Sunday, July 29, 2007
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Ich ein Berliner
Day trip to Dresden
Dresden, Germany 
After Prague, I took a short trip to Dresden on my way to Berlin. I met 3 South Koreans on the train ride. They were heading to Berlin but thought they had to get off in Dresden and switch trains. Before we stopped I told them that the train went all the way to Berlin and they should stay on it and they realized they were wrong. It probably saved them about 3 hours. They thanked me and then wanted to take some pictures with me. It wasn't strange, just different but they were really nice and shared their snacks with me.
Dresden was heavily bombed in a raid at the end of WWII and most of the city burned. You can see the black on the cathedrals and other buildings as a result of the fires. The pedestrian mall from the train station to the downtown historic district was lined with new buildings and there was a lot of construction. You can tell that there was not a massive rebuilding effort after WWII by the Soviets. Most of the buildings have been built since the fall of communism.
Dresden was heavily bombed in a raid at the end of WWII and most of the city burned. You can see the black on the cathedrals and other buildings as a result of the fires. The pedestrian mall from the train station to the downtown historic district was lined with new buildings and there was a lot of construction. You can tell that there was not a massive rebuilding effort after WWII by the Soviets. Most of the buildings have been built since the fall of communism.
Monday, July 23, 2007
Beyond the Iron Curtain
I left Wien for Praha (Prague), Czech Republic. This is my first trip inside the old Soviet Union. You could see the difference.

When I left the train station, there was a full rainbow in the sky.


Kafka statue in the Jewish Quarter.
The Charles Bridge.

Looking over Praha.
Looking up at the cathedral.
The John Lennon Wall. When Lennon was shot people wrote on this wall. The police painted over the writings. It became a symbol of free expersion in the struggle against the Soviet regime because people would continue to write on the wall everyday for years and everyday the police would paint over it.
When I left the train station, there was a full rainbow in the sky.
Saturday, July 21, 2007
Vienna, Austria
Belevedere. This was probably the most impressive building in Vienna.
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After leaving the volunteer camp, I had a quick stopover in Venezia (Venice) before taking a night train to Wien (Vienna), Austria. Vienna is a beautiful city. St. Stephens Cathedral in the city centre and the Belvedere were the highlights. St. Stephens is the largest cathedral I’ve ever seen, larger than Notre Dame in France. Just around the corner was Mozart’s apartment. Wien was the home of many notable composers.
I’ve seen hundreds of street performers during my traveling but the best was in Wien. I rarely stop to watch any performers. Just a few blocks from St. Stephens Cathedral on the pedestrian walkway a young woman was playing a piano that had been rolled out into the middle of the street. She was excellent and had drawn a huge crowd. I spent about an hour of my first day in Wien under the palace gate because it was rainy very hard. It wasn’t bad because I could see the entire court yard and buildings around the city. Then the batteries in my camera died.
St. Stephen's Cathedral
I’ve seen hundreds of street performers during my traveling but the best was in Wien. I rarely stop to watch any performers. Just a few blocks from St. Stephens Cathedral on the pedestrian walkway a young woman was playing a piano that had been rolled out into the middle of the street. She was excellent and had drawn a huge crowd. I spent about an hour of my first day in Wien under the palace gate because it was rainy very hard. It wasn’t bad because I could see the entire court yard and buildings around the city. Then the batteries in my camera died.
Here are some pictures from Vienna, it was a beautiful city.
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Verona, Italy
The arena in Verona.


Juliet's balcony.
I went with some friends to Verona for a day trip. There wasn’t too much to see in Verona. At the city center is an arena that is hundreds of years old. We also crossed a medieval bridge. The highlight of the trip was seeing Juliet’s balcony. The balcony was part of a house owned by a family with a name similar to Capulet. An Italian writer originally used the balcony and name in a story before Shakespeare ripped it off for his famous balcony scene. It’s considered good luck to touch the right breast of Juliet, so I am now a lucky person.
However, the day before I was bitten by a bug and it began to swell. By the end of the day I could barely walk. The following day I could not do any work because of the pain in my leg and I had to go to the first aid tent. I survived and the next day was able to work again.
However, the day before I was bitten by a bug and it began to swell. By the end of the day I could barely walk. The following day I could not do any work because of the pain in my leg and I had to go to the first aid tent. I survived and the next day was able to work again.
The day in Verona was also one of the hottest during my time in Italy. I believe it was well over 100 or in the high 30s. We stopped at the river to cool down. Perhaps the polluted water infected my leg, we'll never know.
Monday, July 9, 2007
Venezia, Italy
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