Versailles 

July 26, 2016

Day 5 

Today we visited the most magical place, the Palace of Versailles, the famous palace of King Louis XIV (I think). It was absolutely breathtaking! Every moment, and second in the castle was incredible, seeing the art, the themes in each room and that garden! What beauty! I felt like royalty, like a Queen walking throughout her home. 

What I would give to live a life like that. 


I fell in love with the gardens, especially with the view from the bedroom where the King and Queen of France once stood. How incredible! 


I kept picturing how it was like back then. Where royalty lived, and the members of court. Which was about 6,000 people, they were all recorded and kept for the kings sake and yet the servanfs names were never recorded. There was always about 1,000 living in the servants quarters. 


What would I give to go back and stay there, to experience living like a Queen. Walking through those gardens, were a complete dream, one that I wish I hadn’t not woken up from. 


If I felt like this seeing Versailles, I can’t imagine how I’d feel when I see Hampton Court in England. Where King Henry VIII lived with his six wives (well not only that home, they had more) 

After this beautiful day, feeling like royalty. We went back to our hostel, where we were going to go back and see the Eiffel Tower. However as we waited for the chance to go, and the Uber driver we were watching the news where there was an attack not far from Paris. Air France, also cancelled their flights, which meant we were stuck in Paris.

We decided to stay at the hostel that night, fearing being in Paris. We decided to make sandwiches, and eat chips. Which turned into a great night of joking around and eating chips. Afterwards, another girl and I, ventured to the closest souvenir store for a little shopping. It was inside a train station, due to it being a weekend. 

Luckily for us, we had the best tour director. He not only got us safely out of France, he helped keep us calm.

Tomorrow we board a train, and travel 13 hours Italy, stopping in Milan for lunch & going to our destination of Florence. 

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Twenty Sixteen

As this year comes to an end, I can’t help but think of things I could have done differently. This year did not go as I planned or as I d hoped that it would. I wished for plenty of things this year that never happened. 

And yet, this year I travelled more than I ever have. I started out the year in Wyoming, I spent 5 days in North Carolina in March, and in July I went on the most incredible journey to Europe, starting in Amsterdam and ending in Athens. As much as I wish I had ended the year somewhere exotic, I’m thankful to be spending it with family. 

2016 may not have been the best year, but it was by far one of my favorites. Hopefully this upcoming year of 2017, more of my dreams and goals will become a reality. 

I hope everyone is safe this New Years Eve! 

 

^^ Postcards of the places in Europe 😁

Paris, France

July 24th 2016

Day 3

As we arrived to Paris, you noticed just how dirty some streets were, especially near our hostel. It was super far away from the center of Paris. And with everything going on in France, I felt scared and slightly unsafe. However, this was my first time being in Paris and I am not about to let the negativity of whats going on around me be the only judgement I have in this city.


For our first day in Paris, we were able to go see the most beautiful Notre Dame Cathedral, which is something my Abuela would have absolutely loved. There was a part for Guadalupe, which is a saint that is very popular in Mexico. We were able to light a candle, which I did, one for my grandfather and the other for my grandmother both on my fathers side. They will always be in my thoughts. 


Afterwards, we went to a beautiful place for dinner, where I had escargot (Snails), for the third time in my life. It was delicious! So much better then the ones made in the States. Oh the garlic goodness! Afterwards we went to see the Eiffel Tower, at night! Oh the lights, what a beauty it is at night. It was completely and utterly breathtaking.


We then went on the Siene Cruise, which was purely relaxing and incredible for our first night in the romantic city. Of course, it made me wish I was there with a boyfriend (which at the time I did not have) Or have met a man in my travels to have swept me off my feet. But I made friends with a group of girls, granted we live no where near each other, and talk on occasion, I will always think of them when I think of my first travels to Europe.

I loved every second of it, the relaxation, the scenery as the night came. And then came the long walk back to the metro and the long way from the metro to the hotel.
Once we got back we had a little slumber party in one of the girls rooms where we brought drinks, and just talked but this was adding a few other girls that we weren’t close with. We got to know them a little more, which was nice to do.

That concluded our relaxing first night in the city of love.

Amsterdam Part II

July 23rd, 2016

Day 2

Today we woke up early to go to the Anne Frank Museum, which was the most touching experience I’ve ever had. I teared up, just seeing how Anne Frank lived, how they fit all that furniture, and lived behind that bookcase. Her story is just the most touching pieces of literature. She had her dream come true, of being an author even if she didn’t get to survive to tell it herself, she still told her story.


Afterwards, we had free time before our canal cruise, which I took the liberty to do a little shopping before we took a pregame adventure to an ice bar. My first time at an ICE BAR! We entered a bar area, to wait to go inside the ice bar. As we waited we were able to sit down and have a drink for a little while. Once we got inside, we put on jackets and gloves that they provided and were led to the ice room. As soon as we walked in we could see our breath in the air, and ice all over the bar, and walls. We took 2 shots, to warm up and took a million pictures… After what seems like a very long time, we finally left, and joined the group.


As we rushed to the Canal cruise, we arrived to find 15 + bottles of wine, a trunk full of beer (Heineken) and a ton of snacks provided by our sweet Italian tour director. After hours of going through the canals and drinking a lot might I add, we were all pretty drunk and ready to dance. As we ended the night at the Canal cruise, a very small group of us went to the bathroom which we had to purchase a space brownie in order to use them. Which could either be pot or shrooms, I’m not 100% sure. However on the package said, not to have the entire brownie because it takes about 1-2 hours for it to hit.


Unknowing where the rest of the group went, we decided to go to the Euro Pride Concert, which we bumped our way to FRONT ROW. We danced, screamed and tried to sing along to music we either didn’t know, or were in a different language. At one point one of the girls, started bleeding from scratching a bug bite, but seeing that she was paranoid and slightly drunk like the rest of us. She decided to leave with a part of the group we found in the crowd.

And then there was TWO! Her and I decided to party in the Red Light District, after the concert. Yet, we didn’t know how to get there but that was the task. Eventually we arrived, after asking random people on the streets for directions. We decided to go to a peep show where some chick was in the center of a rotating circular stage, where you can actually see the other customers in the other rooms, it was an interesting experience to say the least. As we left the peep show, I felt a hand on my waist in the middle of a crowd, thinking it was just someone who wanted to pass, I moved away.

However, it was a man who kept stalking her and I, he was a middle eastern man in a leather jacket. Luckily even though we were both buzzed, we noticed that he was trying to remember our names and ages, when we introduced ourselves to a couple of guys standing outside of the bar. We booked it to a bike taxi, where this gorgeous man got us to our hostel safely so we generously took our space brownie and split it three ways.


We arrived at the hostel, where we met a couple of cute Irishmen. We talked for hours, and laughed, making fun of their accents (which were sexy, might I add) It was pretty funny to exchange stories, when it comes to slangs that are offensive to them, and offensive to us. Them saying “cunt” was the funniest thing. They also introduced us to Buckfast, Tonic Wine. Which was actually pretty good, I wish they had it here. We stayed up until 4am, which was the worst, because we had to be up at 6am to get on the bus to Paris! But I headed straight to bed without changing….

And off to Paris we go!

Amsterdam, Netherlands

July 22nd, 2016

Day 1

Arriving was brutal, 6 hours of no sleep and starting the day in a new place, with 5 roomies in a hostel and area I’ve never been too is the most frightening thing. But I am beyond grateful to have gotten the chance to experience this new journey. 


The exploration began, and to the ramps we go! Being in Amsterdam consisted more of walking then it did taking the ramps, then again I’m only going from 14 to 18. After exploring with our tour director which is the most beautiful Italian man I’ve ever met. He’s eyes are as blue as the sky and he greeted each of us with a hug, and a smile on his face. Oh the excitement it brought me to have the nicest tour director to start off this journey not knowing a soul within this group. We then had free time, where a group of us girls decided to go to the Heineken Brewery where we got to see how it was that they made the beer, the equipment & we got to enjoy some free beer as we got to lounge in a room where the ceiling was all beer bottles. Seeing that we all were on no sleep, and no food, those few beers we had got the better side of us, luckily we decided to eat some food at a nearby restaurant to keep ourselves awake from the misfortune of sleeping our first day and screwing up our hours more than they already were. 

Night time arrived, where we were taken to the Red Light District for a quick tour. Now that was an experience, one that I never even knew existed. Walking down these alleys, cellphones were not premitted or the women at the windows would run after you. Legit, run after you. They looked like barbies in a shiny new box that you just couldn’t wait to open. Most of these women were stunning, and seeing the men coming out of the rooms with a smile on their face was pretty hysterical. After this short tour, we all went our separate ways, a group went to the cafes where they could enjoy some coffee and weed & a few of us went to the Erotic Museum, which was an absolute blast. Seeing all the cocks on the walls, the pictures of people having sex, the toys, the boobs, it was all so much. Yet it was something that you couldn’t help but enjoy. 

What a first day it’s been. I cannot wait for tomorrow!