Ooooh yeah...
Starting off with a random quote:
With the coming of the Second World War, many eyes in imprisoned Europe turned hopefully, or desperately, toward the freedom of the Americas. Lisbon became the great embarkation point. But, not everybody could get to Lisbon directly, and so a tortuous, roundabout refugee trail sprang up - Paris to Marseilles... across the Mediterranean to Oran... then by train, or auto, or foot across the rim of Africa, to Casablanca in French Morocco. Here, the fortunate ones through money, or influence, or luck, might obtain exit visas and scurry to Lisbon; and from Lisbon, to the New World. But the others wait in Casablanca... and wait... and wait... and wait.
So... for those of you who I have forgotten to tell:
1) My travel blog is here. Pictures, or links to pictures, are included.
2) I'm in Germany until March 1.
2 a) No, I won't be coming home for Christmas or New Years. I'll be going to Ireland instead.
3) ...
Hm, I may have forgotten my third point...
Email me if you want a more personalized update, I'm fairly amazing at responding to emails. =)
...Another point, though not exactly one I wanted to make up above:
I love Europe. It's expensive, but worth it and I wouldn't trade my time here for ANYTHING.
I do miss Pequod's pizza, though.
(((Upon looking at old posts, it's impressive to see how much I've grown and changed over the past years. I'm certain that these changes are wholly good.)))
With the coming of the Second World War, many eyes in imprisoned Europe turned hopefully, or desperately, toward the freedom of the Americas. Lisbon became the great embarkation point. But, not everybody could get to Lisbon directly, and so a tortuous, roundabout refugee trail sprang up - Paris to Marseilles... across the Mediterranean to Oran... then by train, or auto, or foot across the rim of Africa, to Casablanca in French Morocco. Here, the fortunate ones through money, or influence, or luck, might obtain exit visas and scurry to Lisbon; and from Lisbon, to the New World. But the others wait in Casablanca... and wait... and wait... and wait.
So... for those of you who I have forgotten to tell:
1) My travel blog is here. Pictures, or links to pictures, are included.
2) I'm in Germany until March 1.
2 a) No, I won't be coming home for Christmas or New Years. I'll be going to Ireland instead.
3) ...
Hm, I may have forgotten my third point...
Email me if you want a more personalized update, I'm fairly amazing at responding to emails. =)
...Another point, though not exactly one I wanted to make up above:
I love Europe. It's expensive, but worth it and I wouldn't trade my time here for ANYTHING.
I do miss Pequod's pizza, though.
(((Upon looking at old posts, it's impressive to see how much I've grown and changed over the past years. I'm certain that these changes are wholly good.)))