Half-Assed Europe Recap
It is hard to imagine a feeling better than the one I am experiencing right now. To say that I had an amazing March would be an understatement-- it could have very nearly been the best month of my life. My eighteenth birthday was fun and symbolic, I had a fantastic vacation in Europe, my sister had a beautiful baby boy, and I was admitted to my two top-choice colleges. I finally feel like all of the hard work I have been doing has paid off, and more than I could have imagined.
Okay, I'll cut the sappiness and start on the European escapades:
Our stay at Venice was nice. I'm not a big fan of the city (as beautiful as it is, I always felt that it was just too swamped with tourists). Our hotel was in Lido, which is a short boat ride away from the city. My friends and I were too jet-lagged and concerned with the legalized drinking to do much in Venice besides get plastered and walk around smoking Gauloises. Classy, I know. While some of the others were on a gondola ride, my friend Rena, one of our chaperones Mr. White, and I explored the Giardini part of the island. We stumbled upon what we later dubbed "Excot" (Ex-Epcot)-- a group of bizarre abandoned buildings, each emblazoned with the name of a country. Turns out it's the site of the Venice Biennale, a biennial modern art expo.
Vienna
