Friday, 15 August 2014

“Fire Trucks don’t stop for Red Lights!” - 9:53pm Lauterbrunnen, Switzerland



Brittany’s alarm went off god-awful early this morning in order for her to make it to her sky dive this morning… although it was only 7am, but after last night, no one was looking forward to it. I tossed and turned some more, and dozed a little, until our alarms went off at 8am. We got up, ate breakfast (a hot breakfast for once!) and gathered our belongings for our mountain adventure!

We met Zoe at the entrance to the campground who handed out our tickets and walked us to the train station to start our journey. I sat with the boys (Philip, Jordan, and David) whom I subsequently spent the day with, and Rhianna who was like a lost puppy clinging to Jordan (a desperate attempt for love I guess?)… We changed trains at Klein Schreigerhagen, or Schleiderhofen, or Schuberwofen, or Schuberboogerhof… (or giving up now), to head up to Jungfraujoch Station (the highest train station in Europe!). The views on the first train were great, and the second was primarily through a tunnel, so I used Jordan as a pillow rest through most of it. Philip kept getting mad at us and commenting on how we shouldn’t be sleeping this early in the morning, etc. You wait Phil, your time is coming!



When we got to the top, first thing I did was to buy some Swiss mittens (I forgot my Canada ones at home!) and Jordan bought the matching toque (no, it is not a beanie. It’s a toque… yes. There was a subsequent argument), so we got a couple photos together. Good thing I bought mitts (I’m Canadian – who needs a toque when it’s only around 0°C?) but I shared the mittens when others hands were getting too cold… Initially, we hung out with some of the others in our group for a little (mainly Satvinder, Anthea, Megan, Hollie, etc) and when trying to reach one of the observation decks, we somehow crammed 6 people into the tiny little handicap elevator to reach the deck (although we didn’t need to). We got a few photos with the group, before the boys and I branched off. 


We managed to follow the ‘tour’ seeing all the observatory platforms, trails, etc. and went outside in the the wind, and I (of course! What good Canadian wouldn’t?) started a small snowball fight (at least I threw one at (and hit) everyone) before finding a spot on the trail to get naked.

See… Topdeck has this small competition to see who can get the most points through their photo challenges… many stops will be a challenge with a subsequent points amount for getting the required photo (correct). In Switzerland, the goal was to see who would get naked at the top of the mountain! Philip was the first one – for a Scot in -5°C weather, that was huge! Haha. I followed by getting topless and doing a snow angel in the snow. David followed me by getting completely naked. Jordan bowed out as the voice of reason/photographer (gotta have the proof after all). Although, when re-dressing, Philip had a run-in with no shoes on at this point, with the Snow Cat and had to run to not get run over.

Although it was only -5°C, lightly snowing, and windy, I still survived up the mountain with only a tank top and hoodie on – it actually felt quite warm considering.

We continued looking around and got some group photos, skated our way through the ice palace and ate our Topdeck provided picnic lunch (sandwich, apple, juice, and the mandatory Swiss chocolate Toblerone bar). Or everyone else at lunch at the time except Philip who ate his on the ride up the mountain. We got our ‘Jungfrau Passports’ stamped, and decided to head down the hill.

Overall, it was a fun and good thing to see, but was quite cloudy and wintery, so not overly great for photos. At this point, I was still tossed up over whether I was sad I didn’t take the chance to sky dive in Switzerland… We headed down the mountain where Philip was trying to show Jordan the trick of running your hand up someone’s leg saying “It’s the fire truck” and have them say “red light/green light”… Trick being that fire trucks don’t stop for red lights.. Although, the trick was actually on Philip who kept asking Jordan to say red light, but Jordan wouldn’t and Philip got high enough up Jordan’s leg to creep himself out a lot… 


Everyone dozed a little on the way down, Jordan had a bad headache, so he slept most of the way, and I picked on Philip for sleeping, and played with Jordans (apparently soon-to-be-Beiber-like hair). Philip got frustrated with me and used me as a pillow before turning around to hide behind me.

The second train down everyone was a little more alive – Jordan’s headache was a little better, and the views were significantly better than the first train… and we even had way more room!



Upon returning to Lauterbrunnen, the boys went to the co-op, I mailed Sofia’s now 3 postcards (finally!), and then found Thomas at the Swiss Army Knife store. We both picked up the coveted green knife (the colour you can only purchase in Switzerland), before going for coffee to access the free WiFi. Jordan walked down the road and ended up visiting with us for a bit before we all headed back to the cabins and to pay the front desk for our lovely mountain adventure.



Dinner tonight, also in the site tent, was a traditional Cheese Fondue! There was quite a bit of kissing going on though, as the tradition says if you drop your bread in the pot, you have to kiss the person on your left. Tess managed to convince a complete stranger (some poor female soul) from another tour to receive her kiss… on the lips! After that we had roasted potatoes, veggies, pork roast and corn! Yum!

After dinner, I sat around with Alex, Adam, Trent, Hannah D, Jennifer, Angie, Amanda, Hollie, Megan, and Anthea for drinks before retreating to our room to chill – today is going to be an early night! We Reminisced about the previous night ie. Thomas having the alarm going off for 13 minutes while Trent slept through it all before Thomas turned it off himself; Trent not remembering from 9pm on last night; Alex getting a random bottle ring stuck on his finger after ‘Single Ladies’ came on; Adam waking up with a random guy from another tour sleeping in his top bunk (even though there was a spare bed in their room), etc.
Oh, the entertaining life of being on a tour for two months… :)

Thursday, 14 August 2014

“Never in 10 years for Jude, or 2 for me…” - 3:40pm Lauterbrunnen, Switzerland



We left Paris this morning at a fairly decent time (knowing that we have a 10 hour drive day in front of us). I (as did most of the bus) dozed until our first top in France. It’s still hard to get comfortable on the bus, particularly when trying to sleep. We had a quick pee break, grabbed some water and snacks, and we were off again! 

This time we put on ‘Euro Trip’ to watch as we drove, and we all had a good laugh. 

For lunch it was another picnic stop on the side of the road. This time, we learned how to do a ‘Topdeck Stop’ where we all pitch in to help set up, organize food, and take down, with a quick meal in the middle. We are in and out in about 45 minutes. Lunch was only simple (for obvious reasons), with lots of salads, but it was still yummy!

We learned our ‘wake-up song’ today, which will stick with us for the next 47ish days. “Everything is Awesome” from the Lego Movie. Oh boy. Here we go… Another 2 months of waking up listening to the song that reminds me of Jenn… Not to mention but the song isn’t actually that good… This is either going to get very old, very quickly, or it’s going to somehow, miraculously, become catchy…

We spent the time between lunch and Switzerland introducing ourselves, where we were from, whether we were red (taken/not interested), yellow (complicated/swayed) or green (open and willing) lights, if we were a little person would we rather live in a washing machine or dish washer, what we would do if we found a suitcase with 1 million Euros, what we did/do at home, and a party trick we can do. (Hi, I’m Kim, I’m from Canada, I am a trained Vet Tech/Vet Nurse, although chose to travel instead of find work, I’m green (hell, what do I have to lose?), if I was a little person I’d rather live in a dish washer – dirty laundry? EW!, if I found 1 million Euros I’d donate some, save some, and travel!, and I guess we’ll just have to figure out what my party trick will be! Bring it!)

We got stopped at the Swiss border. It was just a random passport check, which you don’t think as being a big deal… We figured we’d be in and out in a few minutes… but then it turned into wanting to have a dog sniff our luggage… then into performing random x-ray checks, to including our carry-ons in the random checks, to Hell. Let’s just x-ray ALL their bags… It took a while… like over 1.5 hours to get through the 40ish people on the bus… As we were waiting in the long long x-ray line, the other Topdeck bus who is travelling the same route as us and left London with us pulled up, and quickly left, all the while laughing at us… Karma will come. We all agreed that watching the driver and tour guide dance about it, it was frustrating, but we could have done the same in their position.

3:05am

We arrived at the campsite must to our surprise… we still managed to arrive before the group that passed us at the border crossing, and quickly settled in. Brittany, Megan and I decided to wander up the hill for some drinks and to get some Swiss Francs and back to the Topdeck Site Tent before dinner. Dinner in the tent was our first experience of Topdeck Site Tents… and boy are we excited! Dinner was great – veggies, chicken, Rasti (shredded potato and spice dishes) made by the Topdeck crew.




Afterwards, I showered and got into my pajamas for the PJ and Moustache party tonight. I joined Jordan on getting a little tipsy on Heineken, other beer, and the odd jäger shot before we got to the bar. Jude, our bus driver, kept handing out test-tube shots all night, and got us all a little more drunk quite effectively. I danced hard with Megan and Brittany or Philip and Jordan and moved on. The bar closed at 1 am (although outside the noise curfew being in the mountain valley is 10 pm due to noise travelling elsewhere… so we were often in trouble from the security guys to quiet down or get lost)… Some of our guys (namely Alex and Adam) decided they were going to join us in the PJ part of the party, and borrowed some nightgowns from the girls to wear to the party.

Roomies: Brittany, Megan and Hollie.

First Impressions of Switzerland:
-          Love the fall-like crisp cool weather!
-          Beautiful mountain views
-          Expensive (compared to London and Paris at least)
-          Reminds me of parts of home. <3

Wednesday, 13 August 2014

“He’s a Rooster, and we are his gaggle of Hens!” - 12:55am Paris, France



Today was an early start to our free day in Paris. Hannah D, Adam (and Jennifer) and I aimed to leave the hotel by 7:30am, and be on the metro shortly after that in order to get in everything we hoped we  could… that didn’t work… By 7:50 we finally left the hotel and wandered around to the metro, in circles as we tried to find it. This Canadian saved our bacon though! After leaving an Aussie to try and find the ticket booth (and maneuver around some rude French people), it turned out that I still understand enough French to survive in France. I was able to find the ticket booth, and to understand enough of the key announcements, and talk enough French to survive. Bring it France – you can’t bring me down! It’s also nice to be speaking a little French again.

Adam, Hannah D, Jennifer, Alex, Angie, Amanda and I headed to the metro and into the Louvre Museum. We queued for the line when we arrived around 8:30, and waited until they opened at 9. A quick jaunt through security in 10 minutes, bought our tickets (one person bought them all, as we realized very quickly that that would be better time management than everyone buying their own), and ran off to find the Mona Lisa. Somewhere along the way we lost Hannah D and Jennifer, so Alex, Adam and I took some photos as they caught up to us. Angie and Amanda had opted to do the Eiffel Tower first, so got off the metro before us.  Finally, we met up with Jennifer and Hannah again, turned around, and Alex had disappeared. Fuck. Adam ran around looking for him at all the nearest exhibits, and then came back to us, at which time we decided to go see a couple statues (including the Venus de Milo). Adam continued to try and find Alex, before meeting us down at the Venus. He arrived having failed in his mission – unable to find Alex. We breezed through the statues, and headed out to the glass pyramid where we could get some free WiFi (thanks to the Apple Store!) and try to contact Alex. We waited around with no response, and decided to let him know where we were going next and head on our way. We were, after all, on quite the time constraint and had a lot to see!

We exited the Louvre on one side, walked through the courtyard past the pyramid and out the other side towards the Notre Dame Cathedral (stop number 2). Upon leaving, we took the path to Notre Dame that took us along the Love Lock Bridge. Hannah D, Jennifer and I bought locks to leave behind for the experience. Along the way, I stopped and loaded up on some more cheap canvas prints. I’m hoping that they survive the next 50 some odd days. When we got to the Notre Dame Cathedral, the line up was insane. We were hoping we could climb to the top of one of the towers, but alas, time won. >.< We decided to wander around the Cathedral and take photos of it from the outside, including the little courtyard which I remember spending time in with Christine on our last trip to France.



At this point, Jennifer informed us that she seems to liken people to animals they remind her of. She dubbed Adam the ‘rooster’. He towered over us and was the type of guy to always check on us, by wandering ahead (always keeping us moving!) but waiting for us to catch up with our short stubby legs. He was continually watching us and keeping us all together. He, however, was easy to spot – it was easy for him to see us with this height advantage, but it was also easy for us to spot him.

After Notre Dame, we metro’d to our next stop – the Arc de Triomphe, where Hannah D, Adam and Jennifer decided to climb it. Seeing as I’ve already done so before, and I have another 50 some odd days to work with a bum knee that was already bothering me, I opted not to join them for their climb. After our fiasco with Alex, we knew where and when we were meeting (with some variable success this time… never lost, but they were late and had me second guessing!). My job while they were climbing was to find a postcard for Sofia, a post office to mail them, a toilet, and an ATM. Check, fail, check and check (but it didn’t work)… and only if you count a McDonalds bathroom as a sufficient toilet. Haha. We then headed off to find the Eifel Tower. When we left the Arc de Triomphe we wandered around Paris to try and find an open metro station, as everyone we stumbled upon seemed to be close for renovations… When we finally found one, we jumped on to find that it randomly stopped in between stations, and then wouldn’t let us down the line past another station. We were (almost) officially lost… Again.

At the Eiffel Tower, the line ups were freaking crazy! Nothing has changed in 10 years, so we opted not to climb, found a baguette sandwich truck for lunch, and crepes – Nutella and strawberries! Yes please! Although I missed Paris (and with more travelling, realize I didn’t really enjoy the city of Paris), I still missed this food! Good thing we’ll be back to France a couple more times!

We found a dodgy toilet before our bike tour, although it still took 40 minutes in the line up (of a whole 6 people…), and boy was it grungy. There were two stalls, one on either side of the makeshift building… one toilet completely plugged and started overflowing while we were waiting in line, so there was quite the wait for the other. Although it was highly entertaining watching people walk up with a ‘wtf’ look on their face as they looked at the lineup for our toilet, walked into the overflowing bathroom, and promptly left disgusted. They never looked back! Haha. It’s all kinda fitting seeing as it’s Paris…

We met up with our tour leader from the Fat Tire Bike Tour for our bike around Paris. We stopped at a few major sights (including the Louvre, Toulouse Gardens near the Louvre, the Dome Church, Invalides, the Place de la Concorde, etc). It was a great tour, got tons of photos and had even more fun! We even got unceremoniously poured on… The one day I didn’t pack the rain jacket as it looked so nice out this morning – I’m just thankful I wore the quick-dry capris and tank top and not jeans today! Our tour guide was awesome, she even had a planned stop and hang out with a beer in the middle of the tour where we watched Adam with ‘the girls’. We practiced many ATM’s – Advanced Traffic Maneuvers throughout the bike tour.



 After the bike tour, we hit and actual ATM, and a pub for drinks. Just down the road, they were selling double Heinekens for only €1.50. Adam and I loaded up! We then met back under the Eiffel Tower for a picnic dinner. Zoe and Jude even provided us with frogs legs – definitely prefer snails over frogs… 

We had a chance to change on the bus before the Cabaret show, where Jennifer and I confronted Adam about whether or not his pickup line was to say that he was bad at remember names, and then use their name in a sentence while watching girls swoon. It was totally working on some of the bike tour girls, and he was quite shocked that we would think it was a pickup, and that it might actually work in his favor!

Afterwards, we headed off to the Cabaret Show. I wasn’t going to miss out on one this time, as being 16 and in Paris last time, it was one the one thing we were all disappointed we had to miss. Two more beer later and I was a little tipsy and hurt my knee in the dark leaving the cabaret… oops! Good thing tomorrow is a drive day!


Hands down, Cabaret trumps burlesque and strippers (combined). I would pay to see it every weekend. Singing, dancing, chiseled abs, minor acrobatics, boobs, costumes… it’s all there. Although really, I’d probably pay every weekend just to see the chiseled abs. Haha.

We had a little confusion leaving the Cabaret show trying to find the right metro, but we managed to get home just fine with the help of our tour leader Zoe! The plan was to go for drinks when we returned, but seeing that everyone else was asleep, and no one knew where there was a put or something to go to, I decided to stay in and sleep… drunks can be exhausting. Tomorrow, we are off to Switzerland!

Tuesday, 12 August 2014

"Introducing, The Back of the Bus Bum!" - 10:45pm Paris, France



Today was officially day one of our tour. Brittany, David, Philip, Jordan and I met downstairs of the Clink 78 hostel in the wee hours of the morning – or more like 6am, but it sure felt like the wee hours – to meet our tour guide. She is a very enthusiastic person who has some humour, and has already completely 20+ tours with Topdeck (check – experience!). After checking in with her, we headed to the basement for breakfast before loading up our shuttle bus and heading to Dover.

It was a very pretty drive through the British Isle… although I slept for a good portion of it, after anxiety of missing my tour crept into my sleep last night… When we finally arrived at Dover, we had to unload, get our passports check, and waited until we could board. The traffic, and roadways were nuts. Thank goodness for BC Ferries – they’re not anywhere near as horrible as everything thinks they are! I’m not sure how anyone knew where to load, unload, enter, exit, etc. Ramps and vehicles everything, and you’re actually facing AWAY from the ferries when getting tickets (or in our case, fancy yellow plastic cards).
When we finally boarded, you could feel the boat rock away, even at dock. It got worse as the trip went on. Just when you think you have good ‘sea-legs’, the Strait of Dover rears its ugly head. Not to mention, they force people to abandon the car decks and join the passenger decks. The food wasn’t any better – mushy and unflavoured – I would have been better off eating a cold meal and saving some money… We met up with Adam, also out our tour, Hannah D and Jennifer again and decided to check out the sights on the boat, and try and find a place to sit. We managed to find a spot for all eight of us, which was quite a feat as it was, as our numbers quickly grew to an easy 12. It was a very easy crowd to hang out with, all laughing and joking.

When we landed at Calais, the gangplank wouldn’t work, so we had a delayed exit (and almost had to brave the stairs to get out! Oh my!). We loaded up our official Topdeck bus – our one and only who will see us from here, back to this point in 49 days time – a new driver, and headed off to Paris. Again, I managed to sleep most of the way, minus the food stop in the middle of the drive, in which we also picked up our official driver. The last 2-3 ‘nights’ of no sleep must officially be catching up with me – too hot, too loud, too cold, too quiet, too shakey (joys of a top bunk), and repeat, you name it, I probably didn’t sleep as a result of it – as I normally can’t sleep at all on moving vehicles. We will see how long this lasts. 

We got to Paris after a little history lesson, and arrived at our hotel upgrade (B&B Hotels) before 5pm with a little time to orient ourselves and get acquainted with our bunk-mates while we got ready for dinner. Brittany and I are rooming with Megan and Tess who are doing the shorter Grand European Tour and will be leaving in Rome. 

We wandered across the road for dinner, which was included, and got to enjoy (or not for some people) the French delicacy of escargot. It wasn’t bad at all, actually. A little different texture, but was yummy enough. There was so much garlic on it, that you couldn’t taste much of anything else. Not sure I’d ever eat a whole plate, but I was happy to say I did try it. Megan and I may have also shared an entire bottle of wine… bring it on Europe! Bring it on! When in Paris, do as the Parisians would I guess!



We finished our day with a driving tour around Paris – a quick drive by all the main attractions and a quick stop at the Eiffel Tower (or past an apartment where the artist normally paints nude actors on the balcony – or so was Zoe’s excuse not to look at the Eiffel Tower as we came around the corner…). We managed to hit the Notre Dame Cathedral, the Military Academy, the Louvre and Musay d’Orsay Museums, the Love-Lock Bridge, etc. It took about 2 hours, start to finish, and we even got to see some of Jude’s impressive driving skills as we entered the grounds at the Louvre.

 

Philip has self-proclaimed himself the ‘back of the bus bum’ for the tour. His goal is to sit back there, every day for the entire duration of the tour. Tonight, Megan stole the back row from home, making him share. This could make for an epic 15 day battle!

Tommorrow is our free day. Having already done Paris before, and only have a day there this time, I really only want to see the Notre Dame Cathedral without mounds of scaffolding on it. I am planning to spend the day with Adam and Hannah D, and we are planning on early start to the game, hitting the metro to make it into Paris with the Notre Dame, Arc de Triomphe, Louvre and the Eiffel Tower on our list of sights before meeting up for our bus tour at 3pm. It’s going to be a busy day!  We’ve signed up for the optionals tomorrow which include the bike tour, a river cruise down the Seine (which I’m not doing), and the Cabaret show at the end of the day after another included dinner.

Roomies: Brittany, Tess, and Megan.

First (Second) Impressions of Paris:
-          - Zoe is going to be a great and enjoyable tour guide
-          - Paris is still quite dirty (particularly compared to London)
-          - People are still pushy here
-          - Tends to have more ‘older architecture’ areas than London (which blends various centuries in one block)