Showing posts with label Misadventure. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Misadventure. Show all posts

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Santorini - A whole island tour!

Hello all,

Sorry that I’ve been a little late in finishing our Santorini adventure stories. It was not intentional, but I wanted to spend some time uploading some pictures and all that, and the internet connection lacked… connection, for quite a while.

Anyway, we got up around 8:00 on Sunday morning to hit our tour running. The daughter of the owners of the hostel had warned us that the tour we had picked was pretty intense, and that by the end of the day, we were likely to be quite tired. We, however, figured that we were all pretty buff, and could handle the tour, no problem. Santorini Tour – 5. Nice American girls – 0.

It started out pretty reasonably. The bus brought us to a few locations in the morning, all of which had fantastic views for photographing. We were even feeling pretty good about the stair count there for a while (we were only at around 80 that had to be climbed – at least until later in the morning). The views were pretty great. And that was before we got on the boat.

So, our tour of the island actually became our tour of what used to be Santorini – prior to the volcano eruption many, many years ago. The volcano eruption caused the largest caldera (collapsed volcano) in the world. There are now four or five islands that surround the rim of the collapsed volcano. Santorini is the largest, and the most habitable of the island.

And before I tell you about the islands that we visited, I have to let you know the answer to my burning question to the tour guide. Since Santorini is still an active volcanic island, do they take full advantage of their geothermic energy resources? Nope. None of that. They also don’t do much more than solar water heaters, and they can’t build wind turbines, because they would spoil the view. So… the islands that have pretty much hit the trifecta of potential renewable energy sources are… not using them. They burn oil.

Anyhoo, the first of the islands around the caldera that we visited (by boat, which was quite awesome) was the most active of the volcanic islands. It was very neat (and included stairs in many places). Kinda like climbing Laki, in Iceland (minus the stairs), except that this was in direct sun, and it was approximately 7000 degrees outside. But there was a breeze, so it worked out – and again, many, many sunscreen applications. Thankfully, I had chosen to wear a real tee-shirt (go Duke!) for the day, so the sun was not as bad as it could have been.

The boat stop was to the hot spring/mud baths. The idea was to jump off the boat and swim to the hot springs. So we did that. It sounds pretty grand. There were, however, a few minor issues. First, the hot springs were a 400-meter swim from the boat. That doesn’t sound like all that much, but it ends up being around a half a mile of swimming. That’s doable, but the buoyancy of the super-salty water, combined with the waves made it a more challenging swim. Also, it wasn’t as if we were swimming to a place where we could put our feet down. Even in the hot spring area, it was mostly clinging to the rock sides and scooping mud from there… it was still too deep to touch bottom. And finally, all of this had to be done in half an hour. That also made things more challenging. But we did it anyway. And it was lots of fun. But totally exhausting.

And were we done at this point? Nope. But it was time for lunch (at another island… so there was more boating involved). The next island we stopped at had only a few tiny towns, one of which was at the top of a mountain (hundreds of steps) and one at sea level. We chose to get lunch at sea level (it was around three, and we were famished at that point). By the time we finished lunch, sat on the beach a little bit, and wandered around the town, it was time to get back on the boat and go to Oia.

Now, Oia is known for its wonderful sunsets. Which we’d seen pictures of, and we were all looking forward to seeing in person. But here were the stairs that we had spent all day practicing for. So they drop you off the boat at sea level. And then there are 280 stairs (not normal ones, with right angles, but ones where even the “flat surfaces” are slanted upwards). And you can either take a donkey up this narrow road, or you can walk up. Those are your options.

So, normally I’m fairly adventurous. Or at least a little adventurous. But when I’m exhausted, I am much less willing to try new things. Like donkeys. On narrow upward (and slippery) stairs. So Becky, Katie, and Caitlynn rode donkeys to the top (they had a ton of fun), and Krystin and I climbed the stairs. Was that a smart decision? Maybe not. I was so exhausted by the time I got to the top that I wanted to cry. The sun plus the temperature, plus the volcano, plus the swim… it was too much. And I was not the only one feeling it. So we sat in the shade for what felt like ages.

And even after all that, it was still two and a half hours until sunset. Ridiculous. So we decided to wander around Oia for a little bit and then head back to our hostel pre-sunset. We may have missed out on the sunset, but I think that maybe I got an equal amount out of falling asleep for two hours, eating dinner (French fries), and going back to sleep for another ten hours.

Katie and Krystin went back out to Fira to watch the World Cup match (Go Spain!). I barely even noticed them come back afterwards. Maybe Katie will do a blog on the World Cup. She said that it was pretty exciting. "Dramatic soccer moments" and all that.

Sunday, July 4, 2010

"International Drivers License"

Hello Readers,

Well, usually I wait until I've started traveling to experience significant misadventure. But, for the sake of efficiency, I (we) have started now. So here's the story.

Our original plan was to get to Athens, spend the night, and rent a car to drive to Thebes, Delphi, Corinth, etc., getting back on Friday night and going to Santorini the next day. A while ago, Katie Thorne and I checked on prices, and today we decided to call and book, so that we didn't have to worry about trying to do it in Greek.

So we called Hertz, booked a car for three days (two nights), got directions from the hotel to the pickup point, and got the phone number of the company. We were pretty excited, because it ended up being cheaper than what we had priced a few weeks ago.

Enter the drama. As the Hertz guy went through and confirmed everything, he let us know that we needed an International Drivers License (which none of us had). This was a bit of a shock, because my travel book doesn't mention it (albeit, I got my book at a thrift store, and it's from 1999) and many of the travel websites we had looked at alluded to it being good to have, but by no means mandatory for car rentals. So we feel like we may be out of luck.

Hertz guy tells us that it's no big deal. Triple-A sells them for $15, and they do on the spot processing. So we're feeling optimistic again. Until we realize that it's Sunday, and because of the Fourth of July (happy Fourth, everyone!), Triple-A is closed on Monday for the holiday. An educational adventure, to say the least.

So once again, we may be out of luck. Our current plan (much like that of Napoleon) is first to show up, and then to see what happens. We know that there are busses that run from Athens to Thebes and Delphi (and many other places), so we might end up just being able to take a bus, and save $75 each on car rental fees and gas. That would be cool. We also might get there and find out that this International Drivers License thing is something that an American license can substitute for (we all have those), and be able to rent a car after all. Who knows?

But in just 26 and a half short hours, Katie, Caitlynn, and I are departing for all sorts of fun and (mis)adventure. I'm excited.

FYI (because I like to do this)
$1 = .796 Euro
1 Euro = $1.255

Pretty darn good.

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Not only did we make it there, but we made it back too 12/3/07


In thirteen hours. Projected time to get back? Eight-ish hours. So what were the hold-ups, you ask? Well, let me tell you.

First, since it was Sunday, there was a limited shuttle service to the airport, so we had to leave the hostel two and a half hours before our flight left. The shuttle took all of 20 minutes. That was actually okay though, because I got some Jewish Life homework done. Really rough flight (I slept through it anyway) with a group of, shall we say, dipstick boys who dinged the flight attendants every two and a half minutes. Still, this is all fairly reasonable.

Until we land. It's so windy in Frankfurt (Hähn) that the plane is moving on the ground, and it's drizzling too. Basically a miserable day. So we get off the plane and walk towards the building, only to be stopped outside in a ridiculous line. Our flight was detained by passport inspection, and instead of working it out so that we could at least be indoors, we were stuck outside in the elements. Not the nice ones, either. So half an hour later, we finally get our passports checked. By this point, I'm relatively annoyed, and the nice passport checker person making fun of my German language skills did not really help. But he seemed to have a good sense of humor, so I belayed the minor hissy fit that they soooo deserved. As it turns out, we were left out in the cold because Ireland and the UK do not have the full EU Mobility that Amanda and I have grown to know and love. We're planning on writing a protest letter.

Anyway, this lovely adventure caused us to miss our bus, and have to wait another hour or so. This was followed by a two hour bus ride, only to find that we had missed our train to Marburg by mere minutes. So we had another 45 minutes of waiting. And an hour long train ride. Followed by a bus ride. Might I just say that as much as I love traveling (and I do), it will be quite nice to go back to the half-hour rides to Richmond, followed by the hour and a half flight that does not require a passport, followed by an hour drive home. That will be nice. Absolutely loved Ireland though!

Dad, Köln and the power of Visas. 11/6/07

It's been about a week since I last blogged. On Thursday my dad came over. Despite a few problems (like luggage theft) his flights went pretty smoothly. He claims that it is because on both Icelandic Air flights, he put money in the available envelopes for crippled Icelandic children who want to travel. Good karma.

We got back to Marburg in the evening and got dinner, unpacked (Thank you for the presents Mum, Grammie and Aunt Beth!) and more or less went to bed. The next day we walked around Marburg (we went to the castle and the old city and did most of the touristy stuff). Unfortunately for my dad, we were unable to find much by way of hardware stores. We did look though. The next day we went to Köln to see the chocolate museum and the Dom, which is an incredibly large cathedral. The last time my dad and I were in Europe together, we climbed to the top of St. Pauls Cathedral in London. This time we did the Domin Köln. 509 steps. I'm not sure how much my legs really appreciated this tradition. On Sunday he flew out again, and I got to do homework and go to a tutorial at night.

And then yesterday came the genius realization. As of this coming Saturday, I'll have been in Germany for 3 months. And I have not gotten my residential visa yet. And the office is closed on Tuesday. And I'll be in Barcelona on Saturday! Oh no, oh no! I could be detained in Spain! (Totally my fault, by the way). So I contacted the people in charge of my program, and 14 worry-filled hours later, they called back to say that they had gotten an exception for me and I could go get my Visa today. I am now legally in Germany. Yay! What a good day. Off to Barcelona tomorrow at 5:00 AM! Exchange Rates: $1=.68 Euro 1 Euro = $1.44


The Great Library Adventure 10/18/07

Now I know that this is a topic that is important to everyone. Is the Dewy Decimal System universal? I still have no idea. The library system... not so easy here. Each faculty has it's own library. If you want to check out a book, you have to go to the main library and tell a computer that you want it. Then you have to wait a few days while someone goes and finds it and reserves it for you. Students aren't allowed near the actual stacks. Only very special mole-people on skateboards are (or so I've been told). If you just want to look at a book, you can go to whichever faculty library has it.

I am now taking a Jewish Life in Eastern Europe class, and I have some reading to do before next week, so I went to the appropriate library (located on the 7th floor of a building that is charitably 30 minutes away from me) and had no idea what to do. So I talked to the nice guy at the desk, who told me that the book was not in the library. I think that he was spelling something wrong, because when I went and looked up the author and brought it back to him, he found it. So he wrote down the call number for me and told me that the book was one floor up. T-RU 135/1499. So I went to the T section. 10 minutes later, I had determined with relative certainty that the book was not there.

So I went downstairs and asked him what the deal was. Apparently T stands for Territories, and RU means Russian. So look in the Russian section. Okay, fine. I looked in the Russian section. Still a nope. Turns out that Russian and Russian Territories are actually in different parts of the floor. Sheesh. After I finally found the book, I read for a little while and got hungry (well at least I can find the book again) so Amanda and I went for about the best pizza ever. It was excellent. A good day, all around. And tomorrow is the ball!!!!! Yay!!!!!

Exchange rates: I'm too depressed to type it again.

Greetings From Sweden! 9/7/07


Hello, hello. We have made it to Sweden. A few valuable tips for future travelers (particularly if any of you are planning on traveling with either of us). First: When you buy train tickets to the airport, make sure that you are going to the correct airport. Strike one for us. Second, when you book rooms in a hostel, make sure that you're booking them for the correct year. Strike two for us. Hey, we're learning, and these are easy mistakes to make.

So, we ended up taking a cab from one airport to the other in Dusseldorf. Not a huge deal, a little expensive, but we saved a lot on the plane tickets, so it could have been worse. We were able to stay at the Hostel for one night (it's very cool... I like boats). Then, we were able to find a hotel not too far away that is actually cheaper than the hostel, by about $10 per night. Success has been ours, clearly, though it was a tad stressful. I'll write more later (like after we find the new hotel).