Easter

Alright, these fotos are all out of order, but oh well. This is a very bad and very small view of the enormous building we call the Duomo ( or that the unlearned Americans, call the Domo. wow, right?). Anyhow, the plan was to attend mass here Easter morning. We expected thousands of people,....but not the lack of a service, and not the rain.
This was after the fireworks . Despite the rain, there were gobs of things for tourists to feast their eyes on. It was actually quite lovely.
One of the many bulls paraded through Centro Firenze. These two nearly toppled me.

Beth made letter cookies ( a Florentine tradition ) and I spelled all the important people of the day. Oh. and there's a giant chocolate age.. yummmm

Me, Beth and Teddy (Teddy is Beth's English beau. we met him at language school) in the rain after the fireworks.

Alright. here we are: In front of the main entrance to the Duomo was an ENORMOUS cart/castle/thing adorned completely in fireworks. The display lasted about 15 minutes and managed not to touch the Duomo or its Baptistry.

The purple smoke was brilliant!!!

Every Florentine and tourist was out with their umbrellas. It all seemed quite correographed really.

colorful men in the parade before the fireworks. we obviously, were not in the best of locations.

Noordwijk and Amsterdam!

Aww, the disappearing sands of Noordwijk. On our first night in this sea-side town, James and I were, very luckily, picked up by a local couple who told us about the mystery sands. There is major work being done to bring sand from nearby towns and reloading the beach. James and I seemed to be the only people who knew exactly where the sands are disappearing to. THE STREETS!!! IT coats EVERYTHING!!!.. haha

Sunset on the North Sea. James and I spent hours in the freezing cold taking in the beauty.

I'm the dork holding the sugar cube.

Me and James. freezing.

This is the only small image i have of Amsterdam right now. Right near the Science Museum we went to for my 21st Birthday. We got hailed on, snowed on, and rained on, all in a gap of 2 hours. Prompted us to hole up and eat burgers. yummmm

Berlin

in a wee little propeller plane flying over the Swiss Alps!
in a red elevator at one of our Hostels. ghosties!
um. i wanted to win the mini pocketknife, but had to settle with bubblegum
i was being a titch dramatic.
The grey walls are the actual wall dividing East and West Berlin.
The big oxide wall is part of the memorial.


Holocaust Memorial. From the outside, it looks like all the cement blocks are near the same size, but as you walk into it, you find them looming a good 8 feet overhead. it was very powerful.

i loved loved loved Berlin! i can't talk about it much yet, but some day. i wanted never to leave.