The Best Overnight Train

 FYI- I'm already home- this is what I have saved for you that I wasn't able to blog while

away. Enjoy :)

The best overnight train I've had so far on this trip was last nights.  
It was from Budapest to Zurich. How did I get there, you might ask,  
since in my last blog I informed you of my travel to Cattolica... Well  
I'm a little behind, but plan to fill you all in breifly.
Here goes!
Two whole days were spent in cattolica. It's a nice small town, but in  
the summertime the population doubles or more because it's the place  
alot of people come to to chill out during the summer- the beaches are  
filled with people tanning, swimming, and spending their summer  
vacays. It was a clear, sunny day as we walked along the beachfront  
inhaling fresh, but chilly ocean air. It felt so good, like I was  
giving my lungs a detox. They were happy:) it was a relaxing and  
peaceful two days at the beach hanging out with my aunt, eating great  
Italian homemade food, sharing stories, and sipping on espresso. If  
you are ever in Italy in the summer, make a stop here! You won't  
regret it, oh and get gelato at Pimpii Gelateria, close to the beach  
and the mermaid statue... They were closed when I was there, but I  
hear it's the best!
 
So after that me and Casey headed for Florence again, where we were to  
meet up with keeva, who stayed behind in Venice while we were at the  
beach. Florence is a beautiful city- as I have desribed before and it  
was nice to revisit it. I played tour guide for Keeva, whose never  
been there before and it was awesome, we hit the outdoor/indoor Market  
again, observing life in florence- which, on this particular saturday  
morning consisted of older men smoking, chatting vibrantly, and  
drinking a mid-morning wine, it was the cutest thing, so I snapped a  
picture, which I may or may not share with you on here. Me and Keeva  
walked around the city that day, plopped down at a huge square at  
Vecchio Palace and had lunch on the curb between two super fancy  
cafes- only our lunch consisted of lettuce, salami, bread, and wine,  
all which we bought for under 5 euros. Hehe. It was delicious. Also,  
while in Florence I unfortunately got my wallet stolen at darn H&M,  
but thank God it was only a little bit of cash.
So something they have in Italy is apperitif- this is kinda like happy  
hour except, you pay for your drink, and you get a mini snack buffet  
thing for free. It's like appetizers for free if you buy a drink type  
of thing...it was really awesome, and the cafe was the coolest one  
I've ever gone to. It was in a hallway off a side street, had  
candlelight seating, ancient-like artwork on the ceiling, pillows and  
benches, etc... Anyways, this is where I separated from Casey and  
keeva and made my way back up north- they were heading back home and I  
was staying for a couple more weeks.
 
Next up: Revisiting north Italy.
I went back up to Parma, the land of amazing Italian cheese and ham,  
then went to Milano- I had an appointment to see Leonardo da Vinci's  
Last Supper painting! The real thing! It was a miracle I even got to  
go see it because you need to sign up months in advanced and I was  
blessed enough to find one of the last opening times in the month of  
March. The thing with this paintin is that only 25 people can see it  
at a time for only 15 minutes. The reason is that it is so damaged and  
fragile that our breathes, humidity, and dust will destroy it further-  
that's why when I saw it me and the group had to go through 2 separate  
rooms where we were 'de-humidified' before going in. There was a  
strict security lady in the room with us that occasionally yelled 'no  
photos!' at people who whipped out their cameras. I thought about  
sneaking a shot,but I opted for enjoying the moment of seeing the Last  
Supper and engrave it in my memory instead. It was awesome! I started  
tearing up, i couldn't help it. It's a feeling a can't describe, the  
closest thing I can think of is when the bride and groom see each  
other forthe first time- your jaw just drops a bit and you're like  
WHOA! It was cool. If you ever go to Milano and appreciate art, this  
is an absolute must-see!
 
My journey to Romania:
So, one thing than wasn't really planned in this trip, but something  
that would be awesome to see was my mothercountry- Romania. Haha, I  
just love that word mothercountry, I dint know why it, it just makes  
me laugh. Anyways, my journey towards Romania started off early in the  
morning with a visit to Verona, Italy. My train was in Venice at  
night, and Verona, the so-called city of Romeo and Juliet was right on  
the way, so I took advantage of it. It was a cloudy day, but i walked  
around the whole city- it has an amazing Arena, like the collesium-  
it's one the largest in the world and what's cool about it was that it  
is still in use today! They have concerts, operas, shows, events, and  
whatever else there. They were actually setting up for an event while  
I was there. ALSO, it was Italia day on Thursday, March 17th. So  
everyone in Italy had the day off and flags flew from almost every  
balcony. It was a holiday and people were out, rain or shine.
I walked down a narrow cobblestone street observing people, window  
shopping, and admiring the beauty of the city. So, in this city is  
'Casa di Gulietta' which translates into Juliet's house and so I paid  
it a visit. The house itself they say belonged to the Capulets, not to  
the actual family in the story, but to the family generations earlier.  
Anyways, I walked onthis hallway that was graffited like no other with  
names in hearts, dates, and proclamations of love of young people and  
old. I observed two men holding up their ladies while they write their  
names in hearts on the walls, it was cute! In the small courtyard  
there was a bronze statue of Juliet, with her right breast being  
really shiney because I. Is said to bring good luck in the world of  
love if you rub her breast. There were families, couples, singles,  
taking turns getting their picture taken with Juliet, I had (wanted)  
to do the same haha. It was fun.
I then wandered about the city and had the best ice cream sandwhich I  
had ever had. There's this place called 'Savoia' that started an ice  
cream place in Verona and they are known for their ice cream. It's so  
good! The ice cream sandwhich I had was invented in Verona in 1929.  
It's ice cream with ameretto and almonds in the middle with extremely  
thin wafers that are on both sides of the square ice cream sandwhich.  
So good!
I then made my way to Venice where I caught the train to Romania  
through Budapest. A nice surprise was that there was another American  
that sat next to me so we talked, it was refreshing. Two train  
transfers later I got to Timisoara, Romania. My friend picked me up  
from the station and then showed me the city that weekend- it's a huge  
University town with over 8,000 students and a lot of Protestant  
churches as well- two of which we attended services for. It was cool-  
reminded me of my childhood church and at one there was actually an  
American speaker, how ironic.
This town is very old and was actually one of the main places where  
the 1989 revolution began; the operahouse was where  anti-communism  
leaders would give speeches from and students reveled against  
communism. Also, at the metropolitan church, on the very steps I  
walked on, men, women, and children were murdered because they stood  
in the way of tanks trying to destroy the churh. Crazy stuff. Also,  
they have a gigantic mall- full with even a. Bowling alley and a movie  
teather, in addition to others.
 
After Romania, I headed to Budapest to meet up with keeva and enjoy  
the city. And what a surprise it was! I didn't know what to expect of  
Budapest, but I enjoyed what i saw- a huge city divided by the Danube  
river. The hilly, scenic side where the castle made it's home was Buda  
and the urban, busy side where shopping, business, and everything else  
was the Pest side. We explored both in the 5 hours I had in the city,  
ending with dinner at an authentic Hungarian literal hole-in-the-wall  
place. If anyone ever goes to Budapest please please go here! It is so  
good! They have traditional dishes made fresh. I had a salad,  
Hungarian beer, and a Transilvanian knuckle ham with sour cabbage. It  
was one of the most tasty flavorful meals I had ever had!
I hopped back on the train that night to ultimately head to Casteggio,  
an adorably cute small town.