a tour. Would've done the Red Cross Museum too but it was closed.
Anyway. Rome calls: pasta... gelato... a new Pope?
Last night two girls from California checked in. Thea and I played Spit and randomly walked down to the Reformer's Wall at 10 PM. Dark and creepy park, ahhh! This morning we checked out and there was a message from Dad checking up on me. I'll e-mail him back from Rome. We went out for breakfast with the Cali girls and then after check-out, Thea and I went to the archaeological site under the cathedral. It was cool, very much like the Museum of Anthropology and Archaeology in Montreal.
Then we dumped our backpacks at the train station, wandered aimlessly, had lunch at the same place we had breakfast (it's like Movenpick, but cheaper). We also went to the UN and had a tour. Would've done the Red Cross Museum too but it was closed.
Anyway. Rome calls: pasta... gelato... a new Pope?