May 31, 2012

Trip 25: Croatia

Trip date:April 6-9, 2012

Croatia is in the Balkans but close neighbors to central Europe. In my opinion, the country (which has a population of under 5 million) lucked out in a large way because of their fantastic stretch of coastline and sublime waterfalls.

All in attendance:Gordon, Jason, Kiyomi, Trevor and Kristen

This trip was planned for months and months - or at least the idea of it was. The idea was born even before I came to Switzerland because of a fierce desire to see the glorious waterfalls that you can find in Croatia. I can't remember when Easter weekend began to be referred to as "Croatia weekend" but it was surely before 2012 even started.

But in no way does that mean we had our wits about us. Who forgot to book train tickets early and got stuck with tickets for a 14 hour train ride on a seat instead of a couchette? - oops. Who spent 180CHF on these shitty seats? - oops

The train ride consisted of playing Durak, a nice new visa stamp in my passport, hardly sleeping and weird smelly men.

We arrived in Zagreb at around 10:30 Friday and rented a car. We decided to drive to our furthest destination, Split, and work North towards Zagreb. Kiyomi was the brave one to drive and I was commander in chief of navigation. We stopped in Karlovac for some roadtrip snacks at Plodine (which in Croatia include delicious yogurt drinks, black olive bread and deli counter calamari all for extremely cheap). This place has special appeal to Jason and I since our company, ALSTOM, has many offices in Karlovac.


We took a detour route that had us on minor roads. These roads were some of the most twisty and turny roads I have ever seen. Croatian highways are tolled so it's not always easy to find an entrance to the main highways. No worries, we were armed with plenty of "hvala", "molim" as well as exaggerated hand gestures.

Highlights here included me asking a fruit stand man in a small town for directions and then being surrounded by over zealous old Croatian men who are so excited to help the "asian" tourist.

Split


If you are familiar with the Rush Hour board game, then you will be able to perfectly understand what it is like driving in Split. Croatian highways are extremely well maintained and beautiful houses dot the rolling hills along the road but as soon as you reach a city, everything becomes very condensed and people become very impatient. We stayed at Tchaikovsky Hostel Split for 12€ a night. Inside was super posh and clean. The cons? Parking was frightening (and I wasn't even the driver).

The first night, upon the hostel's recommendation, we ate at this very busy (with equal amounts of tourist and locals) restaurant by the water. Cue: seafood risotto that was sub par compared to the one I got in Cinque Terre. Afterwards, we shared a bottle of wine while sitting along the water where surrounded by all the Split citizens that are from the age of 15-30. Cue: lots of pointing at the group with 3 Asians.



The next day we got some croissants at the bakery and set out for some sight seeing. Split was once under the rule of the Romans and you can really see this in its buildings, squares and city walls. We saw the Diocletian palace which was a palace built for a retiring Roman emperor. We saw the Cathedral of Saint Domnius who's bell tower is probably the most iconic thing in the town. Wandering the old winding pedestrian streets was also really fun. We all agreed that the place had that "Roman" feel to it. We were lounging by the water, looking at all the mussels stuck to the walls when we decided it might be time to head to Zadar.

Zadar

Zadar is an even smaller town where the old town is walled within the city. We stayed at Hostel Elena for 15.30€ a night which was right within the walls of the city. In the late afternoon, we walked around the city, along the water and saw the main sights. The Zadar church looks especially reminiscent of the big Duomo in Florence.



Zadar also has these sea organs which use the motion of the ocean to play different notes. Nearby is this giant circle which lights up at random during sunset. I really enjoyed the overall atmosphere in Zadar which was much more peaceful than Split.

Plitvička jezera


The next day we drove to Plitvice Lakes National Park/Plitvička jezera. In a chain of unfortunate climate circumstances, this was also the day the weather gods decided it would be nice to send a snowfall to Croatia. The past few days were rich with warm sunlgiht weather and slight misty rainfalls at night. This day, however, was full of thick snow, icy rain and chilly winds.

If you don't know, there is an unwritten rule in Canada which is "bad weather is never an excuse". So we set out for a 7 hour day in the cold. If you''re thinking I'm making a big fuss since it can go to -38°C in Calgary and it was a mere -2°C that day, please just trust me that it was cold all the same. The humidity, being in damp clothes (which were later freezing clothes), and the sheer amount of time we were outside was enough to make us feel as bitterly cold as we do in Canadian winter. It was also off season and Easter weekend so many indoor places were closed.

But the is a large silver lining





Although the lakes and waterfalls weren't the rich deep sapphire blue that you always see in photos, they were still vibrant enough to illuminate the scenery and awe us. Also, because of the cold temperature, many people seem to call it quits after 2pm. In fact, if you look it up, this park is usually bursting with people shuffling along the path but on this bleak snowy day, we felt as though we had most of the park to ourselves. No need for acrobatic reaching acts to take photos sans other tourist in it - we were the only ones there!

The park has trains, buses and boats that you can use to transport you around. Often times we were alone in a place built for at least 100 people. Unheated bus rides when you're freezing your toes off? That's nothing more than a daily routine in Canada during Winter.

And the paths are right there in between all the waterfalls too. There are also other ones that give you a great aerial view. There was also a really nice path along the water that we walked and a cave that we explored.



We stayed at House Sara for 16.10€ a night for private rooms. Dinner consisted of a lot of olives, sandwiches/crostinis, and wine. We watched Secondhand Lions on Trevor's laptop, took a lukewarm shower and snoozed.

Zagreb


A stop for more grocery store snack (little fried fish included this time) and we were now in Zagreb - captial city of Croatia. We went to the Museum of Broken Relationships where all installations are donated items from that reminisce a old relationship. We also saw the colourful St. Mark's Church. We passed Ban Jelačić Square and the old town gate, which was just a small close roof gate with a candle light shrine inside. We had enough time to wander the streets, stop in the cutest shop for some cake before Jason and I had to take the night train home to Zurich (thankfully with a couchette this time)




Things I learnt:
  • It can snow in Croatia in April
  • Seafood is ridiculously cheap on Croatian coast cities
  • Croatian Grocery store Deli is delicious
Things to do next time:
  • Go to Plitvice without freezing
  • Go to Krka National park - it's like Plitvice but you can swim in it
  • Go to Dubrovnik
  • Go to one of Croatia's islands
  • Come back and see it all again!!

May 09, 2012

Trip 24: Lausanne; Montreux; Neuchâtel, Switzerland

Trip date: March 31, 2012

All in attendance: Kehl Roommates - Pat, Tom, Gordon and Kristen!

Pat and Tom began their jobs at ABB in May 2011 for a one year contract. Gordon started in June and I started in August, both at Alstom. This Saturday Swiss adventure just might be our last one together as roommates.


Neuchâtel is in the French speaking region of Switzerland and just 21 CHF away from Baden with our halbtax. It's a small town of some thirty thousand people (but still twice the size of Baden). It was a march to the town center from the train station where we found lots of people out and about basking in the Saturday sun.

We went up toe the castle of Neuchâtel which had more scaffolding on it than was pleasant. It does sit on top of a hill which gave us a nice view of the Swiss town, including a glimpse of the Eglise Rouge in the distance. It was a sunny-blinding day which makes for horrible pictures but pleasant warm weather.We also sat by the benches along the Lake of Neuchâtel to eat our lunches and for me to eat a really big grapefruit I bought in the outdoor market.


Off to Lausanne for 12.50CHF and just over 40 minutes on a direct train. We didn't go see the Lausanne Cathedral but instead opted to drinking beers and sun bathing by the breath taking Lake Geneva. The fog obscured the stunning Swiss mountains just enough to add a surreal beauty to the whole episode.


Unfortunately no boats were running that day to Montreux so we boarded a train yet again. We passed by really playful topiary art installations, a statue of Freddie Mercury and walked all the way to the Château de Chillon and took a "roommate picture" that will hopefully hang on the fridge in our apartment for interns to see for years to come.

We had dinner in a pub where we paid more than appropriate for simple burger and fries and then took gleis7 train connections home.

Trip 23+: Dresden, Germany

Trip date: March 24-25, April 13-15, May 5-6, June 13-15

Dresden - a city I know because of Slaughterhouse-Five but a city that has become much more to me than a historic bombing site. It is full of art and full of love.

All in attendance: Kristen

Because of an easyjet Basel-Dresden flight and that Dresden is always 60-90€ away with a Mitfahrgelegenheit, it is so easy for me to indulge and visit Eric on a whim - especially before we are a 9+ hour flight away.

Cue: Currywurst, Dresden old town, affordable delicious restaurants, more street art than you can process, German bakery, Elbe river, adorable bars/cake shops, a surprise "Kurt Vonnegut Dresden Tour", drum and bass bars and beautiful weekend getaways.

Dresden is right up there for places I would want to live but that's probably likely due to the fact I always have someone there to show me around.



Cool fact: there's a crazy bike path that goes from Prague through Dresden, Hamburg and other German cities.

Also, one time my friend Steffen made me a cake.

Trip 22: Barcelona, Spain

Trip date: March 9 - 12, 2012

Barcelona faces the Mediterranean Sea and is the capital of Catalonia and the second largest city in Spain. It's a city full of life, full of beauty and full of art.

All in attendance: Kristen and Eric

I was originally going to leave Spain untouched this year. With so many mixtures of different cultures and cities, I thought Spain would be better suited for a longer visit in the future to do the country justice. Morocco is another country I was also saving for another year. Throw in a cheap easyjet flight from Basel and the temptation of warm weather in a city that's never boring and here I am eating up my words.

A cozy 71.90 CHF buys you a blissfull weekend in Barcelona. We arrived just before 8 pm on Friday out of the airport bus to Plaça d'Espanya. We took the metero to our hostel (AWA Happy Hostel, 15€/night) was located right on La Rambla.The hostel owner - who lives in the hostel as well introduced himself as "Gold" and the only way I can think to described him is as 'real G'. Cue: Vodka shots and true religion jeans.

That night we star gazed by the water and I saw a UFO (most likely) or low flying plane (potentially likely)


The next morning we woke up because it was unbarely hot in our room and then, after some excellent croissants and coffee, set out for a Gaudi awed day. We passed by the Casa Batllo (in my opinion, Gaudi's most recognizable building) and Casa Amatller, which were both right behind our hostel. Up the street was the wavy Casa Mila. The list goes on and on of how many Gaudi buildings are in Barcelona. Even with 3 days, we didn't even come close to seeing them all. Even the lampposts that dotted the streets were works of art here.

We went to try to find the Hospital de la Santa Creu i Sant Pau but ended up at an actual hospital. At that point we were really close to Basílica i Temple Expiatori de la Sagrada Família, another one of Gaudi's designs and still to this day, being constructed. It is expensive to go in (even for students) but it's worth every eurocent since the whole construction is funded by these admissions and donations and the whole thing is breathtaking and stunning.




I don't know why they even pretend it's a church because it's not like anyone would be able to concentrate on a mass while their eyes were dancing around in every direction.

In the late afternoon, we went to Park Güell and shared some beers, cider and strawberries in a dreamy beautiful park. There was one busker here that performed what can only be described as "sweet love making" to his guitar as we overlooked a grand view of Barcelona city.


That night we catch a glimpse of the phallic Torre Agbar up close and got boozy of cheap gross wine on the beach. We took a wrong turn and found ourselves on a street full of prostitutes. We also got way so many offers to buy marijuana at certainly questionable quality.

The next day, we checked out of our gangster hostel and got a private accommodation at Ona Barcelona (19€/night) for our last night.

We then went to the old town/Gothic quarter of Barcelona. Flamenco is a dance usually associated with Spain but not in this region. Instead, it's the Sardana which is popular here. What's more is that it's performed for free in front of the Cathedral of the Holy Cross and Saint Eulalia/Barcelona Cathedral. Inside the cathedral, I was pleasantly surprised to find a gaggle of geese! (Christmas dinner perhaps?)

The whole day was filled with wandering around the old town and drinking up the street art. There were some outdoor markets selling sensational oilves, candy, fruit and sensational everything. We ate lunch at Vegetalia and it was delicious.




We went to the Picasso Museum which is free on Sundays, yay! Then we went to Parc de la Ciutadella and there was more art and soul in this park than perhaps the entire country of Canada. Every type of niche of music, sport, free expression, play, fun, etc etc etc was in overflowing surplus in this park: a group of 40 people slack-lining, people beat boxing, giant bubble blowing, full bands jamming and family picnics and Sunday afternoon sunlight naps in between. It is in this park that I realized I will never be gifted enough to even consider living in Barcelona.



We walked along the water and saw the 1992 Olympic buildings. Highlights include the Fish sculpture by Frank Gehry.

Dinner that night were vegetarian tapas at Restaurente Sesamo. Highlights included beet and hazelnut gnocchi and a gin and tonic menu that include about 7 choices in gin and 7 choices in tonic. Afterwards, we wandered a bit and found this crazy amazing jazz group playing in a bar from the streets. The next thing we know, were inside and our eyes are transfixed. We weren't the only ones either - pretty soon there were people pressed against the window from the outside just to hear them play until the end.



Final day in Barcelona was the Monday and there were still so many things we couldn've done! We decided to go for a tour inside Casa Batllo. Expensive but beautiful - not as much as the Sagrada Família but it was nice to learn a thing or two about Gaudi.



We went to the Montjuïc park for great Barcelona views and high quality busker music on the steps in front of  the Museu Nacional d'Art de Catalunya. We also saw a strange communication tower. The German/Barcelona Pavilion was also there. Eric informed me that it was in fact a "modern" house built by Germans in the 1930s and was extremely avant guard for its time. The funny thing is is that thex were spot on with architectural trends and now, 80 years later, the building is not prominent but quite common place.



For lunch we ate at Restaurante Biocenter which had some crazy all you can eat salad bar (that had way more then just chopped vegetables) and then an entree, soup and dessert all for 10€. Cue: too full to walk properly. We then trudged inside the Barcelona market and had a peak around before one last wander around La Rambla and going home on questionable bus connections.


Things I learned:
  • To fall in love with Barcelona
  • This Jamón ibérico is extremely popular here.
    Full legs are mounted on these medieval like contraptions and small slice are just shaved away.
    you can also smell this fatty-salty-meaty food from down the block.
  • To love Gaudi archtiecture
  • That this hero of Barcelona died from getting hit by a tram (can you believe it?)
  • To understand the obsession of "Barcelona culture"
Things to do next time: