Thursday, May 22, 2008
The end is near (oh and holland and belgium)
Our fist stop on this last voyage was from Valence TGV to Paris (luckily we had no problems), then it was from Paris Gare du Nord to Den Haag Central station on the train service Thalys, which was awesome because it was like an airplane where they served you really disgusting food, but was nice because at least you got food. This train trip turned out to be really bad because the train ahead of us hit a car and the car turned on fire.. so we had to back up and get on really crowded buses for like one hour (our bus driver got lost) and then we finally arrived at ANOTHER train station where we crammed like 200 people onto a little train. Then we arrived at a station that was one stop closer to our destination and we met our uncle Rob. Rob and his family, like our family, are living in Europe. They are living in Holland for two years due to the fact that Rob has to work. In Holland they bike Everywhere, there is hardly any danger of getting hit by a car. If a car and a bike get into a wreck the bike has a 70% chance of winning the case. I to really liked Holland because of the biking factor. It was great to see Robs family. One of my favorite parts of being there was Amsterdam.



After our trip to Amsterdam and Leiden, we moseyed on down to Bruge where we met up with our good friends the Links. We all got settled in then went out for a very nice dinner. The second day we went on an incredible tour of Flanders Fields. And then the third day we moved on to brusseles where we didn't see anything really great, and we stayed in a HORIBLE hotel.
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Romania
I know I have said this every single time, but Romania was my favorite trip of all time. It was so different because we weren't there as tourists (like all of the other trips) we where there as people trying to help other people, and that was nice just to get off of the regular path. I met so many new friends too that I will keep for life. Ones friends name was Wesley Craig, you might be wondering why a Romanian has such an American name well the truth is he is American, he is from Waco Texas. He is now living in Bucharest, Romania and he is there helping out with the church.

This was at the village Bollatine, it's funny to see a horse drawn carriage rolling down the street.
This was at the village Bollatine, it's funny to see a horse drawn carriage rolling down the street.
To Zermatt and Cervina
Not even twenty four hours before I got home from Rome, I was on my way back to Italy!!! Luckily we were heading to a town on the Italy and Switzerland border where I went skiing for one week with a French family. This is the best family of skiers I have ever seen, the mother was champion of France (on a collegiate level, she says that it is a big difference) she is also an instructor too, the father is an instructor, and both of the sons race I'd say that they're pretty good. Through out the whole entire week they all were teaching me to get better at skiing, and so I was pretty lucky to have such awesome teachers. Here are pictures of the week.

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