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Tuesday, July 27, 2004 ( 11:22 PM ) shut up christine I didn´t get to write about some of the places I visited so I´m gonna backtrack a bit Our bicycle tour guide in Munich was carrraaazy He´d ask us random, obscure questions about Germany and when we didn´t know the answers he´d call us idiots; he pointed out all the major museums to tell us how crappy they were; he took us to a beer garden for lunch and had me and Sabs each order a liter of beer, and then he told us we couldn´t leave until we finished our drinks...I couldn´t do it because ever since Paris I don´t trust my bladder, but props to Sabs for downing her beer and for not falling off her bike; his facts kept contradicting..i don´t think anything he said was real; and he took us to this park so we could see Robocock and Tripod...apparently in Munich they like to roam the parks nekkid..there were tons of penises just chilling in the grass, props to me for not falling off my bike Germany rocks
a footpath connects five small beach villages
and if it´s possible to fall madly in love with a place, Cinque Terre, Italy has my heart... it took me a whole six hours to complete the hike, probably the most intensive exhaustive six hours of aerobic exercise I have ever done - you literally climb up a mountain, go down to the beach, up down repeat this process 20 times, and the dust and my sweat had baked to form a crust on my skin - but it was so worth it I have never seen anything so beautiful in my entire life the air and water were so blue that the sky melted into the ocean and I couldn´t tell a plane from a boat, I´ve never seen anything like it there´s something special about that place because when I came down from the last mountain I felt like a different person, not because I lost five pounds doing the hike or because I came out with an awesome tan... I don´t know how to put it into words, but something has changed, and it feels nice and at night the balconies were decorated with strings of colored lights and the locals had lined the streets with candles and flower petals for a religious procession its hard to explain but imagine a crowd of people slowly walking up an inclined street, most of them carrying candles in brightly colored paper cups, so that it looks like this shimmering sea of lights and a thousand voices are singing a simple but beautiful church song in Italian it was gorgeous, I felt so lucky that they let me be a part of it and then we shared a hostel room with five other boys but that´s another story we spent our last day tanning on the pebble beaches of the French Riviera in Nice, France lots of girls were sunbathing without their tops, and it wasn´t even a nude beach I would have taken my top off too if I didn´t have these natural tassels and now I´m in school, the classes are pretty interesting to me and the other people in the program are fun when you get the chance, try to email your postal address to me and I´ll send you a postcard take care loves, I hope you´re doing well #
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