tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55396456324035945882011-11-27T15:43:25.645-08:00Thoughts and feelings from around the world. Enjoy.DROYDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04159986846860457604noreply@blogger.comBlogger61100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5539645632403594588.post-51562645197818774302009-12-14T00:42:00.001-08:002010-02-21T02:37:43.603-08:00

11/26/2009I thought I would have trouble sleeping because of the jet lag but I fell asleep almost immediately and slept very well. I woke up around 6:30am, had breakfast and went to the bus station. The weather was nice and sunny. After a short wait we got on the bus and started our trip. Our first stop was the Windsor Castle. I was not that excited about the castle (I really wanted to see

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11/25/2009I went to London for the first time in the summer of 2001. I had a connection flight the next day and decided to go sightseeing. I took the Underground's Piccadilli line from Heathrow to the city center. At some point, near Heathrow, the line went above the ground and I saw England for the first time in my life. The sun was shining, we were passing by some old, white, brick buildings

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11/30/2009My last day in Paris. I had planned to see a few places close to the hotel and train station. Before checking out of the hotel, I decided to go to the Sacre Coeur, the white domed basilica at Montmartre, which was very closed to the hotel. I stopped to buy a coffee and started climbing up the highest hill in Paris (130m). I had walked for about 5 minutes when I realized I had forgotten

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11/29/2009I was excited about my second day in Paris. My plan was to visit the most famous museums and attractions. Almost all of the museums are open until 6pm, so I did not waste time in the hotel and headed towards the Louvre to see the original Mona Lisa painting. It was raining and I was glad most of my planned activities were indoors.There was a little bakery at the corner next to my hotel

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11/28/2009Paris. The city of love. The city I wanted to go to since I was a child. I was in love with Alexandre Dumas' books - The Three Musketeers, Count Monte Cristo, The Man in the Iron Mask, to name a few. These books used to take me away into a fairy tale world, a world full of adventure and intrigues, honor and glory, romance and glamour. Since then France has always held a special place in

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I like to travel. I like to visit new places, talk with the people who live there and learn about their culture and customs. I found out one might learn more about a place by spending 10-15 mins with a native/local person than by reading guides, history books, etc. Every experience is unique, filled with a lot of emotions and impressions, and usually I feel enriched and energized when I get back

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