Tuesday, August 31, 2004

mamma mia!

at 2am in london we went searching for a bus and found one that had a fight going on it for about ten minutes. we finally crowded on with our luggage and drove for about 30minutes til we got to the big bus station that would get us to the airport. We couldn't find one so a girl sophie we metfrom australia had us running through the streets of londonat 3am looking for anything that would get us there knowingit was at least an hour and a half to the airport. luckily we came across the back of a "closed" bus station tofind just the bus we needed. at this point we're wearing asmany clothes as possible to take away from the weightrestriction and are therefore very sweaty {and tired}. finally we get to the airport around 5, sit in line, findout we're all over {i only had to pay for 3 kilos though},and then run across the airport to the furthest terminal tocatch our 625 flight.

it would have been nice to stay awake across europe but it was even nicer to sleep so i did. as soon as we hit rome we were on the run again trying to get from one airport to the other. luckily we had no problems, the main group got there a few hours later, i learned how to count 1 through 10 and before we knew it our full bus had come to castiglion fiorentino {the g is silent}.

it's breathtaking here. my bed faces as eastern window from which the sun blazes through every morning over the hills. our campus is in the city walls and the streets are barely12 feet wide. it's hard to describe exactly how picturesque so i'll try more later. this keyboard is almost american and in effect very confusing.

Saturday, August 28, 2004

from across the pond

bloody 'el. they look like me, they dress like me, but it's weird that i'm in a completely different country. london. england. britain. the uk for the next few hours.

the flight seemed so short i don't know why i haven't traveled this far before. and already i'm starting to see all that i can learn from the grand little trip. lesson 1: exchange rates suck.

in all the hub and bub and running on a few minutes sleep. tomorrow i go to rome. goodnight britain.

Thursday, August 26, 2004

all quiet on the western side of the house

i leave in a few hours now. after a 11th hour shopping spree i'm worn out and my luggage seams are wearing thin and it still hasn't hit me. it's like i'm a dog just excited to get a trip in the car without realizing i have to go to get shots too. this is big. "i'll never forget that autumn of 2004, with my travels to europe..."

it's good to see i'll be missed. i miss y'all too. goodnight america.

Wednesday, August 25, 2004

summer is over

one last trip to north texas to wrap things up. i'm baked from that strong setting western sun but at least i'm home, home for the next few days. and then home becomes italy. zach braff said something about home once and it sounded grand but i won't attempt to misquote now cause that's just not right.

on the ride home my dad and i had "the talk." you know, about loose bowels. "Marc, have you ever used Imodium AD?" basically it derrived from us talking about his travels to India and all its spicy foods. it's important to stay regular he said. thanks dad.

it's time to say some more goodbyes.

Tuesday, August 24, 2004

Model complete?



ernesto said it looked good. that's great.

Monday, August 23, 2004

split it up first

i'm back to try this webpage thing again at the advice of a professor for my little trip across the world. that'll be my excuse. no really.

oh but be prepared because this is just a precursor to some grand web UNIVERSE that i might get around to some day. anyway, let's hope i can have pictures and anecdotes of italy to entertain myself with in the future (and you too in the meantime).

so far blogging has taught me i type poorly. cue the obscure indy tune.