<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148</id><updated>2011-10-07T16:03:52.912-04:00</updated><category term='france'/><category term='germany'/><category term='Connecticut'/><category term='switzerland'/><category term='brazil uruguay'/><category term='london'/><category term='california'/><category term='italy'/><category term='spain'/><category term='san francisco'/><category term='brazil'/><category term='Florida'/><title type='text'>The Travels of Dan</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-8928511620455964661</id><published>2011-05-05T09:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T09:27:05.699-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Destinations</title><content type='html'>Trip Advisor publishes its top 25 destinations - with categories of World, United States, Europe, Caribbean &amp;amp; Mexico, Asia and lots more. &amp;nbsp;Check it out. &amp;nbsp;What a great way to plan your travel bucket list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.tripadvisor.com/TCDestinations&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-8928511620455964661?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/8928511620455964661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=8928511620455964661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/8928511620455964661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/8928511620455964661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2011/05/top-destinations.html' title='Top Destinations'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-5374921407565493988</id><published>2011-04-03T15:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T19:09:48.184-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Connecticut'/><title type='text'>Windsor Locks Canal Trail</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="left" style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cE-AIHyMmdR5Xj6MxqIJzw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img height="288" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TZjIe-0liTI/AAAAAAAAEAU/7GdRCEUkjE8/s288/DSC_0259.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/onedcl/Connecticut?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Connecticut&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I've driven by the Windsor Locks Canal Trail for years and wanted to do something outside today, so I stopped by to check it out. &amp;nbsp;It's not bad - not an especially exciting hike (very flat) but the cool part is that you have water on both sides of the paved trail - the Connecticut river on one side and the canal on the other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trail itself is raised so you can't really get near the water except in a few places. &amp;nbsp;Near the parking lot is a small spot with sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw what I think is a muskrat swimming along me in the canal and I'm definitely going to have to ride down on my bike. &amp;nbsp;There were a decent amount of people out with kids and dogs and everyone is friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the State of CT's site for a &lt;a href="http://www.depdata.ct.gov/maps/parksforests/parksmap.htm"&gt;map of state parks&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-5374921407565493988?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/5374921407565493988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=5374921407565493988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/5374921407565493988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/5374921407565493988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2011/04/windsor-locks-canal-trail.html' title='Windsor Locks Canal Trail'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TZjIe-0liTI/AAAAAAAAEAU/7GdRCEUkjE8/s72-c/DSC_0259.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-1651421455331766624</id><published>2011-03-15T12:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T12:09:41.007-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florida'/><title type='text'>Naples</title><content type='html'>I flew down to Naples, FL to check it out. &amp;nbsp;Never had been, but heard great things. &amp;nbsp;I'm in the airport on my way home and I can't wait to get back. &amp;nbsp;Naples is very pretty but BORING. &amp;nbsp;Boring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you like the beach and golf you're ok. &amp;nbsp;If you want much else, you're out of luck. &amp;nbsp;The food is expensive and not that great. &amp;nbsp;The most enjoyable food experience I had was a &lt;a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/mama-mias-pizza-subs-and-italian-food-naples#hrid:xFbWPXqAMvvHcOTkZrZteg"&gt;Mama Mia'&lt;/a&gt;s where I got a couple of slices of good NY-Style pizza. &amp;nbsp;I had some crappy cupcakes for dessert at a nearby&lt;a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/gracies-cupcakes-naples#hrid:wV_DVRbSGjfmwFDDvPD1lw"&gt; cupcake specialty shop&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;I saw a reviewer on Yelp ask "Do the old people in Naples lose their tastebuds?" &amp;nbsp;I have to agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beach - pretty beach, but just beach. &amp;nbsp;And you park at a meter and pay .25 per 10 minutes. &amp;nbsp;Mmm kay. &amp;nbsp;The big attraction is the fishing pier. &amp;nbsp;It's just a pier. &amp;nbsp;It's kinda long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did go to the zoo which I liked, mostly because I got there before all the kids poured in and it combines a zoo with a botanical garden. &amp;nbsp;The plants were great but it was a little depressing to see the beautiful lions pacing in boredom. &amp;nbsp;They have little islands with primates which are fun to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for the old people drivers. &amp;nbsp;They are TERRIBLE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Explorers-Guide-South-Florida-Sarasota/dp/0881508705?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=httpwwwdanlor-20&amp;amp;link_code=bil&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" imageanchor="1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Explorer's Guide South Florida: Includes Sarasota, Naples, Miami &amp;amp; the Florida Keys (Second Edition) (Explorer's Complete)" src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&amp;amp;ServiceVersion=20070822&amp;amp;ID=AsinImage&amp;amp;WS=1&amp;amp;Format=_SL160_&amp;amp;ASIN=0881508705&amp;amp;tag=httpwwwdanlor-20" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=httpwwwdanlor-20&amp;amp;l=bil&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=0881508705" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-1651421455331766624?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/1651421455331766624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=1651421455331766624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/1651421455331766624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/1651421455331766624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2011/03/naples.html' title='Naples'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-7778703023105361346</id><published>2011-01-09T11:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T11:35:53.976-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brazil'/><title type='text'>Brazil 2010</title><content type='html'>This year I spent the holidays in Brazil. &amp;nbsp;I'm not doing a play-by-play but here are the highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bagé&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot, humid and busy were the streets with lots of people buying sundaes and cones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cassino&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claimed to be the longest beach in the world, it was (thankfully) much cooler and pretty windy - though that made the intense sun barely noticeable which led to my burnt thighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People pushing ice cream carts honking horns, selling corn on the cob, hotdogs, sunglasses, hats and even clothes - there was always someone coming buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, people walk the avenida with some parking on the grass in chairs people watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Years - New Years Eve is big at Cassino Beach (Praia do Cassino) - it's tradition to jump seven waves for good luck and they set off lots of noisy fireworks - not so much of the pretty ones, mostly just the loud ones. &amp;nbsp;At midnight it sounded like we were being bombed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our New Years Eve dinner was a little bit of a disaster. &amp;nbsp;Jose set up a nice table outside and just as he was wrapping up, it started to rain. &amp;nbsp;No sweat, there is a sheltered area still outside so we started moving everything there. &amp;nbsp;Jose hit a outdoor shower with the table, which dumped some water on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had trouble getting Mauricio to calm down to eat since he's terrified of fireworks and they had already started setting them off around 6 pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as we were about to eat, the power went out. &amp;nbsp;It was off for about 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another tradition is to eat lots of little things that symbolize abundance, like lentils and grapes. &amp;nbsp;We were eating grapes and Jose reached in the dark for one that was on the table that turned out to be his father's teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I elected to stay home for midnight, while Jose, Michele and Cilene went to the beach. &amp;nbsp;Apparently just as 2011 arrived, it poured. &amp;nbsp;I hope it's not a sign of things to come for the new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;São José do Norte&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Literally) Sleepy little town on New Year's Day - everything was closed except for a small truck selling food. &amp;nbsp;It had a pretty blue and white church, though, and was a pleasant little trip via ferry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/onedcl/Brazil2010#"&gt;Here are the photos..&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-7778703023105361346?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/7778703023105361346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=7778703023105361346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/7778703023105361346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/7778703023105361346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2011/01/brazil-2010.html' title='Brazil 2010'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-5094542366566058898</id><published>2010-10-11T21:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T21:13:20.795-04:00</updated><title type='text'>San Fran Afterthoughts</title><content type='html'>Some post-trip thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A friend noted that people in San Francisco don't like to wear deodorant (I noticed) and they can tell who is not local because they wear nice shoes and cologne when they go out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm glad I didn't drive because 1) parking is either hard to find or really hard on really steep hills - I don't know how they don't slam into each other trying to parallel park and 2) driving over some of those crests is scurry!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go in September or October when the weather is the nicest - Summer is cold&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yelp Yelp Yelp Yelp!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;iPhones really do suck royal elephant balls in San Francisco. &amp;nbsp;WHY? &amp;nbsp;At least the phone portion... data seemed OK (except Four Square)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I really miss Naia gelato&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-5094542366566058898?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/5094542366566058898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=5094542366566058898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/5094542366566058898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/5094542366566058898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2010/10/san-fran-afterthoughts.html' title='San Fran Afterthoughts'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-9171545561333889463</id><published>2010-10-08T22:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T21:05:05.223-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='california'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='san francisco'/><title type='text'>San Francisco Day 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="right" style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/t6OLWdtbrGA5ed3yT100ZA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img height="216" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TLOxfAP2nVI/AAAAAAAADzc/2IPXuiBV7-8/s288/IMG_9128.JPG" width="288" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/onedcl/California2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;California 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;After our host Rick made us some scrambled eggs with salmon, Jose stayed in to rest for his performance in Venus and Adonis (he is cupid) and I went with Rick to the Asian Art Museum where he was going to a lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked out the museum's displays and walked around the city hall area for a little bit. &amp;nbsp;The city hall itself is really nice - it looks like a state capital building. &amp;nbsp;There were some characters on the streets around there - one random woman asked me if I had a phone for sale, laughed and said she was serious because she missed her phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Jose back at the house and we had lunch at the Baker Street Bistro nearby and Jose had several coronaries while watching the Blue Angels practicing over the city for Fleet Week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time (sort of, we arrived pretty early) to head to Menlo Park near Palo Alto for Jose's concert at St. Patrick's Seminary - nice place. &amp;nbsp;The concert was actually what's believed to be the first opera in English and it was only an hour long - not bad! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the concert, we had dinner at a Thai place in Palo Alto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-9171545561333889463?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/9171545561333889463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=9171545561333889463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/9171545561333889463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/9171545561333889463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2010/10/san-francisco-day-6.html' title='San Francisco Day 6'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TLOxfAP2nVI/AAAAAAAADzc/2IPXuiBV7-8/s72-c/IMG_9128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-8944202161559242503</id><published>2010-10-07T22:00:00.047-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T21:04:19.090-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='california'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='san francisco'/><title type='text'>San Francisco Day 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="right" style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/RAqZl-v0rxJTPLcWbo8e9A?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img height="108" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TLOxNJA_OwI/AAAAAAAADyM/yFwLycYp_0E/s144/IMG_8996.JPG" width="144" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/onedcl/California2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;California 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Today Jose and I went down to Pier 39 for a cruise on the harbor - it goes under the Golden Gate bridge and around Alcatraz island... it actually gets pretty close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we had lunch at the Crab House - holy fast service. &amp;nbsp;They apparently take your order at your table with a wireless device because our food came literally like 5 minutes later. &amp;nbsp;I had the "killer crab" which was half a dungeoness crab in garlic butter. &amp;nbsp;It was good, but the garlic butter actually kind of overpowered the crab a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jose went home to rest and I did the rest of Pier 39 and the Aquarium. &amp;nbsp;The Blue Angels were practicing over the harbor for Fleet Week, too. &amp;nbsp;Jose told me later he wasn't able to nap because of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked up to Washington Square Park and had some really great gelato at Naia - you can get two flavors in a small cup, so I got pistachio and Ferrero Rocher - both were excellent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the bus to Golden Gate park and went to the Tea Garden that Jose and I skipped the other day. &amp;nbsp;I decided to go after seeing photos of it from a friend of mine. &amp;nbsp;I got some tea and mochi at the tea house in the garden and spent a while just relaxing a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Conservatory of Flowers just in time to see it before it closed, some very nice flowers - and the jungle room was sooo humid! &amp;nbsp;My glasses fogged up as soon as I walked in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked to Stow Lake just as the sun was starting to go down and ate a little of the mochi I got to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Dante was out of work by this time so we met in Castro for dinner at Thai Chef, caught up (it had been YEARS since we'd seen each other), and he took me around to pretty much all the gay bars in the area for literally about 5 minutes each, LOL. &amp;nbsp;They're all pretty small and "clubs" are pretty rare - they're really just bars and strangely enough they were showing baseball - but because the Giants were playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a quick ride to SoMa and Folsom street and then he dropped me off back at the house! &amp;nbsp;It was great to see him again but by then (about 10) I was pretty tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-8944202161559242503?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/8944202161559242503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=8944202161559242503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/8944202161559242503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/8944202161559242503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2010/10/san-francisco-day-5.html' title='San Francisco Day 5'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TLOxNJA_OwI/AAAAAAAADyM/yFwLycYp_0E/s72-c/IMG_8996.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-1596032904364820789</id><published>2010-10-06T22:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T21:03:31.338-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='california'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='san francisco'/><title type='text'>San Francisco Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="left" style="margin-right: 10px; width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/zrXmhBJIzTdU1FqJTZlILQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img height="216" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TLOxJ6bBl_I/AAAAAAAADx8/e8dWCv1mtqA/s288/IMG_8934.JPG" width="288" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/onedcl/California2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;California 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Lots of walking today but not as many destinations. &amp;nbsp;Jose and I went to Golden Gate park and saw the Academy of Sciences - really great museum. &amp;nbsp;Aquarium, a four story rain forest with butterflies and birds, we did the planetarium show which was great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we Yelped around the area looking for lunch and we settled on a Thai place for something light... Soi Gow Thai. &amp;nbsp;I got lettuce wraps and a cup of coconut shrimp soup, Jose got duck fried rice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove up to Lands End and walked around up there and the Sutro Baths ruins before he dropped me off at the Palace of the Legion on Honor before going to rehearsal. &amp;nbsp;I checked out the art at the museum and the holocast memorial and then I walked alllllll the way down to Geary and 22nd... holy crap my knee hurt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the bus from there to Presidio street and then another bus back to the Marina district again for dinner. &amp;nbsp;I Yelped around there for quite a while before getting pizza at Amici's - a delicious mini pizza with roasted garlic, mushrooms and carmelized onions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While eating the pizza, I Yelped dessert and went to Crepes a Go Go and got the most amazing giant crepe - the King Lias crepe: &amp;nbsp;Nutella, bananas, coconut, almond powder and whipped cream. &amp;nbsp;Smashing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back to the house I picked up a red velvet cupcake for Jose and burned a few of the calories from that crepe by walking home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'm thinking harbor cruise, bay aquarium... and I think I'm having dinner with my friend Dante.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-1596032904364820789?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/1596032904364820789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=1596032904364820789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/1596032904364820789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/1596032904364820789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2010/10/san-francisco-day-4.html' title='San Francisco Day 4'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TLOxJ6bBl_I/AAAAAAAADx8/e8dWCv1mtqA/s72-c/IMG_8934.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-6170363933804898405</id><published>2010-10-06T11:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T11:36:26.325-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='california'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='san francisco'/><title type='text'>iPhoning in San Fran</title><content type='html'>Musings on my iPhone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I've learned: &amp;nbsp;Yelp is one of the best things in the world. &amp;nbsp;Not only can you find just about anything near you, but you get the reviews. &amp;nbsp;I definitely would have had a different dining experience on this trip without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My iPhone was absolutely invaluable as a GPS system. &amp;nbsp;My big walk on Monday would have been much harder without it! &amp;nbsp;Yay Google Maps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell doesn't Foursquare work properly in San Francisco? &amp;nbsp;My phone worked fine for data, although I am dropping calls a lot... I've heard AT&amp;amp;T sucks in San Francisco.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-6170363933804898405?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/6170363933804898405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=6170363933804898405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/6170363933804898405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/6170363933804898405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2010/10/iphoning-in-san-fran.html' title='iPhoning in San Fran'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-7980315386921500242</id><published>2010-10-05T00:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T21:02:07.297-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='california'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='san francisco'/><title type='text'>San Francisco Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="right" style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/0kwYwqvq-2I4jH3fDLSVFw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img height="144" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TLOwv-bDKMI/AAAAAAAADwQ/g8bYH7QhIWg/s144/IMG_8854.jpg" width="108" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/onedcl/California2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;California 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;This morning Jose and I got up pretty early and drove down to Carmel-by-the-Sea. &amp;nbsp;The main downtown area is pretty touristy, with nice, upscale shopping and dining. &amp;nbsp;We had brunch at this quaint place called The Cottage. &amp;nbsp;I had a delicious meal - the Cottage Special - little pancakes, "bangers" - English sausage, eggs and a side of toast. &amp;nbsp;Jose wasn't as thrilled with his eggs benedict - he said the hollandaise was very vinegary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove along "Scenic Drive", stopping a little along the way, with nice views of the ocean, beaches and rocks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took route 1 out to the&amp;nbsp;Point Lobos Ecological Reserve, which was absolutely breathtaking. &amp;nbsp;Sea lions basking on the rocks, rock arches in the water, little hidden beaches, a cypress grove... you could spend all day there but we only saw one side of it. &amp;nbsp;Jose even took a little nap in the car while I explored China Cove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to see Monterey and Jose had rehearsal tonight at 8, so we headed there... it wasn't as compact and pretty as Carmel, but we had a very pleasant snack on Cannery Road and drove around a little bit. &amp;nbsp;We weren't all that impressed, didn't have time for the aquarium, so we headed back to San Francisco but took route 1 most of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="left" style="margin-right: 10px; width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/0fQjgpVAIE3M4GZzZCqCvA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img height="144" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TLOwzXjWPfI/AAAAAAAADwc/VGWVyImSY14/s144/IMG_8881.jpg" width="108" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/onedcl/California2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;California 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;So many of the views on the way back were so beautiful, and we were approaching sunset so the light was great. &amp;nbsp;We stopped at a couple places along the way, most notably Pigeon Point lighthouse and Pescadero Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jose dropped me off downtown on his way to rehearsal, and I took the bus toward the house. &amp;nbsp;I stopped off at the Marina district and had a great dinner at Ristorante Parma, where they had carbonara that was not made with cream. &amp;nbsp;It had a definite chicken stock flavor but it was really good. &amp;nbsp;I also had some chocolate raspberry cake for dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in the restaurant were kind of weird (not the staff they were great - the patrons). &amp;nbsp;The guy next to me literally asked for a custom pasta dish, specifying all the ingredients. &amp;nbsp;The woman next to me wanted a seafood dish with different seafood but they didn't have shrimp so she couldn't have what she wanted, but she talked about how she wanted her shrimp. &amp;nbsp;I don't understand why people to go restaurants, wanting something really specific. &amp;nbsp;I have no idea where they were from.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-7980315386921500242?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/7980315386921500242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=7980315386921500242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/7980315386921500242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/7980315386921500242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2010/10/san-francisco-day-3.html' title='San Francisco Day 3'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TLOwv-bDKMI/AAAAAAAADwQ/g8bYH7QhIWg/s72-c/IMG_8854.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-2012535732500902045</id><published>2010-10-04T22:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T21:00:42.719-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='california'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='san francisco'/><title type='text'>San Francisco Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="right" style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/RMtiAKDgIlFpxHJIUnquNQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img height="144" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TLOwX5s_nYI/AAAAAAAADus/9K6MHVIIdb8/s144/IMG_8727.jpg" width="108" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/onedcl/California2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;California 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Jose and I slept well, got up and had some breakfast at The Grove. &amp;nbsp;The place was very expensive and kind of loud, but the food was good. &amp;nbsp;It felt like it was trying a little too hard, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove over the Golden Gate bridge and stopped at the vista point just over it. &amp;nbsp;I don't know - personally I thought it was cool to be in a famous place but I just don't see the bridge has being particularly nice to look at. &amp;nbsp;Cool bit of engineering, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jose wanted to take me up the nearby hills, but there was road construction and where he wanted to go was closed off, but we ended up in Point Bonita which was very cool and very beautiful. &amp;nbsp;Some neat historic sites like the Nike Missile Site and Battery Mendell, along with some really gorgeous views. &amp;nbsp;We also went to the Point Bonita Lighthouse, and though we couldn't get to the lighthouse itself (it was closed), the trail there was really gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped REALLY quickly in Sausalito, because I got in touch with my friend Alex and we went back to have lunch with him in a bad section of San Francisco - at Miss Saigon at 6th and Mission. &amp;nbsp;The food was good though, and it was great to see Alex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did some very quick shopping at the mall near Powell Station and then Jose had to go off to rehearsal. &amp;nbsp;I got my City Pass and started my big walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="left" style="margin-right: 10px; width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/WQ0oR9wyQra3e0IAoRMrog?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img height="108" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TLOwQQMdbuI/AAAAAAAADuM/8_V58I520Ho/s144/IMG_8714.JPG" width="144" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/onedcl/California2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;California 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I walked to Union Square, walked up Grant through Chinatown, looped around Stockton - it's interesting. &amp;nbsp;Grant is the really touristy Chinatown street and the next street over, Stockton, is the REAL Chinatown where everything is in Chinese and you get the real deal like dried scallops, lop cheung and other dried scary bits. &amp;nbsp;Walking on Stockton felt like I was back in China. &amp;nbsp;Hong Kong mostly, because people were speaking Cantonese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went up Montgomery, got a really good look at the Transamerica Pyramid, walked up to Telegraph Hill, found an intersection where you can see the pyramid, the Bay Bridge and the Coit Tower just by turning in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hiked up the Coit Tower stairs, took in the view with a bunch of other tourists, and then went down the other side, up Lombard St, including the really crooked section, up Russian Hill, over Polk to Bay and sat in the grass at the corner of Bay and Laguna while making plans to meet my friend Jaycen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using my new City Pass, I took the bus to Castro and met up with Jaycen, walked around the area for a bit before having dinner at La Mediterreanee and had some really good chicken with raisins and spices in pyllo. &amp;nbsp;They had such good service. &amp;nbsp;Jaycen ordered Kibbeh and only ate half. &amp;nbsp;He asked to take the rest home, and the waitress came back and said "I'm so sorry. &amp;nbsp;I dropped your food, so they're making you another one." &amp;nbsp;They made him another full one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the house for me, met up with Jose, who got out from rehearsal a bit early, and we chatted with Rick whose house we're staying at and another guest at the house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-2012535732500902045?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/2012535732500902045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=2012535732500902045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/2012535732500902045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/2012535732500902045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2010/10/san-francisco-day-2.html' title='San Francisco Day 2'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TLOwX5s_nYI/AAAAAAAADus/9K6MHVIIdb8/s72-c/IMG_8727.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-3819666807086283588</id><published>2010-10-03T22:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T20:57:35.480-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='california'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='san francisco'/><title type='text'>San Francisco Day 1</title><content type='html'>Jose and I arrived in San Francisco around 5:30 pm local time, picked up our rental (free upgrade since they didn't have any more compacts), and then dropped our stuff at the house we're staying at near the Presido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="right" style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/5-QcxcMUxStbuo3qwiZtuA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img height="108" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TLOwPK7NZpI/AAAAAAAADuI/X0BrZNb_hBI/s144/IMG_8629.JPG" width="144" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/onedcl/California2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;California 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We drove down to Fisherman's Wharf, walked around for a little bit and after a couple of long waits, settled for a short wait at Pompei's Grotto where we had some excellent food.  We shared a crab appetizer - crab bruschetta, a baby crab cake and a half cracked dungeoness crab.  I had a full dungeoness crab which is chilled and so sweet.  It was delicious and reasonably priced.  I was very full by the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around a little more before going back to the house and going to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-3819666807086283588?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/3819666807086283588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=3819666807086283588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/3819666807086283588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/3819666807086283588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2010/10/san-francisco-day-1.html' title='San Francisco Day 1'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TLOwPK7NZpI/AAAAAAAADuI/X0BrZNb_hBI/s72-c/IMG_8629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-351759136985792472</id><published>2010-09-18T18:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T18:24:15.973-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Connecticut'/><title type='text'>Double Hike:  Connecticut</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="right" style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/uo4HEzU6zP8hBRoHe3ZMJA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TJUz6HQFcmI/AAAAAAAADok/hl-IzUxlZfs/s288/IMG_8581.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Connecticut?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Connecticut&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Continuing my exploration of Connecticut, today I drove down to Southford Falls in Oxford, CT. &amp;nbsp;It's a nice park although the "falls" were not much more that a trickle - I've seen brooks with more action. &amp;nbsp;I had a nice walk/hike on the trails that loop around the park and saw lots of chipmunks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I heard a bear up near the watchtower, and later I saw what appeared to be bear poop, too. &amp;nbsp;Not really loving the idea that I might have been near a bear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had planned to have lunch in Litchfield and then take back roads home. &amp;nbsp;On the way, I SWEAR I saw signs for a Garlic and Harvest festival, and followed the following signs to a vineyard where there was no garlic, so I left. &amp;nbsp;I am not a huge wine person and was pretty hungry at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to Litchfield and ate at Aspen Garden and I had a delicious cup of chilled apple and butternut squash soup, and an OK greek salad with spanikopita. &amp;nbsp;I poked around the shops in the cute little downtown area and then took off for my slow drive home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got to Simsbury, I saw what looked like a monestary on a mountain and I immediately thought, a la Liz Lemon, "I want to go to there." &amp;nbsp;So, I kind of just drove toward it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="left" style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 10px; width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/h9fxDOgAEc10ENlOfVXofg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TJU0VwEpPlI/AAAAAAAADps/zti8ImLwMm4/s288/IMG_8619.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Connecticut?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Connecticut&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I found Talcott State Park and &lt;A HREF="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heublein_Tower" target=_blank&gt;Heublein Tower&lt;/A&gt; (it's not a monestary). &amp;nbsp;I hiked my butt again up to the tower, took in the 360 degree view from the observation deck and hiked my tired butt back down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard a woman who was on her way up with some kids say "It's so much easier on the way down!" &amp;nbsp;LIAR!!! &amp;nbsp;She should have her kids taken away for lying to them like that. &amp;nbsp;I jest. &amp;nbsp;Mostly. &amp;nbsp;I was tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued on back roads home until I drove by a southern/cajun joint in a plaza and picked up some dinner: &amp;nbsp;ribs, cornbread, corn, rice and candied yams. &amp;nbsp;OK, at this point I had food so I hopped on the highway for the rest of the trip home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet are tired, but it was a great day and I'm going to sleep well! &amp;nbsp;I burned a lot of calories today and enjoyed the fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll think of it as prep for my trip to San Francisco with Jose which is coming up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-351759136985792472?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/351759136985792472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=351759136985792472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/351759136985792472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/351759136985792472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2010/09/double-hike-connecticut.html' title='Double Hike:  Connecticut'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TJUz6HQFcmI/AAAAAAAADok/hl-IzUxlZfs/s72-c/IMG_8581.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-2635490723586249797</id><published>2010-09-12T17:57:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T18:09:57.535-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Connecticut'/><title type='text'>Trying out the local stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="right" style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10 px; width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/9y7j5BitlTvR2lHQN_c18g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TIv43XCEKaI/AAAAAAAADnI/WeKHdyuuxv4/s288/IMG_8556.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Connecticut?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Connecticut&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;So I've lived in Connecticut for 8 years and I hardly know it. &amp;nbsp;I've been to somewhat unusual locations throughout the world, but I have not seen much of the US, so I've been using my weekends to explore the area around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made some half-hearted attempts to find a traveling companion but decided to go it alone like I often do when traveling abroad while Jose's rehearsing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had heard from a friend of mine who was CEO of a tourism board in CT that Essex was a nice, quaint town, so I drove down and checked it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice, but really small. &amp;nbsp;The one main street had some little shops and galleries and a lot of expensive cars parked along the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did, however, book a cruise on the Connecticut river on the Mary E. which is based from the Connecticut River Museum. &amp;nbsp;I grabbed a quick lunch at Olive Oyl's - crab cake and a shrimp thai pasta salad. &amp;nbsp;Then I had perfect weather on my side and me and a boatload of older folks had a nice, relaxing time on the river. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of really expensive houses, an island for sale ($1 million with a house), osprey nests... one bird of prey we couldn't quite identify. &amp;nbsp;A biplane flew over us... People on the river in speedboats, though, are not very considerate. &amp;nbsp;I saw one little boat almost get bowled over by the wake of a speedboat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="left" style="margin-right: 10px; width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/gLTn2Hiq_C4h7Mt1UHq2ZQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TIv4-iCramI/AAAAAAAADnY/XSF5xAe6c00/s400/IMG_8561.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Connecticut?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Connecticut&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Someone on the boat mentioned &lt;A HREF="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gillette_castle" target=_blank&gt;Gillette Castle&lt;/A&gt;, so I decided to head over to there after my sail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The castle itself is a little weird looking - very craggy - and I didn't pay to go inside, but had a nice walk around the grounds (there are trails) and down to the river near the ferry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-2635490723586249797?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/2635490723586249797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=2635490723586249797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/2635490723586249797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/2635490723586249797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2010/09/trying-out-local-stuff.html' title='Trying out the local stuff'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TIv43XCEKaI/AAAAAAAADnI/WeKHdyuuxv4/s72-c/IMG_8556.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-3435848536716403574</id><published>2010-06-06T11:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T11:32:44.584-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italy'/><title type='text'>When in Rome...</title><content type='html'>... do as Romans do. &amp;nbsp;So what does that mean? &amp;nbsp;In my opinion, from three days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat massively delicious food and somehow keep from becoming morbidly obese. &amp;nbsp;I haven't figured out quite how they manage. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drive like MANIACS. &amp;nbsp;Holy crap. &amp;nbsp;On a road with two car lanes and one for buses, they drive 5 cars wide, and that's not including the motorcycles driving between the cars. &amp;nbsp;We're talking like an inch or two from their handlebars and the cars' mirrors. &amp;nbsp;Eeep.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Live totally casually among ancient (ANCIENT) ruins and beautiful architecture.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spray graffiti on anything modern.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drink Acqua Panna. &amp;nbsp;Yummmmm.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn how to "Ciao bella" at women if you're a guy and learn how to deal with it if you're the bella. &amp;nbsp;No one said "Ciao bello" to me. &amp;nbsp;:-P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wear tight pants.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved Rome... no way I could drive though. &amp;nbsp;I'd never get anywhere because I am no good at forcing my way through traffic. &amp;nbsp;That's why Jose's always good for driving when leaving big events like concerts. &amp;nbsp;And there's only two metro lines downtown because of the multiple levels of ancient ruins under the city. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-3435848536716403574?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/3435848536716403574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=3435848536716403574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/3435848536716403574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/3435848536716403574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-in-rome.html' title='When in Rome...'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-2586372005326866544</id><published>2010-06-04T10:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T11:39:27.906-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italy'/><title type='text'>Rome II</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="left" style="margin-right: 10px; width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_e-VOTelCm_0tYXP_emLnA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TAkLcV8nyrI/AAAAAAAADbg/wAVsjAJqbh8/s288/IMG_8475.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/FranceAndItaly2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;France and Italy 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Our second full day in Rome had us taking the bus to the Vatican (no students - they were probably all hung over). &amp;nbsp;The line to get into the basilica was INSANE. &amp;nbsp;Perhaps even a mile long. &amp;nbsp;We took some photos and browsed some cheesy tourist shops around St. Peter's square (there was even a calendar of hot priests!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around the wall of the Vatican to the other side where we got into the Vatican Museum with no line... but there were old people tours everywhere and at one point it was really bad - packed like the bus was! &amp;nbsp;We forced our way through and pretty much ran through the museum to the Sistine Chapel, pausing ever so slightly in the hall of maps, which was probably my favorite room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chapel was pretty awesome - lots of people, some occasionally taking a photo and getting yelled at, and guards shhhhing people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found a little pizzeria and had some pizza and some crab things I love so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did some shopping and I got a bunch of great shirts from a store called &lt;a href="http://www.david-saddler.com/" target=_blank&gt;David Saddler&lt;/a&gt;... really great stuff - contrasting inner cuffs you can flip out, cuffs that have both buttons and holes for cuff links... they took a lot of my money but the woman who helped me, Andressa, was really sweet and from Sao Paulo so we talked in Portuguese. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Castle of Angels and the Piazza del Popolo were next and by then my feet were ready to fall off. &amp;nbsp;Home and then dinner at Pomodoro which had good food but Jose and I agreed our favorite restaurant was the one we went to on our first night... Mmmmmm that carbonara.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-2586372005326866544?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/2586372005326866544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=2586372005326866544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/2586372005326866544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/2586372005326866544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2010/06/rome-ii.html' title='Rome II'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TAkLcV8nyrI/AAAAAAAADbg/wAVsjAJqbh8/s72-c/IMG_8475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-2826794353735623421</id><published>2010-06-01T21:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T10:50:42.180-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italy'/><title type='text'>Rome I</title><content type='html'>Patty, Jose and I got up and went to a whole bunch of places around Rome today. &amp;nbsp;We had lunch in the Piazza de Campo del Fiore and I had a really great fettucini with truffles - first time having those and they were so good! &amp;nbsp;We walked around some more - the places are generally documented in my photos. &amp;nbsp;Then we came back here for a little to take showers (it was kind of warm today) and rest up before going to this concert of famous opera arias that Patty got tickets to at the Pantheon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/4IXFIoEhd5qzPSfWUwVjrg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TAkLDB3CsZI/AAAAAAAADYs/QNuOGEIoTFA/s144/IMG_8326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vdqIZc1qBVfdJH2GbKAOxA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TAkLBFghqEI/AAAAAAAADYk/DUN0c8Mn4xs/s144/IMG_8319.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/4JPcxwf6D1QfPE0xEO2f9A?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TAkK4gn32oI/AAAAAAAADXs/LQbGd0G6lRQ/s144/IMG_8293.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/FranceAndItaly2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;France and Italy 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rushed to get there in time, taking a bus and a train (there are only two metro lines in Rome because of the archaelogical sites), and the concert was very... entertaining. &amp;nbsp;The singers were generally only OK and the orchestra was crazy. &amp;nbsp;The violinist tuned to the harp and I knew at that point that it was going to be weird. &amp;nbsp;Then he was waving his bow around whie they were playing like he was conducting but he was just following them, I think. &amp;nbsp;He would wave it at the singers like he was tapping them on the head. &amp;nbsp;It was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dinner we ate at this place that used to be the studio of a famous sculptor and they had original plaster "tryouts" all over the restaruant. &amp;nbsp;I had linguini with lobster which was very good. &amp;nbsp;We got rushed out because they were closing fifteen minutes after we got there. &amp;nbsp;It was tasty stuff though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked and did some window shopping and then took a bus home. &amp;nbsp;A whole bunch of college-aged kids came on to the bus and packed it solid. &amp;nbsp;And while we were moving, this drunk kid sitting directly across from me started to throw up - thankfully he didn't have anything to eat.... it was just liquid and spit. &amp;nbsp;Patty and I jumped onto our seats in time and road on the backs until they all got off. &amp;nbsp;They were, of course, American.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-2826794353735623421?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/2826794353735623421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=2826794353735623421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/2826794353735623421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/2826794353735623421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2010/06/rome-i.html' title='Rome I'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TAkLDB3CsZI/AAAAAAAADYs/QNuOGEIoTFA/s72-c/IMG_8326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-3482496281664213818</id><published>2010-06-01T12:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T10:45:36.607-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italy'/><title type='text'>Quick note from Rome</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="left" style="margin-right: 10px; width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/oWO8I42GPhQClNdsvqixYg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TAkKin7NQcI/AAAAAAAADVc/ZjvAYZvwYfk/s288/IMG_8207.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/FranceAndItaly2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;France and Italy 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Hidy ho from Rome - just a quick note because I'm not using my computer while here, I probably won't post much more until I get back home.&amp;nbsp; Rome is crazy though - it's amazing how the old and the new are so integrated.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jose, Patty and I have gone a WHOLE bunch of places, so far mostly in the southern part of the center (I guess) - tomorrow there is a parade for their equivalent of the 4th of July in that area so we did that today and tomorrow we'll be hanging out in the general area of the Vatican.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we're going to see a show where they'll be performing famous arias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food here&amp;nbsp;is incredible.&amp;nbsp; I'm glad I'm only here for a short while, otherwise I'd gain 500 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/p6-RXuiEjtmx5WKLuu799A?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TAkKvl_Xn0I/AAAAAAAADW4/s7mUYxmfvEQ/s144/IMG_8257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/DV7i9GYBcp7SUXuIB2IGlA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TAkKuPXzRwI/AAAAAAAADWw/zVwDCYvXVFs/s144/IMG_8255.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/FranceAndItaly2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;France and Italy 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-3482496281664213818?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/3482496281664213818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=3482496281664213818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/3482496281664213818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/3482496281664213818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2010/06/quick-note-from-rome.html' title='Quick note from Rome'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TAkKin7NQcI/AAAAAAAADVc/ZjvAYZvwYfk/s72-c/IMG_8207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-113331417531164267</id><published>2010-05-30T05:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T10:41:49.960-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='france'/><title type='text'>In Gray Paris</title><content type='html'>We're in Paris!&amp;nbsp; It's kind of gray here... and cooler than Spain.&amp;nbsp; Last night I didn't get to the hotel until about 8:30 I think - there was a lot of traffic from the airport.&amp;nbsp; I arrived at the hotel at the same time as a few others from the opera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hotel is cool - contemporary with LED mood lighting, both in the rooms and hallways.&amp;nbsp; It's just a couple blocks from the Arc de Triomphe which is a very nice location except the metro line we're on is having troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="right" style="margin-left: 10px; width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/68esdgIbfdanOwxomuKj7w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TAkKc6tuZUI/AAAAAAAADU0/cYlDVgh0nRM/s288/IMG_8180.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/FranceAndItaly2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;France and Italy 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Last night we had to rush rush to meet Florencia for dinner because kitchens close around 10 pm here - as opposed to Spain when that's when a lot of people are just heading out for dinner!&amp;nbsp; Our train stopped halfway there (and dumped us right at Moulin Rouge) so we took a cab the rest of the way and made it just in time to have a simple but delicious roasted chicken dinner with these AWESOME round, flat french fry type things that had garlic on them, salad and we all got dessert.&amp;nbsp; I got a creme brulee, Florencia got a coconut cake and Jose got this thing I can't remember the name of - it's like meringue in a pool of creme and caramel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around for a little bit - Flo and I are going to hang out for some before the opera while Jose rehearses and then she'll go see it - I'll probably walk around somewhere or go to a museum that she suggested.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-113331417531164267?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/113331417531164267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=113331417531164267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/113331417531164267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/113331417531164267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-gray-paris.html' title='In Gray Paris'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TAkKc6tuZUI/AAAAAAAADU0/cYlDVgh0nRM/s72-c/IMG_8180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-1674327635715436565</id><published>2010-05-28T23:00:00.019-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T08:10:04.231-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spain'/><title type='text'>A little of this, a little of that.</title><content type='html'>Jose and I went to have coffee (well, I had another hot chocolate) with Enrique back at Circulo de las Belles Artes. &amp;nbsp;We chatted with him for a couple of hours (what a great guy) and Jose had to run to the opera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to find the San Miguel market again and got some delicious canapes. &amp;nbsp;I also got a couple of shirts at Zara - I love being in Europe because the clothes fit me. &amp;nbsp;I'm a medium here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat at the restaurant near the theater and had a glass of sangria and people watched for a little while before running back to the apartment to drop off my bag and wait for Jose outside the artist's entrance after the opera was done. &amp;nbsp;Heading back I got turned around TWICE. &amp;nbsp;I've never gotten lost so much in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="left" style="margin-right: 10px; width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/yHcp1IDhcwOF-GPmU0kv2g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TAuP2cnmF9I/AAAAAAAADdQ/yE1fmCvbycE/s400/IMG_8161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Spain2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Spain 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We ended up going back to the restaurant with many of the cast members and hung out there for a couple of hours and had a great time - they are all very nice! &amp;nbsp;We went to a little party on a roof before getting home at 3:30. &amp;nbsp;Beautiful view from up there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-1674327635715436565?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/1674327635715436565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=1674327635715436565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/1674327635715436565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/1674327635715436565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2010/05/little-of-this-little-of-that.html' title='A little of this, a little of that.'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/TAuP2cnmF9I/AAAAAAAADdQ/yE1fmCvbycE/s72-c/IMG_8161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-978074300890441966</id><published>2010-05-28T08:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T09:25:54.063-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spain'/><title type='text'>Let's take a train... or not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="right" style="margin-left: 10px; width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/JIMFMUDlCkObU15ayjZoNw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/S_-4kfiFoVI/AAAAAAAADUc/RQCiVv_yg_4/s400/IMG_0450.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Spain2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Spain 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Jose and I went to see if we could take a train to Toledo but they were on strike so most of the trains weren't running. &amp;nbsp;We were going to try to go to the monastery near Madrid but that needs a train, too, and one of the security guards said the train hadn't come in over an hour. &amp;nbsp;Jose couldn't risk not getting back in time for the opera tonight, so we did plan C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked through Retiro park again and walked around the fancy shopping Salamanca neighborhood, looping back around to the park. &amp;nbsp;We got some delicious treats at the Moulin Chocolat just as it started raining. &amp;nbsp;We took the metro one stop and now we're back at the apartment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm foreseeing eating out while Jose's at the opera but otherwise laying kind of low today. &amp;nbsp;Tomorrow afternoon we head to Paris!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-978074300890441966?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/978074300890441966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=978074300890441966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/978074300890441966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/978074300890441966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2010/05/lets-take-train-or-not.html' title='Let&apos;s take a train... or not.'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/S_-4kfiFoVI/AAAAAAAADUc/RQCiVv_yg_4/s72-c/IMG_0450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-73614952935163123</id><published>2010-05-27T19:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T19:40:39.566-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spain'/><title type='text'>Ottavia, Ottavia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="left" style="margin-right: 10px; width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Ioi0bRDmV44l-7_KBl8liCP5s5IdkbaNg6Yxn_lr7zk?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/S_73O4kAZlI/AAAAAAAADTA/yzIgbXW9tus/s288/IMG_8126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Spain2010?authkey=Gv1sRgCMjdgfOZ18aDzQE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Spain 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The Prado Museum was great - lots of art that was generally violent or naked, LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Circulo de Bellas Artes for a "snack" - I got two canapes expecting small ones like I've always gotten, but these were huge: anchovies and tomato, and salmon with a cream-cheese like stuff. &amp;nbsp;With it I got a delicious not-very-sweet hot chocolate with amaretto flavor, but I couldn't really taste the almond much. &amp;nbsp;Jose got a strawberry white chocolate cake that he was too moved by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to the apartment and I ironed my clothes for the opera, which was good because he got called last minute for a rehearsal because they recorded the performance tonight for a dvd. &amp;nbsp;I got to see Siobhan for a little bit before and after the show. &amp;nbsp;The audience seemed to love it... long applause! &amp;nbsp;I enjoyed it very much - and it was the first time I had seen it in person. &amp;nbsp;I liked many of the singers a lot... and it was a good-looking cast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up sitting next to conductor &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alan_Curtis_(harpsichordist)" target="_blank"&gt;Alan Curtis&lt;/a&gt; who was a very nice guy - Jose noticed where I was sitting and told me who it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 1:30 am and I'm not particularly tired... we're planning on sleeping in because Jose has to perform again, but we're planning on going to Toledo for a little while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-73614952935163123?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/73614952935163123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=73614952935163123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/73614952935163123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/73614952935163123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2010/05/ottavia-ottavia.html' title='Ottavia, Ottavia...'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/S_73O4kAZlI/AAAAAAAADTA/yzIgbXW9tus/s72-c/IMG_8126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-2374919790137089467</id><published>2010-05-27T07:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T11:23:13.879-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spain'/><title type='text'>No Segovia para mi</title><content type='html'>My plans to go to Segovia today are in the crapper - what a mess the train station was this morning - the ticket counters numbering system was all whacked and then once I got to a person I found that I had to get to another station to go... and by then it was getting late and I couldn't figure out how to use my Eurail pass to get to the Chamartin station from Atoche. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway. &amp;nbsp;I just had lunch with Jose - he made this good chicken dish with rice. &amp;nbsp;We're going to the &lt;a href="http://www.museodelprado.es/en/" target="_blank"&gt;Prado Museum&lt;/a&gt; in a few...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-2374919790137089467?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/2374919790137089467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=2374919790137089467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/2374919790137089467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/2374919790137089467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-segovia-para-mi.html' title='No Segovia para mi'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-8892405972566039557</id><published>2010-05-26T18:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T09:30:52.605-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spain'/><title type='text'>Observations in Spain</title><content type='html'>Gross generalizations. &amp;nbsp;Spainards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;seem to be really nice and polite once you engage them. &amp;nbsp;Otherwise they mind their own business - the flight down was the quietest and well-behaved flight I think I've been on - even with children.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pick their noses with aplomb (men anyway)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cough and sneeze without covering their mouths&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;like to roll their own - especially girls???&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;people like the streets to be clean... sort of. &amp;nbsp;They kick litter around until it's out of the way. &amp;nbsp;In general, Spain is very clean.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-8892405972566039557?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/8892405972566039557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=8892405972566039557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/8892405972566039557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/8892405972566039557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2010/05/observations-in-spain.html' title='Observations in Spain'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-2704515956339727042</id><published>2010-05-26T18:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T19:39:20.996-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spain'/><title type='text'>I never looked for a barber!  Dagnabbit!</title><content type='html'>Seville was very nice!  It was like a bigger version of Cordoba.  We took the bus to the Santa Cruz neighborhood after the 2.5 hour train ride (and getting up at 6:30 am) and walked around that neighborhood and the Jardines de Catalina de Ribera and Jardines de Murillo before settling on a place to eat near the Hospital de los Venerables.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both had great food - we shared duck pate and Jose had beef stew with the meat falling apart and I had a casserole of fish, squid and shrimp.  Our waiter was a nice guy and offered to take our picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we went to the Cathedral which was HUGE.  The brochure said it was the biggest gothic cathedral in the world.  Christopher Columbus's tomb is there.  We spent quite a while there.  Outside Jose got his (very expensive) fortune read by a gypsy.  Another kept trying to give me a sprig of something or other but I just kept saying in Spanish, "No thanks!  No thanks!  I don't understand you!"  Then she wanted me to pay.  Yeah, right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked down more streets toward the bull ring which was closed and we sat near the river to rest our feet which were very tired by then.  Cobblestones and windy and slightly hilly roads take their toll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We weren't quite sure what to do next, but I wanted to see these gardens on the map that we first thought we walked through at the beginning (the city/map are confusing just like the rest of Spain!). &amp;nbsp;Turns out they were part of the Royal Alcazar palace which was also gigantic. &amp;nbsp;We wanted a photo of the two of us and we asked these two girls, one of which was from Boston and the other from Rio! &amp;nbsp;Daniella and Vanessa. &amp;nbsp;Vanessa and Jose chattered in Portuguese and Danielle and I talked for a bit - she was enjoying our graduation present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Rw6eaTm209gNDjMdrBlhpSP5s5IdkbaNg6Yxn_lr7zk?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/S_2aq2ZnhpI/AAAAAAAADSg/JwlfK9CJKzg/s144/IMG_8112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/E6rYWduWNMWD2vFk-nDBQSP5s5IdkbaNg6Yxn_lr7zk?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/S_2ZXfpNjWI/AAAAAAAADOs/_04AWlGQ_3s/s144/IMG_8045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/l5E3Z3XKHENvVK9sg3vWhSP5s5IdkbaNg6Yxn_lr7zk?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/S_2awB2bVsI/AAAAAAAADSs/5K--rPpXgMY/s144/IMG_8120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Spain2010?authkey=Gv1sRgCMjdgfOZ18aDzQE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Spain 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were pretty tired after that so we headed to the train station to change our tickets but Jose couldn't change his, so we just hung out for a while and rested. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After returning to Madrid, we went to Vaca Argentina for dinner and had some good grub... an EXCELLENT appetizer of fried wild mushrooms with garlic mayo, I had skirt steak that was tough, Jose had a delicious flank steak and cheesy potatoes, and I had cheesecake ice cream for dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have NO idea what I'm doing tomorrow. &amp;nbsp;I'm supposed to go to the opera but Jose planted the idea in my head to go to Marrakech!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-2704515956339727042?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/2704515956339727042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=2704515956339727042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/2704515956339727042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/2704515956339727042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-never-looked-for-barber-dagnabbit.html' title='I never looked for a barber!  Dagnabbit!'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/S_2aq2ZnhpI/AAAAAAAADSg/JwlfK9CJKzg/s72-c/IMG_8112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-8121901183679523909</id><published>2010-05-25T15:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T09:26:11.247-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spain'/><title type='text'>Sunnuvabuggerboo</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/sEGpGzF42IRzIXT3IlkltSP5s5IdkbaNg6Yxn_lr7zk?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/S_wlEnIM5-I/AAAAAAAADNY/YAZbH8fFwWQ/s400/SOB.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Spain2010?authkey=Gv1sRgCMjdgfOZ18aDzQE&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Spain 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-8121901183679523909?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/8121901183679523909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=8121901183679523909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/8121901183679523909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/8121901183679523909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2010/05/sunnuvabuggerboo.html' title='Sunnuvabuggerboo'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/S_wlEnIM5-I/AAAAAAAADNY/YAZbH8fFwWQ/s72-c/SOB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-3492290157252868716</id><published>2010-05-25T15:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:21:46.069-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spain'/><title type='text'>Córdoba</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="right" style="margin-left: 10px; width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ybsfS2O45-4VSxwNR_SMmSP5s5IdkbaNg6Yxn_lr7zk?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/S_wcrhf_ccI/AAAAAAAADJI/_HUQVvn7s9o/s288/IMG_7943.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Spain2010?authkey=Gv1sRgCMjdgfOZ18aDzQE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Spain 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I got up relatively early and left for the train station and promptly got lost. &amp;nbsp;Again. &amp;nbsp;I tried to take a shorter route and ended up doing a big, useless loop. &amp;nbsp;Streets in Spain are totally effed up, kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my tickets to and from Córdoba and tickets for me and Jose to Seville for tomorrow. &amp;nbsp;Hopefully I can walk tomorrow because it felt like the skin on my feet was burned off today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About an hour and forty five minutes gets one from Madrid to Córdoba and the land between the two is not incredibly riveting, though it's interesting. &amp;nbsp;LOTS of olive bushes. &amp;nbsp;I mean, lots. &amp;nbsp;No wonder they eat so much olive oil with everything. &amp;nbsp;Lots of red flowers everywhere too... not sure what those were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked from the train station to the ancient semi-walled area that's the barrio La Judería. &amp;nbsp;I wrote in my little book when I got there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/N9b1O3M6JV-dzvFDyXOnaSP5s5IdkbaNg6Yxn_lr7zk?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/S_wdF6YWYHI/AAAAAAAADKY/5smg4BsJ5mE/s144/IMG_7966.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/PDphrMG6DsNKPJw0Mg8V3yP5s5IdkbaNg6Yxn_lr7zk?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/S_wdtRBC6FI/AAAAAAAADMQ/pFV8veEO3Po/s144/IMG_7991.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/c23gLzhlxZ3P7JHkp16wECP5s5IdkbaNg6Yxn_lr7zk?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/S_wdQbSuqjI/AAAAAAAADK0/9NxzWJJ6kFg/s144/IMG_7979.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Spain2010?authkey=Gv1sRgCMjdgfOZ18aDzQE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Spain 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the cathedral-inside-of-a-mosque in Córdoba and it's one of the most amazing things I've seen. &amp;nbsp;It's very dim and relatively quiet considering the number of people in here. &amp;nbsp;The red and white archways are everywhere and the cathedral is mixed in, with the main part in the center. &amp;nbsp;I think I've gone around twice but don't want to leave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later: &amp;nbsp;My feet are f'ing killing me! &amp;nbsp;I've been wandering around the old section of Córdoba, whic is kind of like a bigger, broken-walled version of Murten. &amp;nbsp;I had lunch at a nice restaurant with very friendly waiters and had fried calamari (not very good), these meatball and french fries in a thick sauce (very good) and fried eggplant in a sweet almond and cinnamon sauce (the best).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm resting on a bench now; there are more things I'd like to see but I don't think I will have any skin on my feet for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later (5:00): &amp;nbsp;So I asked a guy about his horse-drawn carriage ride and it was 46 euros for a carriage load but since I was by myself I said no thank-you and moved on. &amp;nbsp;The dude chased me down for half a block (I thought I heard someone yelling!) and ended up whittling it down to 30 euros so I did it. &amp;nbsp;I didn't want to walk! &amp;nbsp;It wasn't worth the money but still a nice ride. &amp;nbsp;I think I showed up on a lot of people's cameras on that ride and he went down some NARROW streets and almost ran down a couple of people! &amp;nbsp;They literally had to leap out of the way and press themselves against walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have three and a half hours and my feet are dead. &amp;nbsp;I still have to haul my ass back to the train station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later later: &amp;nbsp;Well I hung around in the shade for a little longer and then walked back to the station and changed my ticket to come back earlier. &amp;nbsp;Glad I did, really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got back to the train station, I think I walked all the way around trying to find my way back home. &amp;nbsp;It's a big station too, and I had to ask a policeman directions. &amp;nbsp;I think I'm gonna make a grilled ham and cheese, Spanish style.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-3492290157252868716?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/3492290157252868716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=3492290157252868716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/3492290157252868716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/3492290157252868716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2010/05/cordoba.html' title='Córdoba'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/S_wcrhf_ccI/AAAAAAAADJI/_HUQVvn7s9o/s72-c/IMG_7943.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-6296854633420768521</id><published>2010-05-24T15:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T15:54:11.126-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spain'/><title type='text'>My feetos hurto</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="right" style="margin-right: 10px; width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/2KWLdIYQfmATu1jjxfyPjiP5s5IdkbaNg6Yxn_lr7zk?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/S_rUkZSZpWI/AAAAAAAADGM/4fllYfpC-oY/s144/IMG_7856.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Spain2010?authkey=Gv1sRgCMjdgfOZ18aDzQE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Spain 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Lots of walking.  That's what we did today.  We trekked around a good portion of the Centro neighborhood, seeing many of the major points of interest:  the Opera house, Plaza Mayor, Puerta del Sol and a bunch of other stuff between our apartment and the Palacio Real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were going to go in the palacio but the line was huge, so we went in the cathedral of Nuestra Senora de la Almudena museum and dome instead.  I technically went outside around the dome, just disregard the fact that I was pressed up against the wall with the world tilting swiftly under my feet.  There was a big thick glass partition but phobias are by nature illogical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a little something to eat... I had anchovies on toast with mooshed tomato - it was very good.  Jose had a potato/egg pancake thingy that is common around these parts.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pooped and dehydrated so we came back and I took a nap and Jose went off to the opera.  I went to the botanical gardens and was going to look into train tickets but I realized I forgot my Eurail pass at the apartment.  I'll just have to go tomorrow morning early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up some grub from a cute little vegetarian buffet place and had some other odds and ends like these potato chips that are so good - thick and crunchy and greasy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Muo-CH7Zsqja3aSBMJ9b4SP5s5IdkbaNg6Yxn_lr7zk?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/S_rVAdd-5AI/AAAAAAAADHg/8MndPBo23T8/s144/IMG_7882.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/SZo_Bla9js2ztBDCYWwQBiP5s5IdkbaNg6Yxn_lr7zk?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/S_rYkjLB2aI/AAAAAAAADI0/nmeztx-48l8/s144/IMG_7900.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/WHFxFsR4vYvqH6Huv4oouiP5s5IdkbaNg6Yxn_lr7zk?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/S_rUoksgLhI/AAAAAAAADGY/lhvXvZiAgng/s144/IMG_7859.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Spain2010?authkey=Gv1sRgCMjdgfOZ18aDzQE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Spain 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-6296854633420768521?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/6296854633420768521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=6296854633420768521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/6296854633420768521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/6296854633420768521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-feetos-hurto.html' title='My feetos hurto'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/S_rUkZSZpWI/AAAAAAAADGM/4fllYfpC-oY/s72-c/IMG_7856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-8128361707110409358</id><published>2010-05-24T06:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T15:17:31.057-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spain'/><title type='text'>SLEEP finally</title><content type='html'>Well, I think after two naps I went to bed around 9:00 last night and woke up after 11 this morning!  Jose's making a little breakfast and then I am going to figure out what I'm going to do this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of a train trip to at least Cordova and maybe Seville tomorrow... not sure how much I can do in a day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jose just made breakfast that we shared with the sweet lady that cleans the apartment - toast with ham and cheese and I had a little bit of duck pate on crackers which is so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we're going to look up some stuff to do in Madrid - I have no desire to see a bull fight although I wouldn't mind seeing the building.  We'll see...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-8128361707110409358?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/8128361707110409358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=8128361707110409358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/8128361707110409358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/8128361707110409358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2010/05/sleep-finally.html' title='SLEEP finally'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-4974355464892247435</id><published>2010-05-23T12:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T12:55:11.315-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spain'/><title type='text'>Madrid Arrival</title><content type='html'>I arrived in Madrid in perfect weather. &amp;nbsp;After walking down an ENDLESS corridor from the jetway to immigration, I went through a pretty quick immigration/customs process and met Jose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the metro to the apartment where I promptly took a nap, since I had only gotten about 2 hours of sleep since I left home Saturday morning and we were meeting friends at a park for a picnic for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto; margin-right: 5px;" align="left"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/EJTb8sykPhi9SPH5puOAAiP5s5IdkbaNg6Yxn_lr7zk?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/S_lWJ1zAVfI/AAAAAAAADFM/p2NexVKlhHk/s288/IMG_7841.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Spain2010?authkey=Gv1sRgCMjdgfOZ18aDzQE&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Spain 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Jose got some food while I slept and we met Anna and Frank at Retiro Park for our picnic. &amp;nbsp;We had all kinds of delicious stuff (WAY too much for four people), including La Duree macarons!! &amp;nbsp;Anna is a great cook - she made delicious Italian sandwiches (mozz, tomato, lettuce, a little bit of pesto) and I think the other had mortadella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hung out there for about 5 hours I think! &amp;nbsp;It was a very nice, relaxing time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jose's off to a coaching and I'm chilling at the apartment because I'm fading fast but trying to stay up longer so I don't wake up at 2 am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-4974355464892247435?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/4974355464892247435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=4974355464892247435' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/4974355464892247435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/4974355464892247435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2010/05/madrid-arrival.html' title='Madrid Arrival'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/S_lWJ1zAVfI/AAAAAAAADFM/p2NexVKlhHk/s72-c/IMG_7841.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-1947699246580963897</id><published>2010-03-15T08:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T08:26:56.108-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='france'/><title type='text'>Next Up!  Europe 2010</title><content type='html'>Flights are booked for Europe 2010.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the itinerary:  Madrid, Paris and Rome.  Jose's performing in L'incoronazione di Poppea again and that'll take us from Madrid to Paris, and then we're stopping in Rome to visit our friend Patti who's from Brazil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It'll be my first time in Spain and Italy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-1947699246580963897?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/1947699246580963897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=1947699246580963897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/1947699246580963897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/1947699246580963897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2010/03/next-up-europe-2010.html' title='Next Up!  Europe 2010'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-5022461233851507065</id><published>2009-05-28T17:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T17:18:14.707-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home again...</title><content type='html'>I'm back home and sad to be away from Switzerland - I love it there... it's one of the few places I've been to when I'm not looking forward to coming home even at the end of the trip.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday I mis-read my itinerary and missed my flight, but fortunately got a flight the next day at no charge (thank you US Airways)!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-5022461233851507065?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/5022461233851507065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=5022461233851507065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/5022461233851507065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/5022461233851507065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2009/05/home-again.html' title='Home again...'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-1609884561511921554</id><published>2009-05-24T14:14:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T14:22:02.258-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switzerland'/><title type='text'>Sprüngli and a boat</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;" align="left"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ECGBdzr-gtmTbCpf8O_pRg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/ShmHlt0bs2I/AAAAAAAACvM/48fZjuF5VXU/s144/IMG_0378.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;" align="left"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/oe8r0BEWSfooUxeBITxigw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/ShmHzh4P1NI/AAAAAAAACvY/mb0j0hp7_Ck/s144/IMG_0384.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/JywIytpyC5CFSsd9XtUwnw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/ShmIE2-VRYI/AAAAAAAACvk/EkGbV-lGBrE/s144/IMG_0392.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Europe2009?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europe 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Today we met Jory and Philippe at Sprüngli (a famous Swiss chocolatier and cafe) for brunch.  It was expensive but pretty good.  Meats and cheeses, pastries, müsli, and your choice of drinks.  It was hot and humid today so we hung out there for a while (one of the few air conditioned places).  &lt;div&gt;Jose had a great idea of going out on the Zürich lake on the boat, so we did a round trip round the lake.  In the sun it was really hot but in the shade it was breezy and nice.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stopped at the Rail Station mall (the only stores open on Sunday) before going back to the apartment.  The only thing I can think of that stinks about Switzerland (aside from the lack of air conditioning) is that everything is closed on Sundays except restaurants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow's my last full day in Switzerland =(.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-1609884561511921554?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/1609884561511921554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=1609884561511921554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/1609884561511921554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/1609884561511921554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2009/05/sprungli-and-boat.html' title='Sprüngli and a boat'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/ShmHlt0bs2I/AAAAAAAACvM/48fZjuF5VXU/s72-c/IMG_0378.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-5578383192341499281</id><published>2009-05-23T15:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T15:36:36.102-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switzerland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='germany'/><title type='text'>Konstanz and Luzerne (kinda)</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width:auto;" align="right"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/rVLMfqD1cbU4dIeLSvar5w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/ShhNWglr1UI/AAAAAAAACsA/Uxd6NBw5Mlg/s144/IMG_0362.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Europe2009?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europe 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I got up this morning and took the train to Konstanz, Germany.  Jose thought about coming but all the walking around in the sun would tire him out for the opera tonight, so he skipped it.  Good thing too, because it was HOT.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a nice town - VERY touristy.  The fire department was lifting people in cherry-picker type things just for a view, there were people dancing around in costumes, people sunning themselves by the lake.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;" align="left"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/uY9g2hGBhlyfiQlAvJ0G_w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/ShhNvVdpdyI/AAAAAAAACtI/DLE5bBhgjm8/s144/IMG_0371.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Europe2009?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europe 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I found a pair of pants I kind of liked but they were 30's (my size) and TOO BIG?!  Either I'm losing weight with all the walking or they were running kind of big.  Anyway, I almost bought the 30's but they are pretty funky and I would have a hard time finding occasions to wear them.  I'm planning on doing some more shopping on Monday.  I wish things weren't so damned expensive.  But, I have been very good with my money so far, so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the 1000th Swiss town I got kind of bored and decided to go to Luzerne and go to the top of Pilatus again.  I got all the way there and guess what?  The upward lifts were closed.  I missed the last one by like 2 hours.  I thought I was going to be able to see the sun set from up there.  Boo.  I just got back on the train back to Zurich.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I looked around for a place to eat but being Saturday night, everything was mobbed.  I got McDonalds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-5578383192341499281?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/5578383192341499281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=5578383192341499281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/5578383192341499281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/5578383192341499281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2009/05/konstanz-and-luzerne-kinda.html' title='Konstanz and Luzerne (kinda)'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/ShhNWglr1UI/AAAAAAAACsA/Uxd6NBw5Mlg/s72-c/IMG_0362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-5696010723392221070</id><published>2009-05-22T13:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T13:40:05.626-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switzerland'/><title type='text'>Freitag</title><content type='html'>Jose and I thought and thought about what to do today... but we just ended up going downtown to do a little shopping (and bought nothing).  I was hoping we'd be able to find something in our size - I did find a shirt I liked but it was about $170 or so... too expensive... That's Switzerland!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had lunch just as it started raining hard - we both got chicken cordon bleu with fries which was very good.  I almost got the hashbrown thing again because it was called something totally different on this menu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we've spent most of the day lounging around the apartment... surfing the net and Jose reading and practicing.  It's been beautiful and sunny since we got back to the apartment but I don't feel like going all the way back down.  Tomorrow I'm planning on going to Konstanz.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-5696010723392221070?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/5696010723392221070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=5696010723392221070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/5696010723392221070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/5696010723392221070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2009/05/freitag.html' title='Freitag'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-4287025807812704018</id><published>2009-05-21T14:52:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T13:40:34.345-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switzerland'/><title type='text'>Zurich and Zug</title><content type='html'>Today was a Swiss holiday so everything except restaurants were closed.  Jose had an early afternoon performance so I was on my own until about 5:30.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went down to the old town area (Niederdorfer) and had some Italian for lunch - veal scallopine with egg noodles that was all right.  Then I took a train to Zug to check out that small town/city.  I decided to bring back "Dan" and chatted with the girl across from me to see if she knew about the town, and she gave me a mini-tour of the city while on her way to the office (she had to work part of the day since she works for an international company).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;" align="left"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/KM7djP_qXEXKm5uM_Z28Zg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/ShWdy2x6Z6I/AAAAAAAACrA/-q3RRTueTJ4/s144/IMG_0317.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Europe2009?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europe 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;" align="left"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/iE-48urvPLN9PIM6geY6jQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/ShWcaEaMw3I/AAAAAAAACqA/ypOZPLm3oCk/s144/IMG_0301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Europe2009?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europe 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;So she showed me the city, the lake and the old part of town.  It was a pretty town, but small, so I didn't spend a whole lot of time there - just a couple of hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met Jose at the opera house and we got some gelato (it was a hot day today too), walked back down Niederdorfer and had spaghetti bolognese for dinner.  It was not bad but it looked a lot better than it tasted.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;" align="right"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ESaW-1ApX2A0ljv-XmhIiQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/ShWd30jJySI/AAAAAAAACrE/DhsnnxW9TPg/s144/IMG_0336.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Europe2009?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europe 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We just missed the Dolderbahn so we decided to walk to the apartment (major uphill walk) and that was dumb.  We're pooped now but should sleep well.  Tomorrow we're not sure what we're going to do on Jose's free day... we're considering a whole bunch of things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-4287025807812704018?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/4287025807812704018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=4287025807812704018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/4287025807812704018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/4287025807812704018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2009/05/zurich-and-zug.html' title='Zurich and Zug'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/ShWdy2x6Z6I/AAAAAAAACrA/-q3RRTueTJ4/s72-c/IMG_0317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-7280469961773805342</id><published>2009-05-20T17:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T04:21:02.579-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switzerland'/><title type='text'>Cities of Heroes</title><content type='html'>Today I went to Bern to meet in person for the first time a friend that I've played an online game with for months.  I forgot everything I should have brought with the exception of my Swiss Pass:  My wallet, Swiss Francs (although I had dollars, euros and pounds), and although I brought my camera, my battery remained charging in the apartment.  Curses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I met Justin (Zhoos-tan), who lives in France with his wife, at the bahnhofplatz.  We wandered somewhat aimlessly a bit while we got our bearings (which took quite a while)... we went to the Cathedral, went down to the Aare...  took some cool photos.  While at the Cathedral, there was a man waving a scarf, ranting and seemingly talking to unseen people near him.  Justin wanted to take a picture of the famous doors, but was afraid to go close!  But then the man was distracted by a woman and Justin swooped in for a couple of shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we took a long freaking hike UP to the Rose Gardens, which had surprisingly few roses, but the view from up there was beautiful.  We sat there and rested our feet for a while before taking a peek at the Bear Pits (no bears though).  Lunch (shweinshnitzel) and then deciding to go to Murten (Bern isn't the most exciting town but is nice).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rail station was INSANE.  The non-Bern soccer fans, dressed in red, were holed up in there surrounded by police since they are not apparently allowed to mix with the Bern fans before a game to avoid trouble.  They were screaming, chanting, singing and lighting flares inside.  We had to squeeze between some ticket machines and the wall to get to our train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murten was awesome - great weather, great views and some great chats as well.  Fortunately, Justin had his camera so eventually I'll get copies of the photos we took with his.  We had dinner at the middle eastern place (actually I've eaten there before) and had a really good doner kebab pizza!  Doner meat on a pizza.  It was really good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murten was even better than my last trip - lots of young people playing volleyball, a very outgoing little boy (maybe 2 years old) that would swing by for visits... we never did make it up on the walls of the town, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got back to Zurich about 11:00 pm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-7280469961773805342?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/7280469961773805342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=7280469961773805342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/7280469961773805342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/7280469961773805342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2009/05/cities-of-heroes.html' title='Cities of Heroes'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-1698757777792678114</id><published>2009-05-19T04:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T15:07:33.711-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switzerland'/><title type='text'>Appenzell</title><content type='html'>I wanted to see Ebenalp near Appenzell - it's high up on a mountain with a tiny hotel carved walkway into the side of a cliff.  So I took a two-hour train ride to find a sign of the lift station door saying they were closed (I think it said until the 20th.  Tomorrow).  But, there was an interesting view from the bottom and there a bunch of bell-wearing cows munching on grass and clanging.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took the train back to Appenzell and got out there.  It was a cute but VERY touristy town with lots of shops with swiss army knives, thimbles and spoons.  I got a cool lunch - Appenzell hash browns smothered in cheese and onions topped with a fried egg.  Tasty and massively rich.  The cheese smelled... interestingly (but not bad) and was very good.  I poked around the shops for a bit before training on back to Zurich.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw a poor boy get his hand caught in the door of a tram - he was fine but did he scream. And people just walked past him to get off.... hrm. Only a couple of people yelled at the operator to open the doors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was sooooo sleepy when I got back to the apartment.  I could have easily slept for the night at 7 but forced myself to stay up until 10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-1698757777792678114?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/1698757777792678114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=1698757777792678114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/1698757777792678114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/1698757777792678114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2009/05/appenzell.html' title='Appenzell'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-3273740013291262729</id><published>2009-05-17T04:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T04:36:21.524-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='london'/><title type='text'>Londres</title><content type='html'>Friday afternoon I went to the enormous Zurich airport (which is really a shopping mall with some airplanes) and took my flight to London's City Airport.  Swiss Air - it was pretty hilarious that they had business class seats but they were absolutely no different except that they were 1) the first three rows and 2) they got bottles of water before take off.  I was surprised we got a little orange muffin though - we don't get snacks very often on US flights any longer without paying for them.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;London's City Airport was great actually - it's smaller and things went much faster than they probably would have at Heathrow.  Some people tried cutting in line at immigration, and this one guy berated another for cutting, which everyone was secretly very happy about.  The damn guy never moved back, though.  Some people did...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The trains were soo crowded - it was rush hour - and I was about to pass out or become impregnated by someone if I had to ride for a few more stops.  But, I got to Russell and Peter's, we had a delicious chicken dinner and chatted for the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;" align="left"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/IrWjosklZjCfH8haSiqipQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCOPLrI30kpXm8gE&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/Sg878S5ALhI/AAAAAAAACiQ/X5NAT9GQIz8/s144/IMG_0238.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Europe2009?authkey=Gv1sRgCOPLrI30kpXm8gE&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europe 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Saturday I was planning on taking a fast train to Cambridge, but the Circle line was completely closed and the District line was closed in my area, so I tried to walk to Victoria Station but didn't make it.  So, I waited until Philippe got in and we walked around quite a bit - I met him back at Victoria (after going back to Russell and Peter's for a while) and we walked all through Hyde Park and took time to smell the roses, and then back to Russell and Peter's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all went out to Phoenix, a pub that was very loud due to a bachelorette party in the back room but I had my first alcoholic cider (not bad!) and I got a shrimp and clam salad for dinner.  It was not bad either - the clams were itty bitty ones - I had never had those before.&lt;table style="width:auto;" align="right"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/LyLWGXGt5uDsOdC-SqUk3g?authkey=Gv1sRgCOPLrI30kpXm8gE&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/Sg88Ek-dJhI/AAAAAAAACio/dupTgQVC2eA/s144/IMG_0252.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Europe2009?authkey=Gv1sRgCOPLrI30kpXm8gE&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europe 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Philippe headed back to his hotel and Russell and Peter and I watched the voting results for the Eurovision contest.  Norway won...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jose should be getting from Paris sometime soon, and we'll all go to the London performance of Agrippina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-3273740013291262729?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/3273740013291262729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=3273740013291262729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/3273740013291262729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/3273740013291262729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2009/05/londres.html' title='Londres'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/Sg878S5ALhI/AAAAAAAACiQ/X5NAT9GQIz8/s72-c/IMG_0238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-7595846616584066316</id><published>2009-05-14T15:34:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T16:16:29.091-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switzerland'/><title type='text'>Basel and Augusta Raurica</title><content type='html'>Back to Switzerland for us - although not quite as early as yesterday.  We both took the train from Paris, but when it stopped in Basel, I got off and Jose continued on to Zurich for another performance of the opera.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took me a little while to get my bearings and a lot of looking at maps and furrowing of my brow, but I started off visiting the cathedral, which was OK.  Basel isn't as picturesque as some of the other cities I've been to, but by the end of the day I liked it and it seems like there's more to DO than in Zurich.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the cathedral I went down Freiestrasse, which is kind of like Boston's Downtown Crossing.  I got my usual at Starbucks (my third time here) - Iced Soy Caramel Macchiato and a ham and cheese croissant (sooo good here).  After I snarfed my croissant and people watched for a bit, I went to the Botanical Garden at the university, which was really great.  Lots of photo opportunities there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;" align="left"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/4KEj78ELyfEIA8ovDGk7qg?authkey=Gv1sRgCOPLrI30kpXm8gE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SgxdrHTG12I/AAAAAAAACfM/MEEzI-O3UoU/s144/IMG_0208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;" align="left"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/b8T3CrkUh7Vr8KjkkU6c2A?authkey=Gv1sRgCOPLrI30kpXm8gE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SgxcnE548hI/AAAAAAAACek/FI9D3dXLfLo/s144/IMG_0194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;" align="left"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/hMi2RLgIPXYaE4EotpHBTQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCOPLrI30kpXm8gE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SgxdM5IO2-I/AAAAAAAACew/nIaBZjuQiPk/s144/IMG_0197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/t5X-lo1zzx73vmzS-sd1qA?authkey=Gv1sRgCOPLrI30kpXm8gE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/Sgxdde_dcfI/AAAAAAAACfA/2yJijHV2pcI/s144/IMG_0205.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Europe2009?authkey=Gv1sRgCOPLrI30kpXm8gE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europe 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next stop was the sculpture hall (I'm always up to see sculpture) - but this was kind of an odd collection in kind of one big room just sort of scattered about.  Some were even made of Styrofoam.  I'm pretty sure all of them were replicas, but I'm not sure.  Hey, it was free with my Swiss Pass.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I continued my cultural streak with a stop off at the Kunstmuseum (art museum), which was MUCH better.  Dali, Picasso, Van Gogh... lots of nice paintings and a larger, special Van Gogh exhibit that I didn't go to.  I found that I really liked one painter - Arnold Böcklin.  So I got some postcards to maybe put up at work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;" align="right"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/62FOmWMwxXLilVAugMuyuw?authkey=Gv1sRgCOPLrI30kpXm8gE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SgxeWTPSFJI/AAAAAAAACfo/nQ1g5RKdfLc/s144/IMG_0214.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Europe2009?authkey=Gv1sRgCOPLrI30kpXm8gE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europe 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Finally I returned to the visitor's center at the bahnhof and got directions (from the very nice woman that helped me at the start of my Basel visit) to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Augusta_Raurica" target="_blank"&gt;Augusta Raurica&lt;/a&gt;.  It was similar to my trip to Avenches last time - Roman ruins plopped in the middle of a regular town.  Or should I say, a regular town plopped on and around Roman ruins?  Thankfully the rain held off until I got back on the train.  I would have visited the part of town near the Rhine but my feet were sooo tired.  So I just came back to Zurich and the apartment... so I've just been updating my blog and Facebooking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still can't believe I am here for 11 more full days!  I'm going to be able to do so much unless I spend all my money (which is a real possibility here), but I'm very glad I got the Swiss Eurorail pass before I left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-7595846616584066316?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/7595846616584066316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=7595846616584066316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/7595846616584066316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/7595846616584066316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2009/05/basel-and-augusta-raurica.html' title='Basel and Augusta Raurica'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SgxdrHTG12I/AAAAAAAACfM/MEEzI-O3UoU/s72-c/IMG_0208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-2120779643038457265</id><published>2009-05-13T22:00:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T16:52:24.937-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='france'/><title type='text'>One Night in Paris, sushi, a flood, snobs and a church that was hiding from us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;One Night in Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jose and I got up early early to catch the first train to Paris so he could attend a rehearsal for &lt;A HREF="http://www.arpeggiata.com/" target=_blank&gt;Arpeggiata&lt;/A&gt; and I could visit with some Frenchie friends.  Four and a half hours later we stepped off the TGV and checked into our hotel which was thankfully very close to the train station.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;We had some time before Jose had to go to rehearsal (it got delayed a bit) so we had a good lunch at Marine - we had the best appetizer - tartare of shrimp and avocado.  The two were chopped and formed into a patty and served with a salad.  Yum.  I ordered filet mignon but ended up with pork.  The waitress WAS distracted when she took the order but she was sweet and the pork was good so I didn't mind.  Jose had a piece of steak with bleu cheese sauce.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our friend Philippe met us out after that - Jose had to head off so we had some coffee, chatted and walked around ending up at the museum des arts et metiers.  He had to take off so I switched off to meet &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm3022040/" target="_blank"&gt;Florencia&lt;/a&gt; there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Florencia and I walked all over the damned planet, mostly looking for La Madeleine.  We started off to eat sushi at a place Florencia really wanted to go to, but it was closed.  So then we went to see the Opera house, but we couldn't take a look inside because there was a concert coming up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So then we start hunting for La Madeleine, had trouble finding it and Florencia was getting so hungry she was going to start gnawing on pigeons, so we found a sushi place that didn't look crappy or wasn't too hot (we almost ate at a traiteur chinese buffet thing but it was 100000 degrees inside and humid).  The food wasn't bad but it started pouring outside and the roof and windows started leaking, so we had to move tables twice to avoid drowning or our fish coming back to life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XT5k1T3GLDs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XT5k1T3GLDs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once the rain let up, we resumed our search for the church and finally found it after asking directions a few times.  We got one of those cheesy coins to remember the day and then set off to search for &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Laduree" target="_blank"&gt;Laduree&lt;/a&gt; macarons.  Florencia knew it was near the church, but not exactly where.  She essentially pointed at it while explaining the lovely view as we were standing on the steps, but of course we went all the way around the church before finding it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;" align="left"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/WxIrS5VP7xngUWv03IWnag?authkey=Gv1sRgCOPLrI30kpXm8gE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SgtKfuhQT-I/AAAAAAAACds/89WVQsHUcII/s144/IMG_0168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Europe2009?authkey=Gv1sRgCOPLrI30kpXm8gE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europe 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;We purchased a box of 8 and decided to eat them at Notre Dame.  We were on a bus that was going the wrong direction when that occurred so we got off the bus and took the metro to ND.  We sat on the steps trying to act snobbish and took pictures of ourselves.  We noticed afterward that in our photos, behind us as we were decadently eating luxury desserts, there was a quite possibly homeless guy sleeping in our photos.  Florencia thought he was dying (not really) just like she thought all the snails were dying near us.  You had to be there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;" align="right"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/IIP0RY09M8CLzM6YzsqA3w?authkey=Gv1sRgCOPLrI30kpXm8gE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SgtLCbiaDuI/AAAAAAAACeA/fjpBYJgaeSs/s144/IMG_0174.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Europe2009?authkey=Gv1sRgCOPLrI30kpXm8gE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europe 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jose finished with rehearsals and he, of course, wanted to eat at the very area that was started our world trip, so we met our friend Florian and went to a place called Ave Maria.  Florencia and I didn't really like the food but Florian and Jose loved it.  The atmosphere was cool, though.  We heard/told some hilarious stories, Florencia burnt her finger on a candle and I wanted to kick the butt of a woman that bumped into me as she was leaving, but then decided to wait for something and stood right behind me so I could barely get out of my chair.  I essentially just pushed her aside.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alas, the day ended there with goodbyes at the metro.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-2120779643038457265?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/2120779643038457265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=2120779643038457265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/2120779643038457265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/2120779643038457265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-night-in-paris-sushi-flood-snobs.html' title='One Night in Paris, sushi, a flood, snobs and a church that was hiding from us.'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SgtKfuhQT-I/AAAAAAAACds/89WVQsHUcII/s72-c/IMG_0168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-8089395779520070176</id><published>2009-05-12T18:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T15:05:03.245-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switzerland'/><title type='text'>Mini Thoughts - Swiss Tidbits</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Macarons are amazing but too many will make you vomit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swiss fountain water is apparently the quality of bottle mineral water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Starbucks food in Europe is way better&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lots of people drink Redbull (it IS a Swiss product)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/387hL6-guQ1dlsQgnD2U_w?authkey=Gv1sRgCOPLrI30kpXm8gE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/Sgxd3K2ozgI/AAAAAAAACfU/qrKbtJ6ljmc/s400/IMG_0210.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Europe2009?authkey=Gv1sRgCOPLrI30kpXm8gE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europe 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-8089395779520070176?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/8089395779520070176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=8089395779520070176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/8089395779520070176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/8089395779520070176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2009/05/mini-thoughts.html' title='Mini Thoughts - Swiss Tidbits'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/Sgxd3K2ozgI/AAAAAAAACfU/qrKbtJ6ljmc/s72-c/IMG_0210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-2586466012050763353</id><published>2009-05-12T17:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:06:54.563-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switzerland'/><title type='text'>Sleepless in Zurich but a good day anyway</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width:auto;" align="left"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/5VfVPXsebnGMKUJOzhaIiQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCOPLrI30kpXm8gE&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/Sgnxcpb5vPI/AAAAAAAACdQ/bqb7VM_bNqw/s144/IMG_0144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Europe2009?authkey=Gv1sRgCOPLrI30kpXm8gE&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europe 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Last night I went to sleep at a normal hour, but I ended up waking up fairly quickly (I think it was Jose snoring) and couldn’t get back to sleep until about 4:00 am.  I went outside for a quick walk and sat outside on the steps for some fresh air, but there was a fox that kept appearing that I had to startle off a couple of times, so I went back inside.  Eventually after that I fell asleep and slept until 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jose and I went downtown and went to the Switzerland National Museum, but much of it was under reconstruction and there was a special exhibit that was devoted to Swiss jokes, of which we couldn’t understand most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;" align="right"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_TWFdi_LLmxCPtPgetGFCQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCOPLrI30kpXm8gE&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SgnxkSKYwQI/AAAAAAAACdY/mfmO-oLWh4c/s144/IMG_0159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Europe2009?authkey=Gv1sRgCOPLrI30kpXm8gE&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europe 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;" align="left"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/bNIULH8d2Pa5-n4z2yRiGg?authkey=Gv1sRgCOPLrI30kpXm8gE&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SgnxfaCZ93I/AAAAAAAACdU/okBxe_NeNV8/s144/IMG_0150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Europe2009?authkey=Gv1sRgCOPLrI30kpXm8gE&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europe 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Then Jose went to get his hair cut and I sat with him and chatted (sort of) with him and the stylist.  She could really only speak Italian, but I understood most of the conversation, but couldn’t even repeat what she had said.  She was sweet and cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wandered around for a little bit and took some photos before heading back to the apartment to get ready for the second performance of the opera.  Right now I’m sitting in the dressing room and I am taking photos of his costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we're getting up early early to take a train to Paris for one night so Jose can rehearse.  He'll do that and I'll hang out with Florencia and maybe Jory and Florian too.  Then the next morning we'll get up early again - Jose to go back to Zurich for another performance and I'll stay a while in Basel to poke around for the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-2586466012050763353?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/2586466012050763353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=2586466012050763353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/2586466012050763353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/2586466012050763353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2009/05/sleepless-in-zurich-but-good-day-anyway.html' title='Sleepless in Zurich but a good day anyway'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/Sgnxcpb5vPI/AAAAAAAACdQ/bqb7VM_bNqw/s72-c/IMG_0144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-6348420506598864110</id><published>2009-05-11T15:55:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T16:00:31.936-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switzerland'/><title type='text'>Tie Dinna with JorJor</title><content type='html'>Jory, Jose and I went to a Thai restaurant for dinner that everyone enjoyed.  I had chicken with cashews and they had Thai fried rice.  We started off with fruit drinks with a kind of Thai whiskey (Mekong) that was very good.  After that we got some yummy gelato (pistachio for me) whose flavor was slightly altered by the animal-heavy circus that was set up temporarily nearby.  We rounded out the evening chatting by the river near the opera house.  Nice night...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-6348420506598864110?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/6348420506598864110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=6348420506598864110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/6348420506598864110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/6348420506598864110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2009/05/tie-dinna-with-jorjor.html' title='Tie Dinna with JorJor'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-5905558170997091260</id><published>2009-05-11T10:41:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T11:00:36.841-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switzerland'/><title type='text'>Shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width:auto;" align="left"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/fzrUwatoiDgLFUIVYBJS8g?authkey=Gv1sRgCOPLrI30kpXm8gE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/Sgg2geoh6zI/AAAAAAAACYY/SsDLd8o_4SQ/s144/IMG_0114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Europe2009?authkey=Gv1sRgCOPLrI30kpXm8gE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europe 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;After Jose got some practicing in, we did some shopping downtown after swinging by Starbucks for my favorite drink - soy Caramel Macchiato - and a delicious ham and cheese croissant.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ironically, we spent the most time in stores that can be found in the U.S. (like H&amp;amp;M and Zara) but it's MUCH easier to find our sizes here.  Sometimes we're even mediums!  *GASP*  I found a jacket I quite liked but I wouldn't wear it enough to justify the price tag.  The exchange rate is decent but everything here is more expensive.  So it's almost a 1-for-1 exchange but lunch costs $12-$15 for a cheap version.  Meh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we did a lot of walking in OK weather - sprinkly and rainy at times.  In a bit we're meeting &lt;A HREF="http://www.joryvinikour.com" target=_blank&gt;Jory&lt;/A&gt; out for some dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty much the rest of the week is mapped out.  Tomorrow is a performance, so I have during the day to do whatever, then I'm going to take pictures of Jose's costumes.  Wednesday we head to Paris for a day, then we come back to Switzerland Thursday morning.  Jose'll head back to Zurich and I'll hang around Basel for the day.  Then Friday I head off to London.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-5905558170997091260?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/5905558170997091260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=5905558170997091260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/5905558170997091260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/5905558170997091260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2009/05/shopping.html' title='Shopping'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/Sgg2geoh6zI/AAAAAAAACYY/SsDLd8o_4SQ/s72-c/IMG_0114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-7230757735023043155</id><published>2009-05-10T18:59:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T05:45:50.947-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switzerland'/><title type='text'>Opera and Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width:auto;" align="left" style="margin-right: 10px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/f02ttTVXMjIjQD5iaPXatw?authkey=Gv1sRgCOPLrI30kpXm8gE&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SgdeCHsYCyI/AAAAAAAACXw/KWp_Y9n7CSE/s288/IMG_0094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Europe2009?authkey=Gv1sRgCOPLrI30kpXm8gE&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europe 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto; margin-left: 10px;" align=right;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/yJAFZHQgYSjG36_VBMEGZQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCOPLrI30kpXm8gE&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SgdeNeFHbEI/AAAAAAAACYM/xlbn1ege_L4/s144/IMG_0096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/Europe2009?authkey=Gv1sRgCOPLrI30kpXm8gE&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europe 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The folks in the opera were nervous because several people were sick recently, but the audience loved it and had them coming back out for tons of bows.  I enjoyed it thoroughly as well - it was a funky staging with a huge syringe and lots of blood and "dead bodies" lying about.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were these cool evil-looking nurses in black vinyl dresses and masks, dancers, gymnasts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the intermission I visited &lt;A HREF="http://www.joselemos.com" target=_blank&gt;Jose&lt;/A&gt; in the dressing room for a little bit and took a couple of photos - I'll take more at another performance when I'll be backstage the whole time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the opera was a reception with a ton of people and food and drinks... I got to see Jory of course - it's always a ton of fun to see him - and meet some new people.  I totally fell in love with the woman that played Poppea - pretty, great body, even better voice and a fun actress.  I told her I wanted to marry her if she gave me these shoes she was wearing in one act... they were awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-7230757735023043155?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/7230757735023043155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=7230757735023043155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/7230757735023043155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/7230757735023043155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2009/05/opera-and-party.html' title='Opera and Party'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SgdeCHsYCyI/AAAAAAAACXw/KWp_Y9n7CSE/s72-c/IMG_0094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-2857818419372091286</id><published>2009-05-10T09:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T09:52:17.592-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switzerland'/><title type='text'>Europe 2009:  Outward Bound</title><content type='html'>Well, I got to Zurich in one piece.  The flights were all very smooth, although I wasn't impressed with US Airways on international flights.  The flight from Philly to Zurich left two hours late because a tire needed to be changed and the jack broke, they needed more nitrogen...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took them forever to do the meal service and I just wanted to try to get some sleep.  The food wasn't the worst I've had - I had some cheesy pasta dish.  I was on a 767 so there weren't TV's in each seat or anything and my favorite - the little map with the plane marking the current position - was nowhere to be seen either.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes Man was the in-flight movie, although I only watched bits... without headphones - I don't know if they ever got the sound working.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now I'm in Jose's small one-room apartment that the Opernhaus owns which is in a very attractive (though a little out of the way) neighborhood.  To get there from downtown, you take a train, then the Dolderbahn (almost like a funicular) up the hill a couple of stops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jose's making some pork stewy thing for dinner...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight is the opening of the Opera Aggripina - I'll attend this performance and we're going to a party afterward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only mask-wearing weirdness I saw was generally foreigners in the Philadelphia airport.  And, generally people seemed less airport-stupid than I've seen on previous trips.  So far, so good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-2857818419372091286?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/2857818419372091286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=2857818419372091286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/2857818419372091286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/2857818419372091286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2009/05/europe-2009-outward-bound.html' title='Europe 2009:  Outward Bound'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-1268828915113984005</id><published>2009-02-14T19:22:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T19:29:58.192-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='london'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switzerland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='germany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='france'/><title type='text'>What's Next?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SZdhZKdClfI/AAAAAAAACGA/MSp7_skZn3Q/s1600-h/Switzerland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SZdhZKdClfI/AAAAAAAACGA/MSp7_skZn3Q/s320/Switzerland.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302814171182831090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Besides a long weekend in Charleston, my next big trip takes me back to Switzerland and London.  I'm also planning on visiting Italy, Germany and France!  So check back for updates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already purchased by &lt;a href="http://www.raileurope.com/rail-tickets-passes/swiss-pass/index.html" target=_blank&gt;EuroRail Swiss Pass&lt;/a&gt; and my flights are booked!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-1268828915113984005?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/1268828915113984005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=1268828915113984005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/1268828915113984005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/1268828915113984005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2009/02/whats-next.html' title='What&apos;s Next?'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SZdhZKdClfI/AAAAAAAACGA/MSp7_skZn3Q/s72-c/Switzerland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-2639425444559719830</id><published>2008-12-09T19:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:08:31.322-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost...</title><content type='html'>I lost all my blog entries recently =(  But my photos are still available.  Here are some:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/UruguayBrazil2008"&gt;Uruguay/Brazil&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/China"&gt;China&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lzd924/France#"&gt;France&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-2639425444559719830?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/2639425444559719830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=2639425444559719830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/2639425444559719830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/2639425444559719830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2008/12/lost.html' title='Lost...'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-7493021510647885144</id><published>2008-06-01T19:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T19:03:04.287-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brazil uruguay'/><title type='text'>Brazil / Uruguay Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gvygKzcnw-8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gvygKzcnw-8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-7493021510647885144?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/7493021510647885144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=7493021510647885144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/7493021510647885144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/7493021510647885144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2008/06/brazil-uruguay-video.html' title='Brazil / Uruguay Video'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3336807857780993148.post-2297982570662928128</id><published>2008-05-15T19:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T19:37:32.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Again</title><content type='html'>Well, I got back home at around noon on Wednesday, and my luggage arrived home around 8:30 pm. It got a little lost at JFK. Jose and I left Bage on Monday, stopping at the Federal Police to have my passport stamped, and headed out to the border town of Acegua. We got my passport stamped for Uruguay and visited his Aunt Nelli and saw a little cemetery where some family members are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped in Melo quickly for a little bite to eat where I found out for the first time that mating dogs get stuck together for a while. They were stuck right on the sidewalk where we were eating lunch. Interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove a bit between a gas station near Melo to Minas and Jose took over (thankfully) until we got to Eduardo's back in Montevideo. Eduardo made a delicious meal that was kind of like shepard's pie, but more flavorful. We watched a TV program about Bernini before I headed to bed. We left for the airport relatively early, but stopped to see Tia Maria at the Rambla and drove the scenic route to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my new Brazilian friends but I'm happy to be home again. I had taco bell (something of a tradition after coming home from the airport nowadays) and I had sushi for dinner tonight. In Brazil none of the food was spicy and though there was some sushi in Porto Alegre, I didn't want to try it out in a place unknown to me (I hesitate depending on where I am in the US, too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first part of the video below is Mauricio singing about eating... I think he made himself hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6otbnKnPq5Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6otbnKnPq5Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3336807857780993148-2297982570662928128?l=travelsofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/2297982570662928128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3336807857780993148&amp;postID=2297982570662928128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/2297982570662928128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3336807857780993148/posts/default/2297982570662928128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travelsofdan.blogspot.com/2008/05/home-again_15.html' title='Home Again'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000791744829221939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-_xP8S6OhNo/SAP99YA389I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uc5AP2fwqAI/S220/danart.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
