Of course I said yes and he is thrilled beyond belief! The planning is in full force, but no date has been set yet!
Sunday, August 17, 2008
It's official...we're engaged!
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Milano - our final day in Italia...Boo!
After 2 wonderful days in Firenze, Monty and I hopped on our final train to Milano. 
This is a picture of the enormous Milano train station, you can't even see the wings on either side of the main entrance because they wouldn't fit in teh picture! Although I was ready to come home after being away for more than 6 weeks, I was still very sad to leave Italia.
This is a picture of the enormous Milano train station, you can't even see the wings on either side of the main entrance because they wouldn't fit in teh picture! Although I was ready to come home after being away for more than 6 weeks, I was still very sad to leave Italia.After we arrived and checked into our awesome hotel room. 
No kidding...it was the nicest one by far and all by accident via online booking! Check out the name of the hotel. That's right, it says it's the white Monty and how true that is!
No kidding...it was the nicest one by far and all by accident via online booking! Check out the name of the hotel. That's right, it says it's the white Monty and how true that is!We headed to the Duomo. 
Monty and I were awestruck when we came up from the Metro at it's size and beauty. 
It's absolutely huge and I think the white marble makes it look even larger 
than it is, if that's possible. The inside was incredible and absolutely beautiful. 
This is a picture of me standing next to the Duomo, but of course means very little because I'm so short.
Monty and I were awestruck when we came up from the Metro at it's size and beauty. 
It's absolutely huge and I think the white marble makes it look even larger 
than it is, if that's possible. The inside was incredible and absolutely beautiful. 
This is a picture of me standing next to the Duomo, but of course means very little because I'm so short.Right next to the Duomo is a mall. Monty loved the tile floor and had to take a picture!
The children's toy is actually a bee! We saw it on a playground in one of the city parks! Monty and I had a great time in Milano and were very sad to come back to reality.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Views of Firenze
We spent two wonderful days in Firenze. Somehow I lucked into booking a hotel, one of Rick Steves' favorites, right in the heart of the old part of Firenze within walking distance of everything we wanted to see! The hotel was perfect, the people were so helpful and cheerful, we had a room with our own bathroom and we didn't have to treck our luggage up any stairs! Monty was the most excited about no stairs.
The guy at the front desk pointed us to all of the sites and we were off. Thankfully, Monty and I headed first to see Michelangelo's David. You are supposed to be able to reserve a time to see the David, but unfortunately for us, the computer was down so we had to stand in line. But...much to Monty's relief, the line moved quickly and we got into the museum quickly. Just like most of the museums we visited, taking photographs was prohibited. I was immediately bummed! But, when we did see the David, everyone else was taking pictures, so I snapped one too!
I figured if the Asian man with the professional camera wasn't getting kicked out of the museum, that I could definitely snap one before I was thrown out and it's the first picture on the slide show!
The David was very impressive, but I was most struck by the disporportionate size of his hands and feet in comparision to the rest of his body. I thought everything was to scale, except the hands and feet, but what do I know?
After seeing the David, we headed over to the Duomo to climb the 414 steps to the top [the tower on the right is what we climbed]! It was an interesting climb to say the least. 
The higher you go, the narrower the stairs and it seemed the more people trying to go both up and down. I was a little on edge the higher we got because I'm petrified of small spaces and getting stuck, but I made it and Monty was a trooper. 
Climbing was 100% my idea and I really think he just humored me with agreeing to go.
Later that evening we attended our second Italian Catholic mass in as many days at the Cattedrale di Santa Maria del Fiore [the cathedral next to the Duomo]. This time however, the scripture portion of th e program was printed in several languages, including English so Monty and I were able to follow along. The inside of this Cattedrale was much simplier than Basilicia in Vienze, but was absolutely beautiful. And...we sat right up front. We arrived about 15 minutes before the mass began and sat in the wooden pews under the dome. I can't imagine how many people sat in those same seats over the years.
The next day we decided to visit some of the Basilicias. We went to Basilicia di San Lorenzo and Basilicia di Santa Maria Novella.
They were both very beautiful and completely different. Of course, pictures inside were prohibited, but Monty did get several great ones outside of each. Despite the plain exterior of the Basilicia di San Lorenzo, the inside was extremely ornate and beautiful. 
My only complaint about the 2 is that no air moves inside and even though we were there early in the morning, the heat inside was oppressive.
The final picture is of the gardens outside the Basilicia di Santa Maria Novella.
Firenze has several Basilicas and after visiting 2 Monty and I decided we had seen it all. Boy were we wrong...the one we considered visiting and decided against was probably the most important of all. Why do you ask? Well...because Michelangelo, Dante and Galielo are all buried there. Moral of the story...Monty and I failed! I guess we'll just have to go back to Firenze again...
After visiting these Basilica's, Monty and I headed up to Piazzale Michelangelo and the Boboli gardens. The views from up there were spectacular of the city. While up there we walked through the cemetary outside Chiesa di San Miniato al Monte which is just up the hill from Piazzale Michelangelo. We didn't go inside the Chiesa, but the cemetary was beautiful and peaceful.
We had planned to tour the Boboli gardens as well, but decided against it when we got there and saw how much it cost to get inside. So instead we headed off down a small street and into an Italian grocery store to get some lunch. It was interesting trying to order sandwiches at the meat counter, but fortunately for me, the man that helped me spoke some English! Although, Monty's bread for his sandwich was good, he may have chipped a tooth if he hadn't been careful! We took our sandwiches and a bottle of wine and had our first picnic. It was memorable in that it was in Firenze and I sat in ice cream and who knows what else on the stoop we found.
Firenze, although completely different from Vienzia, was awesome! We both loved it and will probably go back at some point!
The guy at the front desk pointed us to all of the sites and we were off. Thankfully, Monty and I headed first to see Michelangelo's David. You are supposed to be able to reserve a time to see the David, but unfortunately for us, the computer was down so we had to stand in line. But...much to Monty's relief, the line moved quickly and we got into the museum quickly. Just like most of the museums we visited, taking photographs was prohibited. I was immediately bummed! But, when we did see the David, everyone else was taking pictures, so I snapped one too!
I figured if the Asian man with the professional camera wasn't getting kicked out of the museum, that I could definitely snap one before I was thrown out and it's the first picture on the slide show!The David was very impressive, but I was most struck by the disporportionate size of his hands and feet in comparision to the rest of his body. I thought everything was to scale, except the hands and feet, but what do I know?
After seeing the David, we headed over to the Duomo to climb the 414 steps to the top [the tower on the right is what we climbed]! It was an interesting climb to say the least. 
The higher you go, the narrower the stairs and it seemed the more people trying to go both up and down. I was a little on edge the higher we got because I'm petrified of small spaces and getting stuck, but I made it and Monty was a trooper. 
Climbing was 100% my idea and I really think he just humored me with agreeing to go.Later that evening we attended our second Italian Catholic mass in as many days at the Cattedrale di Santa Maria del Fiore [the cathedral next to the Duomo]. This time however, the scripture portion of th e program was printed in several languages, including English so Monty and I were able to follow along. The inside of this Cattedrale was much simplier than Basilicia in Vienze, but was absolutely beautiful. And...we sat right up front. We arrived about 15 minutes before the mass began and sat in the wooden pews under the dome. I can't imagine how many people sat in those same seats over the years.
The next day we decided to visit some of the Basilicias. We went to Basilicia di San Lorenzo and Basilicia di Santa Maria Novella.
They were both very beautiful and completely different. Of course, pictures inside were prohibited, but Monty did get several great ones outside of each. Despite the plain exterior of the Basilicia di San Lorenzo, the inside was extremely ornate and beautiful. 
My only complaint about the 2 is that no air moves inside and even though we were there early in the morning, the heat inside was oppressive.
The final picture is of the gardens outside the Basilicia di Santa Maria Novella.Firenze has several Basilicas and after visiting 2 Monty and I decided we had seen it all. Boy were we wrong...the one we considered visiting and decided against was probably the most important of all. Why do you ask? Well...because Michelangelo, Dante and Galielo are all buried there. Moral of the story...Monty and I failed! I guess we'll just have to go back to Firenze again...
After visiting these Basilica's, Monty and I headed up to Piazzale Michelangelo and the Boboli gardens. The views from up there were spectacular of the city. While up there we walked through the cemetary outside Chiesa di San Miniato al Monte which is just up the hill from Piazzale Michelangelo. We didn't go inside the Chiesa, but the cemetary was beautiful and peaceful.
We had planned to tour the Boboli gardens as well, but decided against it when we got there and saw how much it cost to get inside. So instead we headed off down a small street and into an Italian grocery store to get some lunch. It was interesting trying to order sandwiches at the meat counter, but fortunately for me, the man that helped me spoke some English! Although, Monty's bread for his sandwich was good, he may have chipped a tooth if he hadn't been careful! We took our sandwiches and a bottle of wine and had our first picnic. It was memorable in that it was in Firenze and I sat in ice cream and who knows what else on the stoop we found.
Firenze, although completely different from Vienzia, was awesome! We both loved it and will probably go back at some point!
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Our First Tuscan Feast in Firenze
After we saw Michaelangelo's David this morning we trecked the 414 steps up the Duomo for some picture perfect views of Firenze.
We then ate some pie and came back to take a nap before heading to our second Italian Catholic mass in as many days. This was even better than yesterday because we sat right up front like we knew what we were doing. Monty and I guess that the 'pews' we were sitting on are circa 1700 at the youngest! They were so cool, but unfortunately photography inside the church is forbidden in Italy, along with shorts, although some Canadian was taking pics and decked out in shorts. But...I think my relationship with God is good and I didn't want to taint it by taking pics in Cathedral di Santa Maria del Fiore!
Next Monty and headed to Guido's. Seriously...that's the name of the restaurant we ate at and it was fabulous! 
I'm uploading a picture of our wine, one of Monty and our first course and a final one of me. I'll upload more pics from Firenze later in the trip because the Internt is pretty slow right now!
I'm uploading a picture of our wine, one of Monty and our first course and a final one of me. I'll upload more pics from Firenze later in the trip because the Internt is pretty slow right now!
First Time in 6 Weeks...
...I've dried my hair! I'm just a little excited about not looking like a raga-muffin. Seriously, I never thought I'd miss drying my hair until I hadn't done it in 6 weeks. What do you think? Get past the fact that my dress is wrinkled and I have on black flops with a navy dress and just focus on the awesome hair! Woo hoo!
Cindarelli, Cindarelli…
…we can help our Cindarelli. I’m not sure how many of you know the movie Cinderella as well as I do, but there’s a part of the movie where the mice are making her a dress for the ball and singing about it. It’s pretty funny.
Anyway…on the train today from Venezia to Firenze an alternative lifestyle couple got on the train in Bologne and sat right next to me and Monty that were sitting across from one another. We were sitting in a section of seats for 4 people and Monty and I were sitting across from each other next to the window. We had the 4 seats to ourselves for more than an hour of the ride and just assumed we would be alone for the entire trip.
But…in Bologne this couple joined us. The rotund one that sat next to Monty was the most interesting. He had his shades on the whole time…I guess his future is bright! With a pink belly shirt, neon pink nail polish, white man-capris and a rodeo-esk belt with bling! I’m not sure what he had on his feet because I never made it that far, but I do know the he shaves both his arms and his legs, because both were touching Monty as soon as he took his seat!
I was blessed with sitting next to the smaller of the 2 men who was a mouth breather! Monty and I just loved the remainder of our trip trying our best not to touch either of the 2 men!
The most exciting part of the trip was when the rotund partner’s phone began to ring playing the song from Cinderella. Neither he nor his mouth breathing friend awakened to the chorus of the song, but the rest of the cabin heard it loud and clear. To my amazement, they both awoke when the mouth breather’s alarm on his cell phone went off. Awesome! I know y’all are sad you missed it!
Anyway…on the train today from Venezia to Firenze an alternative lifestyle couple got on the train in Bologne and sat right next to me and Monty that were sitting across from one another. We were sitting in a section of seats for 4 people and Monty and I were sitting across from each other next to the window. We had the 4 seats to ourselves for more than an hour of the ride and just assumed we would be alone for the entire trip.
But…in Bologne this couple joined us. The rotund one that sat next to Monty was the most interesting. He had his shades on the whole time…I guess his future is bright! With a pink belly shirt, neon pink nail polish, white man-capris and a rodeo-esk belt with bling! I’m not sure what he had on his feet because I never made it that far, but I do know the he shaves both his arms and his legs, because both were touching Monty as soon as he took his seat!
I was blessed with sitting next to the smaller of the 2 men who was a mouth breather! Monty and I just loved the remainder of our trip trying our best not to touch either of the 2 men!
The most exciting part of the trip was when the rotund partner’s phone began to ring playing the song from Cinderella. Neither he nor his mouth breathing friend awakened to the chorus of the song, but the rest of the cabin heard it loud and clear. To my amazement, they both awoke when the mouth breather’s alarm on his cell phone went off. Awesome! I know y’all are sad you missed it!
A gondola ride and an Italian Mass…a First Class Day
Today Monty and I headed for Piazza San Marco in the morning. It was of course bustling with people, as I’m sure it is 24 hours a day. While we walked around we inquired as to the times of the Saturday afternoon mass in Basilica di San Marco and decided to come back later for the mass and to see inside.
Then we walked around, had some lunch and found a gondola for hire! Woo hoo! The ride was all I had imagined. The parts of the ride in the Grand Canal were hot because there was very little shade, but there was so much going on that we hardly noticed. It was a great way to see Venice and relax. Our gondolier did not talk much, but did tell us about a couple of the buildings along the Grand Canal, including the courthouse. If you ever go to Venice, you need to take a gondola ride. You can negotiate the price, which we did and I loved it. I think Monty enjoyed himself although I think he’s been secretly fearing it since I mentioned it months ago.
After a wonderful last day in Venezia, Monty and I headed back to our hotel to get ready for our Italian mass. We were a little late getting to the Basilica, but enjoyed what we did see. William, we’ll need you to translate the program for us because it’s all in Italian. All Monty and I understood were some Alleugiah’s, Amen’s and the Apostle’s Creed, but it was fantastic. The Basilica was absolutely beautiful and much more than I thought it would be. It was incredibly ornate. Also, the floor was like waves on the ocean. I’m assuming that is due to the settling of the building.
I absolutely loved Venezia! It was a little smelly, but that was mostly the French and Italians that fail to bathe on a regular basis. In fact, the canals were much less smelly than I was prepared for. I absolutely loved Venezia and would love to go back some day. There is plenty to do and so much Monty and I did not get to see. BTW…the water buses are fantastic. Monty kept laughing at me because I couldn’t ride them enough…what a great idea!
Friday, August 8, 2008
Wine is cheaper than water…
After my final yesterday afternoon Monty and I hopped on a train to Venice! Woo hoo! Although I do love beer and have loved all of it that I’ve had over the last 5 weeks, I’m thrilled to be in Italy with all this wine!
We had an uneventful train ride here, with the second train even having air conditioning which is almost unheard of on the Italian trains! We were smart enough, however, not to tempt the bathrooms.
Last night was rough to say the least. Because I booked our hotel about a month ago not knowing we could arrive on Thursday instead of Friday, I had to call at the last minute to get a room for last night. The best thing I can say is that we weren’t sleeping on the street, although it might have been cooler.
When we arrived, the guy at the front desk told us we were in the annex. Meaning, we went outside and walked to a completely different building. After walking up 4 flights of narrow stairs we arrived at our room. At first blush it appeared there were 2 twin beds, but upon closer examination it was really 2 twin cots with some sort of IKEA-esk type erector set around them. Seriously, we paid 58 euro last night to sleep on a cot made to look like a twin bed.
The best part of the room was the temperature. I don’t think it got below about 85 degrees all night long. The problem is, the buildings in Venice are so close together that if you’re not on a wide street, you get no breeze. Basically, we poured sweat all night long.
Did I mention we also were able to share a hallway bathroom with the other lucky ones relegated to the annex? Yep, I’m not sure this bathroom had been cleaned in months. I touched nothing, took a shower in my flops and only brushed my teeth because my breath was so bad, I could smell it. Basically, I would rather have bathed in the Grand Canal than our bathroom!
Our ‘wake up’ call was eye opening! Most people wake to the sun, their alarm or maybe even a rooster, but we were awakened by the banging of pans and hocking of loogies by the old lady across the window from us. It was a joy and one I’m very sorry you too will not experience.
We have now been moved into a room with A/C that is smaller, but at least clean. Things are looking up! One final mental image for y’all. The trash can in our room last night did have a bag, but had trash in it! Awesome!
We had an uneventful train ride here, with the second train even having air conditioning which is almost unheard of on the Italian trains! We were smart enough, however, not to tempt the bathrooms.
Last night was rough to say the least. Because I booked our hotel about a month ago not knowing we could arrive on Thursday instead of Friday, I had to call at the last minute to get a room for last night. The best thing I can say is that we weren’t sleeping on the street, although it might have been cooler.
When we arrived, the guy at the front desk told us we were in the annex. Meaning, we went outside and walked to a completely different building. After walking up 4 flights of narrow stairs we arrived at our room. At first blush it appeared there were 2 twin beds, but upon closer examination it was really 2 twin cots with some sort of IKEA-esk type erector set around them. Seriously, we paid 58 euro last night to sleep on a cot made to look like a twin bed.
The best part of the room was the temperature. I don’t think it got below about 85 degrees all night long. The problem is, the buildings in Venice are so close together that if you’re not on a wide street, you get no breeze. Basically, we poured sweat all night long.
Did I mention we also were able to share a hallway bathroom with the other lucky ones relegated to the annex? Yep, I’m not sure this bathroom had been cleaned in months. I touched nothing, took a shower in my flops and only brushed my teeth because my breath was so bad, I could smell it. Basically, I would rather have bathed in the Grand Canal than our bathroom!
Our ‘wake up’ call was eye opening! Most people wake to the sun, their alarm or maybe even a rooster, but we were awakened by the banging of pans and hocking of loogies by the old lady across the window from us. It was a joy and one I’m very sorry you too will not experience.We have now been moved into a room with A/C that is smaller, but at least clean. Things are looking up! One final mental image for y’all. The trash can in our room last night did have a bag, but had trash in it! Awesome!
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
My comparative tort class
...has been very interesting. I absolutely love torts! It was my favorite subject during my 1L year, so of course when a tort class was offered on this program I signed up for it.
Apparently we lucked out too because our professor is one, if not the, foremost authority on comparative tort in Europe. He has so much knowledge of torts and how the different European jurisdictions as well as the EU deal with tort cases that he sometimes winds up on tangets that have nothing to do with the material. He also gets very worked up when it comes to issues and/or cases he thinks are ridiculous. I love it!
Well, today we talked compensation for tort cases in various countries and learned that a Greek court allowed a fetus to recover under a bereavement theory for the loss of his/her grandmother. Apparently, the grandmother was killed in an accident with the mother-to-be in the car and the Greek court allowed the mother and the unborn fetus to recover bereavement losses for the injury. Are you kidding me? That is quite possibly the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard in my life! Fortunately, even with all of the squirly verdicts and payouts in the U.S. we don't have anything as ridiculous as a bereavement theory of recovery. What will they think of next?
Apparently we lucked out too because our professor is one, if not the, foremost authority on comparative tort in Europe. He has so much knowledge of torts and how the different European jurisdictions as well as the EU deal with tort cases that he sometimes winds up on tangets that have nothing to do with the material. He also gets very worked up when it comes to issues and/or cases he thinks are ridiculous. I love it!
Well, today we talked compensation for tort cases in various countries and learned that a Greek court allowed a fetus to recover under a bereavement theory for the loss of his/her grandmother. Apparently, the grandmother was killed in an accident with the mother-to-be in the car and the Greek court allowed the mother and the unborn fetus to recover bereavement losses for the injury. Are you kidding me? That is quite possibly the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard in my life! Fortunately, even with all of the squirly verdicts and payouts in the U.S. we don't have anything as ridiculous as a bereavement theory of recovery. What will they think of next?
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Redneck awesomeness!
So, I just received an e-mail that the lasershow is celebrating it's 25th anniversary this year. How awesome is that? I know most of you are not fans, but I think it's quite possibly the best part of the summer. My problem is that I cannot get anyone to go with me because they think it's cheesy, but I really think they won't go because you can't have alcohol.
Although I've had a great time in Austria, I'm really sad I likely won't be able to go this summer because Monty absolutely refuses to go and people watching sucks by yourself! Moral of the story, if you get a chance to go or if you've never been to the lasershow...you should go because you don't know what you're missing! It's PCB on steroids, mullets galore and I'm sure even more rednecks and tank tops than Daytona or Talladaga!
Although I've had a great time in Austria, I'm really sad I likely won't be able to go this summer because Monty absolutely refuses to go and people watching sucks by yourself! Moral of the story, if you get a chance to go or if you've never been to the lasershow...you should go because you don't know what you're missing! It's PCB on steroids, mullets galore and I'm sure even more rednecks and tank tops than Daytona or Talladaga!
Czech us out!
Monty and I headed to Prague last Thursday for a long weekend. We had interesting train ride to say the least. The Czech train was so old that the seats were made back when everyone's butts were smaller. So, Monty and I decided to take up a whole compartment with our stuff so no one would sit with us and it worked to a charm! Boy were we happy when we finally arrived.
Although that happiness was quickly quelled when we found out the information desk closed 2 minutes before we arrived at the window and the machines to buy tickets on the metro only took coins and the ATM only spit out bills. Did I mention when we walked out of the station, there were crack heads all over the park right outside the station and other scaries? To say that Monty and I were a little on edge is an understatement because both of us were carrying our packs and knew if someone accosted us or took something we could never chase them down with the loads we were carrying.
After a little bit of confusion however, we figured out which way to walk and set out for our hotel. Much to our delight, it was only about 6 or 8 blocks from the train station and in a much better part of town. Yay! Also, our room had A/C which I haven't had since I left Atlanta in July. Will it was much like the A/C units in Jerusalem.
Thursday night we just wandered around and found a place to eat supper and then got up early on Friday to see the sights. I think Monty and I were a little ambitious because we were absolutely exhausted by the end of the day. We saw everything at Prague Castle except for St. George's because the line was so long and then took the King's walk from the castle into Old Town.
Old Town was your typical tourist trap with tons of little stores selling their junk. We looked in a couple, but were smart enough not to buy anything!
Saturday we got up bright and early to see St. George's. Monty has an aversion to standing in lines, which I guess is good because we'll get to see more if we don't waste time standing in line. Fortunately for us, the weather on Saturday was rainy and the line to get in St. George's only took about 5 mintues. It was definitely worth the wait, because the inside was absolutely beautiful. I wish we could have gone to a service there.
Since the weather was crappy and the National Museum building was so beautiful, Monty and I headed there next. Although we enjoyed the building, we weren't much for the museum. But...there was fabulous people watching! I made Monty sit so I could stare at people for awhile and loved every second of it!
We ended our trip Saturday night with a pub crawl. It was interesting and we met a few people that were intertaining. The guy that was in charge of it on Saturday is from Wyoming, but has lived in Prague for the past 4 years. I never did hear how he came to live in Prague, but he loves it and travels all over the place. He has a huge chocolate lab that goes everywhere with him as well, including the bars!
Now, Monty is off in Budapest and Vienna and we're heading to Venice on Thursday afternoon.
Although that happiness was quickly quelled when we found out the information desk closed 2 minutes before we arrived at the window and the machines to buy tickets on the metro only took coins and the ATM only spit out bills. Did I mention when we walked out of the station, there were crack heads all over the park right outside the station and other scaries? To say that Monty and I were a little on edge is an understatement because both of us were carrying our packs and knew if someone accosted us or took something we could never chase them down with the loads we were carrying.
After a little bit of confusion however, we figured out which way to walk and set out for our hotel. Much to our delight, it was only about 6 or 8 blocks from the train station and in a much better part of town. Yay! Also, our room had A/C which I haven't had since I left Atlanta in July. Will it was much like the A/C units in Jerusalem.
Thursday night we just wandered around and found a place to eat supper and then got up early on Friday to see the sights. I think Monty and I were a little ambitious because we were absolutely exhausted by the end of the day. We saw everything at Prague Castle except for St. George's because the line was so long and then took the King's walk from the castle into Old Town.
Old Town was your typical tourist trap with tons of little stores selling their junk. We looked in a couple, but were smart enough not to buy anything!
Saturday we got up bright and early to see St. George's. Monty has an aversion to standing in lines, which I guess is good because we'll get to see more if we don't waste time standing in line. Fortunately for us, the weather on Saturday was rainy and the line to get in St. George's only took about 5 mintues. It was definitely worth the wait, because the inside was absolutely beautiful. I wish we could have gone to a service there.
Since the weather was crappy and the National Museum building was so beautiful, Monty and I headed there next. Although we enjoyed the building, we weren't much for the museum. But...there was fabulous people watching! I made Monty sit so I could stare at people for awhile and loved every second of it!
We ended our trip Saturday night with a pub crawl. It was interesting and we met a few people that were intertaining. The guy that was in charge of it on Saturday is from Wyoming, but has lived in Prague for the past 4 years. I never did hear how he came to live in Prague, but he loves it and travels all over the place. He has a huge chocolate lab that goes everywhere with him as well, including the bars!
Now, Monty is off in Budapest and Vienna and we're heading to Venice on Thursday afternoon.
Sunday, August 3, 2008
People?!
Obviously have zero train etiquitte and could care less how their rudeness effects others!
Incident #1:
Lauren and I are headed back to Innsbruck from Munich [I think] and are in one of the train cars that has small compartments. Lucky for us too, because at the other end of the car is a compartment with a mom, grandmother and 2 young girls [each younger than 5]. The girls basically yelled and ran up and down the aisle of the train until they reached their destination. Lauren was over it about 5 minutes into our journey because their voices were so shrill, but at least we could close our compartment door and keep some of the noise out.
Incident #2:
Lauren and I are headed back to Innsbruck from Budapest, via Vienna. When we boarded the train in Vienna, for our 5 hour ride to Innsbruck, we failed to realize a mother and 2 young boys [again, both younger than 6] were in our car. This would have been fine, but for some reason, the genius mother thought it would be a good idea for the boys to bring one of those toy xylophones. You remember the toy that all of us had when we were kids that our parents, who are smart, made us play several rooms down the hall from where they were because it was so shrill? The one with different colored keys that were different links to make the different tones.
Anyway, we had one and I don't recall it ever being allowed to be played in the den. Well, not only did the retarded mother allow them to bring the toy, but she also allowed them to play it for the better part of the 5 hour train ride from Vienna to Innsbruck. They did get off 1 or 2 stops before Innsbruck, but those last couple of stops are only about 30 minutes out. I have never wanted to strangle a child or mother so much in my life and I had my iPod on the whole time with it blaring so I could only hear part of the racket, Lauren wasn't so lucky!
Incident #3:
Monty and I are headed from Prague to Vienna, which is almost a 5 hour train ride. Keep in mind that this entire train requires reservations, so that each person is assigned a seat.
A family of 5, 3 girls and parents is sitting in our car. They are taking up 3 seats with their luggage alone. Right after we pull out of the station, they decide that they cannot sit in their assigned seats because they are facing backwards from the way the train is moving and they might get sick. Aren't we lucky that they decide to spread out near us! Woo hoo!
They at least keep a row of seats between us and them which I appreciate, until I hear a movie playing. That's right, the parents think it's ok for the 2 younger daughters to watch a movie on their laptop sans headphones. Apparently, the parents thought that the entire car wanted to hear the girls' movie, but they were wrong! Are you kidding me...who does that?
It gets better...the younger of the 2 girls spills something on what I hope is the laptop so I would no longer be accosted with the noise of the movie. Not so lucky. She did spill, but unfortunately missed the laptop. The dad jumps to the rescue to clean up the mess and rescue the laptop. Keep in mind, this man has gotten up at least once every 30 minutes that the train has been moving and has already fallen on me with his stellar ballancing skills as he walked past my seat so I'm not a fan at all. Those of you that know me, know I hate it when people I don't know and especially smelly Europeans on trains touch me.
Anyway, I think it couldn't get worse, but I'm wrong. The dad takes the laptop and sits in the row of seat right in front of us. Specifically, he sits in the one in front of me and puts a movie in for himself. Daddy, you would have loved the movie, Hitman. I've never heard of it, but it's ridiculously bloody and gory with a high body count. But...I digress.
So, he's sitting in the seat right in front of me and with no warning decides to jerk his chair backwards at mock speed into my knees. Seriously? At this point: 1) I've had to listen to his daughter's movie for more than 2 hours; 2) he's run into me at least 3 times while walking past my seat; and, 3) now he's sitting right in front of me and has rammed his seatback into my knees. To say I'm not a fan, is putting it lightly. Somehow I'm restraining myself from saying something, which should have been said hours ago, but then I realize he's French and he can't help but be an ass and rude!
Well, he watches his movie and then gets up and puts the laptop away. Now, any person with any sort of manners would have put the seat back to it's original position, but not him. In fact, he went to seat number 4, 5 or 6...who knows at this point because anything over 1 is ridiculous...and sits down. I waited until he could see me and with a lot of effort and noise put the seat in front of me back to it's original postion and then rubbed my knees and glared at him, but he wasn't phased. I'm guessing he does this wherever he goes. So much for assigned seating!
Incident #1:
Lauren and I are headed back to Innsbruck from Munich [I think] and are in one of the train cars that has small compartments. Lucky for us too, because at the other end of the car is a compartment with a mom, grandmother and 2 young girls [each younger than 5]. The girls basically yelled and ran up and down the aisle of the train until they reached their destination. Lauren was over it about 5 minutes into our journey because their voices were so shrill, but at least we could close our compartment door and keep some of the noise out.
Incident #2:
Lauren and I are headed back to Innsbruck from Budapest, via Vienna. When we boarded the train in Vienna, for our 5 hour ride to Innsbruck, we failed to realize a mother and 2 young boys [again, both younger than 6] were in our car. This would have been fine, but for some reason, the genius mother thought it would be a good idea for the boys to bring one of those toy xylophones. You remember the toy that all of us had when we were kids that our parents, who are smart, made us play several rooms down the hall from where they were because it was so shrill? The one with different colored keys that were different links to make the different tones.
Anyway, we had one and I don't recall it ever being allowed to be played in the den. Well, not only did the retarded mother allow them to bring the toy, but she also allowed them to play it for the better part of the 5 hour train ride from Vienna to Innsbruck. They did get off 1 or 2 stops before Innsbruck, but those last couple of stops are only about 30 minutes out. I have never wanted to strangle a child or mother so much in my life and I had my iPod on the whole time with it blaring so I could only hear part of the racket, Lauren wasn't so lucky!
Incident #3:
Monty and I are headed from Prague to Vienna, which is almost a 5 hour train ride. Keep in mind that this entire train requires reservations, so that each person is assigned a seat.
A family of 5, 3 girls and parents is sitting in our car. They are taking up 3 seats with their luggage alone. Right after we pull out of the station, they decide that they cannot sit in their assigned seats because they are facing backwards from the way the train is moving and they might get sick. Aren't we lucky that they decide to spread out near us! Woo hoo!
They at least keep a row of seats between us and them which I appreciate, until I hear a movie playing. That's right, the parents think it's ok for the 2 younger daughters to watch a movie on their laptop sans headphones. Apparently, the parents thought that the entire car wanted to hear the girls' movie, but they were wrong! Are you kidding me...who does that?
It gets better...the younger of the 2 girls spills something on what I hope is the laptop so I would no longer be accosted with the noise of the movie. Not so lucky. She did spill, but unfortunately missed the laptop. The dad jumps to the rescue to clean up the mess and rescue the laptop. Keep in mind, this man has gotten up at least once every 30 minutes that the train has been moving and has already fallen on me with his stellar ballancing skills as he walked past my seat so I'm not a fan at all. Those of you that know me, know I hate it when people I don't know and especially smelly Europeans on trains touch me.
Anyway, I think it couldn't get worse, but I'm wrong. The dad takes the laptop and sits in the row of seat right in front of us. Specifically, he sits in the one in front of me and puts a movie in for himself. Daddy, you would have loved the movie, Hitman. I've never heard of it, but it's ridiculously bloody and gory with a high body count. But...I digress.
So, he's sitting in the seat right in front of me and with no warning decides to jerk his chair backwards at mock speed into my knees. Seriously? At this point: 1) I've had to listen to his daughter's movie for more than 2 hours; 2) he's run into me at least 3 times while walking past my seat; and, 3) now he's sitting right in front of me and has rammed his seatback into my knees. To say I'm not a fan, is putting it lightly. Somehow I'm restraining myself from saying something, which should have been said hours ago, but then I realize he's French and he can't help but be an ass and rude!
Well, he watches his movie and then gets up and puts the laptop away. Now, any person with any sort of manners would have put the seat back to it's original position, but not him. In fact, he went to seat number 4, 5 or 6...who knows at this point because anything over 1 is ridiculous...and sits down. I waited until he could see me and with a lot of effort and noise put the seat in front of me back to it's original postion and then rubbed my knees and glared at him, but he wasn't phased. I'm guessing he does this wherever he goes. So much for assigned seating!
Saturday, August 2, 2008
Reprazentin L.A.
Prague has covered both L.A.'s from 90210 to lower alabama!
I saw the Peach Pit sign and had to cross the street to capture it on film and then we noticed the rebel flag hanging with all it's glory right next door!
Awesomeness from Prague.
Monty's Eura-pee'n
As we walking from the Prague Castle to the Charles Bridge, Monty and I happened upon this 'fountain' with 2 peeing men. Of course we thought it was hysterical and as I was about to snap a picture, Monty raced over to be in it with the fountain.
A little red neck for y'all all the way from Prague!
Monty has arrived
He had a little bit of trouble finding the train station in Zurich and wound up getting to Innsbruck about 4 hours later than expected, but he's here! 
Of course, for those of you that know me, I basically had a panic attack at the train station when he didn't get off the earlier train, as expected, but all was well a couple of hours later!
Of course, for those of you that know me, I basically had a panic attack at the train station when he didn't get off the earlier train, as expected, but all was well a couple of hours later!
The first picture is right before we boarded the first of 3 trains in route from Innsbruck to Prague and the second picture is Monty's favorite in the Czech Republic!
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
An Austrian courtroom and judge
Yesterday we took a 'field trip' to the Innsbruck Courthouse. Boy do I love school and field trips!
Just like in the U.S. you have to go through security to get inside, but I guess since we're law school students they figured we wouldn't be carrying any weapons, etc. so we just walked right in. I immediately felt comfortable...yeah right.
St. Mary's had arranged for a judge to talk to us and show us around the courthouse.
He was hilarious and very animated. These first two pictures are of him in a courtroom. He's standing behind the table where the judge and his clerk sit. In Austria they don't have court reporters taking down every word, just a clerk that writes down the most important things that are said.
In front of the judge and clerk's table to the right is the prosecutor and to the left is the defense attorney. The little table in the middle is for the defendant to sit.
The judge does most of the talking, asking the defendant all of the questions and the defense attorney just suggests punishment. In fact, he told us there is basically no evidence presented at trial, it's more like a conversation between the judge and the defendant, with the police collecting all of the evidence before the case goes to trail. Doesn't that make you feel great about their case against you?
After he talked to us for a few minutes, we went to watch a trial. The man had been caught with 4 kilos of marijuana and they also found plants he'd been growing in his garage. Apparently, he had been working the night shift and the only way he could sleep was if he smoked! He basicially confessed to the crime and was given probation for three years. I'm not sure the DA's in the U.S. would be so forgiving!
Next the judge showed us to a courtroom seldom used..jpg)
Isn't it beautiful? They only use this one for jury trials, of which there are very few. After he spoke a little longer we got to take pictures wearing the robes. This is a picture with 2 professors and the judge in the middle. The black robe is for defense attorneys, the red for prosecutors [he said the red was to symbolize they were going after blood] and the judge wears the blue one. 
Put on your surprise faces...I got my picture made in the blue robe! I'm standing in front of the cross, which is how the witnesses swear in Austria..jpg)
But, apparently there isn't much swearing in of witnesses during normal proceedings. They just keep the cross and candles for show!
Just like in the U.S. you have to go through security to get inside, but I guess since we're law school students they figured we wouldn't be carrying any weapons, etc. so we just walked right in. I immediately felt comfortable...yeah right.
St. Mary's had arranged for a judge to talk to us and show us around the courthouse.
He was hilarious and very animated. These first two pictures are of him in a courtroom. He's standing behind the table where the judge and his clerk sit. In Austria they don't have court reporters taking down every word, just a clerk that writes down the most important things that are said.In front of the judge and clerk's table to the right is the prosecutor and to the left is the defense attorney. The little table in the middle is for the defendant to sit.
The judge does most of the talking, asking the defendant all of the questions and the defense attorney just suggests punishment. In fact, he told us there is basically no evidence presented at trial, it's more like a conversation between the judge and the defendant, with the police collecting all of the evidence before the case goes to trail. Doesn't that make you feel great about their case against you?
After he talked to us for a few minutes, we went to watch a trial. The man had been caught with 4 kilos of marijuana and they also found plants he'd been growing in his garage. Apparently, he had been working the night shift and the only way he could sleep was if he smoked! He basicially confessed to the crime and was given probation for three years. I'm not sure the DA's in the U.S. would be so forgiving!
Next the judge showed us to a courtroom seldom used.
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Isn't it beautiful? They only use this one for jury trials, of which there are very few. After he spoke a little longer we got to take pictures wearing the robes. This is a picture with 2 professors and the judge in the middle. The black robe is for defense attorneys, the red for prosecutors [he said the red was to symbolize they were going after blood] and the judge wears the blue one. 
Put on your surprise faces...I got my picture made in the blue robe! I'm standing in front of the cross, which is how the witnesses swear in Austria.
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But, apparently there isn't much swearing in of witnesses during normal proceedings. They just keep the cross and candles for show!
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
There are definitely differences in Austrian life and American life!
The longer I'm here, it becomes more and more apparent to me that besides the lack of ice and vegetables, there are many more differences between the everyday lives of Austrians and Americans.
The pace of life is much slower than in the U.S., but these folks drive like maniacs. Seriously, I don't understand why they are in such a hurry, but if you don't step on the gas the second the light turns green, they lay on the horn. And, they drive ridiculously fast EVERYWHERE. If they led the fast paced lifestyle that Americans live I'd understand their hurry, but I can't figure it out because of the slower pace!
The traffic lights here are awesome. They not only go from green to yellow to red, but from red to yellow to green. Which I think is awesome because everyone that's in a hurry knows when to step on the gas! I think the U.S. should get these kind of lights!
I could get used to going to the grocery store daily for a few items if I could buy vegetables, but so far I've only even seen one place in Innsbruck that sells veggies and they have a very limited selection. I guess if your vegetarian you either eat a lot of pizza or cheese sandwiches and I'd get sick of that in a second.
I must say, I do love all of the walking. It was an adjustment at first, but now that I'm used to it, I'm used to banking that time into my day. Plus, you see so much more of the city walking than you do in a car or on a bus. All the more time for me to take in these beautiful views!
The pace of life is much slower than in the U.S., but these folks drive like maniacs. Seriously, I don't understand why they are in such a hurry, but if you don't step on the gas the second the light turns green, they lay on the horn. And, they drive ridiculously fast EVERYWHERE. If they led the fast paced lifestyle that Americans live I'd understand their hurry, but I can't figure it out because of the slower pace!
The traffic lights here are awesome. They not only go from green to yellow to red, but from red to yellow to green. Which I think is awesome because everyone that's in a hurry knows when to step on the gas! I think the U.S. should get these kind of lights!
I could get used to going to the grocery store daily for a few items if I could buy vegetables, but so far I've only even seen one place in Innsbruck that sells veggies and they have a very limited selection. I guess if your vegetarian you either eat a lot of pizza or cheese sandwiches and I'd get sick of that in a second.
I must say, I do love all of the walking. It was an adjustment at first, but now that I'm used to it, I'm used to banking that time into my day. Plus, you see so much more of the city walking than you do in a car or on a bus. All the more time for me to take in these beautiful views!
3 hour tour of Vienna!
On our way to Budapest, Lauren and I stopped in Vienna on the way. Vienna is a beautiful city and much, much larger than both Innsbruck and Salzburg. I liked the city, but was overwhelmed with our short time there. It's definitely a place I'd go back to explore for a couple of days if I ever get back over here.
Monday, July 28, 2008
My first ambulance ride was in Hungary.
Lauren and I spent this past weekend in Budapest and loved every minute of it! If you ever get a chance to go you should because it’s a fabulous town. It’s a good size town with half of the city, Buda, on one side of the Danube and the other half, Pest, on the other. They are completely different, with Buda extremely hilly and Pest completely flat.
Apparently, the ‘rich folks’ live on the Buda side and everyone else lives on the Pest side. In fact, they said a home with the same square feet on the Pest side selling for $300,000 dollars would sell for $600,000 on the Buda side. Although they had no explanation for this, I assumed it was because the views from the Buda side are much prettier than those from the Pest side. Not to mention, most of the prettiest buildings, like Parliament and Metthias Church are on the Pest side.
We had a great time touring the city on Saturday and learned a lot on our 3 hour tour! The castle district on the Buda side was great for many of the pictures and we even found some treasures while we were there!
I think I may have liked Budapest so much because I got to eat vegetables again! Woo hoo! I do love meat and potatoes, but it sure was nice to see veggies on the menu again and love every bite of them!
On Sunday as Lauren and I were getting off the bus to transfer to another that took us to the train station, Lauren slipped on one of the steps and fell out of the bus. At first I wanted to laugh because she fell in slow motion, but I quickly realized she was really hurt. But…Lauren is a trooper and didn’t even cry! She’s a better woman than me, I’m sure I would have been crying like a baby. Anyway, she fell out of the bus and the bus driver called an ambulance. Luckily Lauren and I bought the Budapest card, which supposedly came with insurance, but we’ll see when Lauren gets back to the U.S.
Anyway, the bus driver called an ambulance because Lauren’s ankle quickly swelled up to several times its normal size. When the ambulance arrived, the ‘paramedic’, if that’s what you call them in Hungary, looked at her foot, had her move it some and then said he was taking her to the hospital. So, they loaded her up in the ambulance and I sat in the back with her and off we went.
I wouldn’t say Hungarian hospitals are what you would call modern medicine. In fact, I think it was more like a hospital you’d see in a movie from the 40’s or 50’s and the whole time I was waiting for one of the nurses to appear with the hat on their heads! Ha! I mean, the orderlies all had on white short-sleeved button downs and white pants and everyone that worked there smoked. The best part was, not only did they smoke, but they just walked to the double doors where they wheel you in and smoked. They didn’t even bother to walk all the way outside the doors, but I think this may have been because they would have been standing in the sun and I guess that would be too much. Especially considering the guy smoking basically inside the waiting area had his shirt unbuttoned to his navel. Seriously, he was the epitome of a Hungarian, I just wish I could have taken a picture for y’all!
They were surprisingly quick with Lauren’s x-ray and diagnosis of a torn ligament. They told her the foot needed to be put in a cast and she’d have to stay in the hospital for 3 to 5 days. She said, no way that we had a train to catch. So, they bandaged her foot and off we went.
Apparently, the ‘rich folks’ live on the Buda side and everyone else lives on the Pest side. In fact, they said a home with the same square feet on the Pest side selling for $300,000 dollars would sell for $600,000 on the Buda side. Although they had no explanation for this, I assumed it was because the views from the Buda side are much prettier than those from the Pest side. Not to mention, most of the prettiest buildings, like Parliament and Metthias Church are on the Pest side.
We had a great time touring the city on Saturday and learned a lot on our 3 hour tour! The castle district on the Buda side was great for many of the pictures and we even found some treasures while we were there!
I think I may have liked Budapest so much because I got to eat vegetables again! Woo hoo! I do love meat and potatoes, but it sure was nice to see veggies on the menu again and love every bite of them!
On Sunday as Lauren and I were getting off the bus to transfer to another that took us to the train station, Lauren slipped on one of the steps and fell out of the bus. At first I wanted to laugh because she fell in slow motion, but I quickly realized she was really hurt. But…Lauren is a trooper and didn’t even cry! She’s a better woman than me, I’m sure I would have been crying like a baby. Anyway, she fell out of the bus and the bus driver called an ambulance. Luckily Lauren and I bought the Budapest card, which supposedly came with insurance, but we’ll see when Lauren gets back to the U.S.
Anyway, the bus driver called an ambulance because Lauren’s ankle quickly swelled up to several times its normal size. When the ambulance arrived, the ‘paramedic’, if that’s what you call them in Hungary, looked at her foot, had her move it some and then said he was taking her to the hospital. So, they loaded her up in the ambulance and I sat in the back with her and off we went.
I wouldn’t say Hungarian hospitals are what you would call modern medicine. In fact, I think it was more like a hospital you’d see in a movie from the 40’s or 50’s and the whole time I was waiting for one of the nurses to appear with the hat on their heads! Ha! I mean, the orderlies all had on white short-sleeved button downs and white pants and everyone that worked there smoked. The best part was, not only did they smoke, but they just walked to the double doors where they wheel you in and smoked. They didn’t even bother to walk all the way outside the doors, but I think this may have been because they would have been standing in the sun and I guess that would be too much. Especially considering the guy smoking basically inside the waiting area had his shirt unbuttoned to his navel. Seriously, he was the epitome of a Hungarian, I just wish I could have taken a picture for y’all!
They were surprisingly quick with Lauren’s x-ray and diagnosis of a torn ligament. They told her the foot needed to be put in a cast and she’d have to stay in the hospital for 3 to 5 days. She said, no way that we had a train to catch. So, they bandaged her foot and off we went.
Garmisch, small town Germany and its highest point!
After class last Thursday, Lauren and I set off to visit Germany's highest point, Garmisch. 
It was a cute little town and the weather couldn't have been better.
It was a cute little town and the weather couldn't have been better.
The train ride there is a little scary at times because it's pretty much a straight climb up and some of the passages are very narrow and steep.
When we arrived, we decided just to walk around and take everything in. 
Although Innsbruck isn't a huge town, it definitely lacks the small town feel of a Garmisch. Apparently, most of the small towns in Austria and Germany have painted buildings which I absolutely adore. I'm not sure why Innsbruck or the larger towns haven't adopted this custom as well because it would just add to the charm.
Although Innsbruck isn't a huge town, it definitely lacks the small town feel of a Garmisch. Apparently, most of the small towns in Austria and Germany have painted buildings which I absolutely adore. I'm not sure why Innsbruck or the larger towns haven't adopted this custom as well because it would just add to the charm.
Right outside the train station was our first painted cow of the day. 
Don't you love the hearts?! I'm not sure why Garmisch or Salzburg chose cows, but they had them all over town with different scenes on each one.
Don't you love the hearts?! I'm not sure why Garmisch or Salzburg chose cows, but they had them all over town with different scenes on each one.
Don't you like my 2 friends, the turban 'guy' was outside a chocolate shop and then I saw the lego conductor! .jpg)
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Although there wasn't much to see, unless you had time to hike, which we didn't, I'm glad I got to see a smaller town and see the differences. 
The mountains still have snow on them in July!
Kristi and Lizzie, your fav!
As I was wandering around Berlin I happened upon the Hilton and your fav! This one's for y'all. If it had been opened I would have gone inside and toasted a drink to y'all, but it was closed and presumably didn't open before 11AM. Sorry!
And the wall came tumbling down...
Can you stand how big the train station in Berlin is? It had a 4 story mall inside! I mean, I've been train stations in several large cities; New York, London and Paris; but they have nothing on Berlins!
My flight from Tel Aviv to Berlin arrived in Berlin at 6AM. Just in time for me to get through security and watch the city come alive on a Tuesday morning. I made my way back to the train station and then set off to see everything I could take in before my 11AM train to Munich and then to Innsbruck. .jpg)
Surprisingly, I saw a lot! From Checkpoint Charlie to the Brandenburge Gate. I had no plan, just wandering.
Checkpoint Charlie was interesting. They are currently working on a memorial so much of the area was under construction. But, they have plaques in the road showing where the wall stood and the signs still remain, along with the actual checkpoint.
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Surprisingly, I saw a lot! From Checkpoint Charlie to the Brandenburge Gate. I had no plan, just wandering.
Checkpoint Charlie was interesting. They are currently working on a memorial so much of the area was under construction. But, they have plaques in the road showing where the wall stood and the signs still remain, along with the actual checkpoint.
I even had my passport stamped, or course for a fee!
This is the sign passing from the communist side to the American side.
These soldiers stand here daily with their flags. I wanted a picture with them, but you have to pay and I thought that was a little much. Put on your surprise faces!
Near Checkpoint Charlie they have pieces of the wall hanging on buildings. The city had to think quickly after the fall of the wall because people immediately began to hack away at the wall and take pieces with them. 
Now, there is only one place in Berlin with seveal feet of the wall still intact. Unfortunately, because I was only there for a few hours I didn't have time to go see it.
Now, there is only one place in Berlin with seveal feet of the wall still intact. Unfortunately, because I was only there for a few hours I didn't have time to go see it.
Brandenburge Gate was massive and there were a ton of people already there that morning taking pictures. 
I just wish I had more time in Berlin, but maybe one day I'll return.
I just wish I had more time in Berlin, but maybe one day I'll return.Here is one of the museums and a bear. 
Many of the cities have painted cows or bears or other animals throughout the city. 
So I wonder if Sandy Springs copied Berlin with the turtles? Also, have you seen the 'big chickens' in Marietta? Love it!
Many of the cities have painted cows or bears or other animals throughout the city. 
So I wonder if Sandy Springs copied Berlin with the turtles? Also, have you seen the 'big chickens' in Marietta? Love it!I love this picture I snapped on the train back to Innsbruck. That's a castle in the background!
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