Yesterday

I woke up on a bus traveling from Dubrovnik to Slovenia. I spent the morning playing around in Ljubljana and then caught an early afternoon train to Venice. Venice was spectacular. I literally walked around the whole city. I ate some great food and saw some beautiful buildings. Unfortunately, by the time I arrived in town, most of the museums had closed, so I decided to just appreciate the al fresco elements of the city. I climbed (well, 'rode' actually) to the top of the campanile in San Marco's Square. I got some beautiful pictures and had a great time.

While waiting for my next overnight train outside the Venice train station, a group of 20 somethings from a tour came up and sat all around me. I was eaves dropping on their conversations and listened to a few of them talk about how cute their tour guide was. Well, when the tour guide arrived, I was very shocked to see that their tour guide looked remarkably familiar. He was, as I shortly realized, the same tour guide that my cousin Robyn had on her trip to Italy just two weeks ago. Small world, huh? And in case you're wondering, I think he's only so-so attractive.

The night train to Zurich was intensely hot - in the bad sort of way. Luckily, I had the lowest bunk this time so that by the middle of the night, at least the bottom part of the room had cooled down. Note to future travelers - if you ever take a night train in Europe, try before hand to ensure that your bed is on the bottom level. I shared my room with 4 young Koreans, who all had the exact same skill level in English, were on nearly identical trips, and did not know eachother at all. After California, Korea seems to be home country of choice on this trip.

Today

This morning, I woke up in Zurich. It seems like a nice town and it has a great train station, but other than paying 3 Swiss Francs to use the bathroom and another 30 or so to buy a shirt, I didn't get to see much of the town. I hopped onto another train to Interlaken and spent the day here truly taking in the Alpine splendor.

See for yourself!



So, yeah, I went paragliding. Its kinda like skydiving. Its kinda like base jumping. Its kinda like hang gliding. Its paragliding! and it was incredible. Its hard to tell from these photos but we were very high up - as high as 1000 meters from the city (Interlaken) below. We did sharp corkscrew turns, rapid freefalls, and all kinds of things that are just making me woosey just reminiscing about. It was a great time.

I'm hopping on a night train in a little bit from here to Basel and then from Basel to Amsterdam. That's going to be great too.

I can't believe that I'll be home in just a few days. See you all then.

-Adam  ¶ 9:19 AM