Me and the girls took a trip around Europe hitting Prague, Berlin, Amsterdam, Paris and Rome for spring break. I’ll start off by saying sickest adventure yet. And I also wanna be sappy for a second and thank my Mom and Dad because without them none of this would be possible.
So, here we go. We leave early one morning to fly to Rome to catch a 15 hour bus to Prague. I know you’re thinking, ‘why the hell would you do that?!’ Well we through this program that sets everything up for you and they leave from Rome so we had to meet there. All six of us are in the cab on the way to the airport and everyone’s all like, “Omg I feel like I forgot something, I feel weird, meh meh meh.” It’s 5 o’clock in the morning and I’m sitting in the back seat saying, “Guys, I feel good about today. This is gonna be a great day.” Pulling into the airport and what do I realize? Forgot my jacket. We’re about to go to the 3 coldest cities in Europe and I forgot my fucking. jacket. Claps for this girl, all she’s got is a sweater with holes in it. So we get to Rome and now I need to buy a jacket because it’s about to be 30 degrees in Prague. Underrated that the only thing I could find was a black trench coat and I wore it for the entire 12 days. My life’s joke.
About 24 hours after the trench coat purchase we arrive in Prague. We get to our hostel and find out we’re thankfully all together in one big room with an extra bed. Now, you guys know from our London story that we don’t have the best luck with hostels. So we were pretty stoked that we finally had our own room with even extra space. That first day we took a walking tour of the city and it was one of the most beautiful things I ever saw. It was so different and more unique than any city I had ever seen. The streets were so old and everyone got around by these tram cars that drove through them. We went at a great time because there were Easter celebrations everywhere. There were all these different booths that sold sausage, desserts, hand made gifts, clothes.
After the tour we went back to our hotel to get ready for bar crawl. As we walk in all of us are talking shit about we’re so thankful we don’t have an extra girl in our room and that if there was some one in the room we would bully the shit out of them. Well, Kelly crawls up into her bunk and what does she find? A girl sleeping in the bed. She was so caught off guard that she nearly fell off the bunk. I was laughing so hard I had to leave the room. Just our luck, right? Needless to say the rest of Prague was pretttyyy awkward.
The next day in Prague we saw the medieval castle and the John Lennon wall. Castle, sick. John Lennon wall, average. Did you know he never even went to go see that wall? And that they paint over it and start new every couple of years? That’s some bullshit. That means the inspirational Lil Wayne quote that I wrote on there will be gone soon. That ain’t right.
Next stop, Berlin. Not much I have to say about Berlin except for the fact that it was really, really cold. I did enjoy the city a lot more than I thought I would. We saw the Berlin Wall, Check Point Charlie, and we got to go to a concentration camp. That was a surreal experience. My time at Sachsenhausen concentration camp was very eerie. It was more of a museum so it had none of the gas chambers or anything like that but still had a huge impact.
The next city we hit was Amsterdam. Oh, good old Amsterdam. Perfect way to describe it: fairytale land. I’m not even a smoker and I enjoyed it. There’s no rules in this city. Walk in a coffee shop; buy some weed. Look in a red window; buy some sexual favors. It’s great. We went on a walking tour of the city but there’s really not that much history to it except for Anne Frank’s house and the Heineken Factory. The Anne Frank house was amazing. It was the actual house where her and her family hid during the holocaust. Oh! Wait, how could I forget. The food in Amsterdam was AWESOME. Munchie food, what more could you expect. We went to this waffle house that had any type of waffle you could ever dream of. My waffle of choice: bacon, egg and cheese. My mouth is watering just thinking about it.
Finally we arrive to Paris! All I’m thinking about is the Sex and The City episode when Carrie follows her man to Paris and she’s all glamorous smoking cigarettes around the city. Let’s just say it’s not as glamorous as I pictured. The tour we took was great. The city’s beautiful but, I don’t know I was expecting more out of Pari’. We saw all the good stuff; the Louvre, the Mona Lisa, Notre Dame, the infamous lock bridge, and of course the Eiffel Tower. The Louvre was ridiculous. The museum itself is a work of art. It would take you 4 days to see all of the artwork inside we kinda just skipped straight to the Mona Lisa. I saw it, and therefore I am an educated and cultured individual…sike, it was average. I don’t get the hype, but that’s just me. At night we went to the Eiffel tower with bottles of champagne and had a grand old time. One of the best experiences in my life. Six best friends sipping champagne under the Eiffel tower as it lights up. Do I have the life or what? Afterwards I experienced the ugly side of Paris. We were looking for a night out on the town but saw some pretty scary shit. On the way to the bar I saw at least three woman on the street with their children. INFANTS. Like 3 year-old kids in blankets sleeping on the streets. They looked like little dolls propped up on the side walk for sale. It was hands down the saddest thing I ever experienced in my life. Needless to say I gave them all the change in my wallet and had to be held back from taking the kids with me. As we were leaving the bar we almost got caught up in the biggest brawl of African men I have ever seen. It was scary. Then we were waiting for a cab and I watched a French man open a car door and punch the man inside in the face. What’s up with the violence, Paris? Where is the love?
The following day we had a tour of the Palace of Versailles. At this point, we were all sick and tired of tours. Every tour we went on we started in the front, paying attention for about 5 seconds and then like clock work, we made our way to the back and start acting like jerks. Talking loudly over the tour guide, straggling, tripping each other, punching each other in the face, you name it we were doing it. Ya know, normal 21-year-old stuff. But the tour of this palace took childish to a whole new level. Me and Dina are walking through the rows and rows of beautiful flowers and gardens and fountains, and I come up with the brilliant idea that this would be a great spot for a rap video. That’s it. Ghetto Sam and Dina emerge from the word works. I’m not gonna go into detail because it’s pretty embarrassing for the two of us but let’s just say a rap about Louis the 14th was made. Besides that the palace was incredible. One of the most beautiful things I have ever seen.
SO, that’s our Euro trip. I know it was long, but a 12 day euro trip is pretty hard to condense Since I didn’t really add any of the crazy/funny things that happened to us on this trip.
New Countries, New Experiences 