<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8906769811413940741</id><updated>2011-07-08T12:23:15.918-04:00</updated><category term='farming'/><category term='weather'/><category term='Naples'/><category term='departure'/><category term='rome'/><category term='lessons'/><category term='ancient rome'/><category term='cute'/><category term='Todi'/><category term='random'/><category term='february'/><title type='text'>Let's Go!</title><subtitle type='html'>Just another travel blog.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17193407809885107736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/Sx3KHFMLp3I/AAAAAAAAA_8/Z5j9TuQjw5c/S220/IMG_3040.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8906769811413940741.post-1702123949076674679</id><published>2010-05-25T14:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T14:08:41.377-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I've become complacent with this blog</title><content type='html'>My apologies to all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick recap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The last post was from Normandy. We went to Mont St. Michel from there and some of the WWII sites.&lt;br /&gt;2. Then we went to London for a week and stayed with some of Aaron's family. London is a great city. It was refreshing to be able to read and talk without sounding like a two year old.&lt;br /&gt;3. We are now at our last helpX in Rye. It is a really great, but small town that has "the house with two front doors." No joke. It says it one the house too. It is an amazing town that we just happened upon.&lt;br /&gt;4. We are leaving two weeks from today! I can't believe it, but I will be back in the US of A in just a half a month. Then I will right properly about my adventures when I am done having them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8906769811413940741-1702123949076674679?l=letsgorachael.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/feeds/1702123949076674679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8906769811413940741&amp;postID=1702123949076674679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/1702123949076674679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/1702123949076674679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/2010/05/ive-become-complacent-with-this-blog.html' title='I&apos;ve become complacent with this blog'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17193407809885107736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/Sx3KHFMLp3I/AAAAAAAAA_8/Z5j9TuQjw5c/S220/IMG_3040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8906769811413940741.post-917615212239408693</id><published>2010-04-24T10:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T10:27:48.037-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is where I am right now, at this very moment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S9L8wIiwr0I/AAAAAAAABWU/UvF_475_y9Q/s1600/New+Image.BMP" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S9L8wIiwr0I/AAAAAAAABWU/UvF_475_y9Q/s400/New+Image.BMP" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am in Normandy sitting on a patio watching Aaron chop wood. That is him down at the bottom of the hill. Also around are rabbits (I will post some pictures of the baby rabbits later) and chickens. Not pictured are ducks, the fish in the pond back there, pigs and quail. Also six cats and a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you don't think I am lazy I spent the morning in a different strawberry patch. Strawberries are becoming my helpx thing. Once Jennie and Kevin, the English people who live here in Normandy, heard I had some strawberry experience, it became my task. I will be a strawberry expert soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on the docket while in Normandy. Catching and eating fish, and perhaps killing a chicken or a rabbit and subsequently eating it. I don't know how I feel about the rabbit. They are so freaking cute, but we will see. I hear it makes a really good meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also have picked dandelions for dandelion honey. It is an excellent way to use all those weeds that are in your lawn. We picked all the pedals off 400 dandelion heads, while I was sniffling like mad, and they are currently infusing in water for the night. We will make the rest tomorrow so I will let you know how that goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A note on Paris. It was wonderful. I didn't expect to like it as much as I did. French people actually do walk around with baguettes which is great. And only one person was super snooty. Oddly enough it was the guy at the tourist information place where Aaron asked for a map. But the thing is, he asked in French, and the guy still looked like he couldn't be bothered. It was an ominous start, but things only exceeded our expectations from there. The weather was beautiful, high 60s, the flowers were out in full force. Paris is beautiful in April. Pictures to come later! But beware if you want to eat there, it is really pricey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normandy is also beautiful. Tomorrow we are going to the Normandy landing beaches and to the American cemetery where Aaron's great uncle is buried. It should be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to oggle the baby bunnies for a while now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8906769811413940741-917615212239408693?l=letsgorachael.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/feeds/917615212239408693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8906769811413940741&amp;postID=917615212239408693&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/917615212239408693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/917615212239408693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-is-where-i-am-right-now-at-this.html' title='This is where I am right now, at this very moment.'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17193407809885107736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/Sx3KHFMLp3I/AAAAAAAAA_8/Z5j9TuQjw5c/S220/IMG_3040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S9L8wIiwr0I/AAAAAAAABWU/UvF_475_y9Q/s72-c/New+Image.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8906769811413940741.post-1785672892501601777</id><published>2010-04-14T18:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T18:48:27.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at the pretty pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/rwummer/EuropeRomeNaplesTodiVeniceMunichGrossenhain#"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/rwummer/EuropeRomeNaplesTodiVeniceMunichGrossenhain#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A link to some of the nice pictures I took. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8906769811413940741-1785672892501601777?l=letsgorachael.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/feeds/1785672892501601777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8906769811413940741&amp;postID=1785672892501601777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/1785672892501601777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/1785672892501601777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/2010/04/look-at-pretty-pictures.html' title='Look at the pretty pictures'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17193407809885107736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/Sx3KHFMLp3I/AAAAAAAAA_8/Z5j9TuQjw5c/S220/IMG_3040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8906769811413940741.post-7106705067521042095</id><published>2010-04-14T16:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T16:51:38.085-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ich bin ein Berliner!</title><content type='html'>Please read &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ich_bin_ein_Berliner"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for a fun and interesting little tid-bit of Berlin's history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Berlin has been really interesting to be in. Also, I am staying with Leah, one of my dearest friends from high school who moved to Berlin after college, so it has been really wonderful to see her, since she is mostly an ocean away from me most of the time. Berlin is a really interesting city with a history that is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got here Monday and spent yesterday at museums that deal with the East and the West and saw Check Point Charlie where the USSR and American sectors came together. Today there is nothing more than a sign and a little building, but it is an important reminder nonetheless. There is also a museum we visited about all the escapes and escape attempts from the east to the west and some of them were really incredible. One such story was of a man whose wife lived in the east and he lived in the west. So in order to solve this dilemma he found a woman in the west who looked like his wife and after a while of dating her, married her. Then he stole her papers, went to the east, got his real wife and took her to the west. This is pretty crazy stuff to do. Also, I was wondering how the other woman felt, but the museum didn't focus on that. There were also many escapes with tunnels, secret compartments in cars, and one of two families in a hot air balloon. All amazing and crazy things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been liking Germany very much. Also, I get spoken to a lot in German. I think Aaron and I look German. We definitely don't look Italian, so it is an interesting change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other fun German tidbits:&lt;br /&gt;1) They like to drink tea&lt;br /&gt;2) There are pastry shops all over the place, which is great&lt;br /&gt;3) Rules are generally well followed... Like people wait to cross the street and things of that nature.&lt;br /&gt;4) People are friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to load pictures now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8906769811413940741-7106705067521042095?l=letsgorachael.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/feeds/7106705067521042095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8906769811413940741&amp;postID=7106705067521042095&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/7106705067521042095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/7106705067521042095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/2010/04/ich-bin-ein-berliner.html' title='Ich bin ein Berliner!'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17193407809885107736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/Sx3KHFMLp3I/AAAAAAAAA_8/Z5j9TuQjw5c/S220/IMG_3040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8906769811413940741.post-4855550373425610762</id><published>2010-04-04T14:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T14:22:36.994-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>I hope you all are having a lovely easter. I hear it is unusually warm on the East Coast. It is normal warm for Northern Germany in early April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick note... We dyed eggs and ate them for breakfast. The eggs are from the chickens here on the farm. They are really tasty. Also, the Easter Bunny comes to Germany as well and leaves little baskets outside your door full of little chocolates and dyed eggs. Then you eat, go for a bike ride, eat some more, have tea, play soccer, eat again with tea, play cards, use the internet. This will all be followed by a shower, more eating, and sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, there is normally a bon fire on the night before easter, but it was raining. We are holding ours after easter, probably on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is pretty tough right now, I am never even remotely hungry when the next meal is, yet I eat anyway. When the food is as fresh as it is here, one must eat a lot, afterall, you never know when the next meal will be. Actually it will probably be in about 40 minutes. We eat every four to five hours, just in case there isn't a tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I must go shower, which happens a lot less often then eating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8906769811413940741-4855550373425610762?l=letsgorachael.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/feeds/4855550373425610762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8906769811413940741&amp;postID=4855550373425610762&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/4855550373425610762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/4855550373425610762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17193407809885107736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/Sx3KHFMLp3I/AAAAAAAAA_8/Z5j9TuQjw5c/S220/IMG_3040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8906769811413940741.post-8360501510788851740</id><published>2010-04-01T12:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T12:41:02.757-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am alive, and I am in Germany</title><content type='html'>Happy April Fool's. Hopefully you weren't tricked too badly so far today. Anyway, a quick update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron and I arrived in Munich a while ago where we spent 8 days with his relatives. It was a really nice city and it was fun to meet some of the foreign relatives. We spent a day in the snowy alps and a few walking around Munich. I ate a doner, weiss werst (I don't know about the spelling of that) which is a white sausage that tastes pretty good. Also I had had lots of Hellis and Weiss beer. Both were good. I will get some pictures up of Munich in Berlin, our next stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now we are at a farm in Northern Germany, around Bremerhaven. We are staying with an older couple, two other helpXers, one is British and has been here for over a month, the other is French Canadian and arrived a few days before we did. So far I have become an experienced strawberry patch weeder and maintainer. It took me and another person four days to finish it. It is a lot of work, but it looks really nice now. The food here has also been great. Almost everything we eat they made themselves. Apple juice, apple wine, apple everything, all sorts of veggies that are canned or frozen... there is a lot more in the summer when it is growing season, but everything tastes really good now anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farming is fun when it is warm, like the last few days, around 60. Today has been really cold. Around 40. No fun, but we have had a lot of tea to keep warm. There are also sheep and chickens on the farm. That is interesting. The sheep baah a lot. It is pretty funny. They don't like the cold either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been liking Germany a lot. The most noticiable differences from Italy are of timelyness. The Germans are on time, and don't cross the street without a signal. I am more at home with such rules and timelyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have lost all ability to spell. My brain is too confused with trying to pick up bits of other languages. Ah well, I will remember it eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there is a jumbled update for you. Please excuse the spelling and disorganization.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8906769811413940741-8360501510788851740?l=letsgorachael.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/feeds/8360501510788851740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8906769811413940741&amp;postID=8360501510788851740&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/8360501510788851740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/8360501510788851740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-alive-and-i-am-in-germany.html' title='I am alive, and I am in Germany'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17193407809885107736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/Sx3KHFMLp3I/AAAAAAAAA_8/Z5j9TuQjw5c/S220/IMG_3040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8906769811413940741.post-29705782826110283</id><published>2010-03-15T17:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T17:30:10.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Old Dudes, Thanks.</title><content type='html'>Today we left Todi and took 3 trains up north to Venice where we will be until the 18th. Before I write about Venice, I am just going to recap the last few days on the farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished the fence in the olive grove! That was the big project that we, and another HelpXer Anthony, took on during our two week stay. The olive grove was abandoned some time ago, and the terracing is still apparent, but is in some disrepair. Anyway, the fence was finished, although I was mostly pruning olive trees and building garden boxes while the boys were making the fence. We transported the sheep up there... Now the story of the sheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ev and Claudia inherited a semi-wild sheep about 6-7 weeks ago.The sheep was from a neighbor who doesn't maintain the fence and a whole bunch of sheep escaped. Wolf, one of the two very nice German Shepards, decided to go after the loose sheep one day, and got this one and ripped off her wool. She looked pretty silly. So we took her up to the olive grove on Friday. Saturday, the other helper, Anthony took a walk up to the grove and saw that there was something wrong with the sheep. It was laying on its side, not moving when he approached. This sheep is, well, very sheepish, so it was extremely unusual when she didn't move. We all went up there, and realized that she was giving birth to a lamb. Unfortunately, the little lamb didn't make it. It was most likely a still born. A lot of sheep apparently miscarry, and they think this sheep is pretty young, so it's not that unusual... maybe. Remember we were staying with people who where starting a vineyard, they too knew nothing about sheep. It was sad that the lamb didn't make it. It would have been cool to see. By the way, if you don't like the smell of sheep, you won't like the smell of sheep giving birth. Yikes, it gets sheepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great last few days with Ev and Claudia and probably would have stayed longer if we didn't have reservations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venice is so far really nice. We have a shower with water pressure! It's the small things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost forgot the title of this post. It just so happens that we might have the hardest hotel to find in Venice. It took us two hours to walk from the train station. It should have been about 25 minutes. It was a combo of google maps not giving us the right location, and not being able to find this crazy hotel... Anyway, twice on the street we were consulting our maps when two old dudes asked if we needed help. Their English was great, and they knew instantly the hotel we were talking about. Maybe they were once tour guides? Who knows. They pointed us in the right direction and probably would have taken us to the hotel if we asked. It was very nice of them! The second guy told us it was hard to find. It was nice to get that help, so Thanks to the Old Dudes in Venice! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post pictures later. The internets aren't cooperating right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8906769811413940741-29705782826110283?l=letsgorachael.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/feeds/29705782826110283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8906769811413940741&amp;postID=29705782826110283&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/29705782826110283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/29705782826110283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/2010/03/dear-old-dudes-thanks.html' title='Dear Old Dudes, Thanks.'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17193407809885107736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/Sx3KHFMLp3I/AAAAAAAAA_8/Z5j9TuQjw5c/S220/IMG_3040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8906769811413940741.post-4697935019772219856</id><published>2010-03-12T13:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T13:23:47.252-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures Continued</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Some more pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S5qGrax9zOI/AAAAAAAABII/S7iqdZy6ExQ/s1600-h/IMG_2786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S5qGrax9zOI/AAAAAAAABII/S7iqdZy6ExQ/s320/IMG_2786.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of a town that got was saved when an earthquake made the other parts of the town fall into the valley. It is an awesome place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S5qGr8T_24I/AAAAAAAABIQ/IV8YyX5loac/s1600-h/IMG_2766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S5qGr8T_24I/AAAAAAAABIQ/IV8YyX5loac/s320/IMG_2766.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only way into the town is the footbridge. No cars are allowed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S5qGsJU0DJI/AAAAAAAABIY/uu7oCt3pgu4/s1600-h/IMG_2715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S5qGsJU0DJI/AAAAAAAABIY/uu7oCt3pgu4/s320/IMG_2715.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of rain means that the grass is really green.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S5qGsuJ4yEI/AAAAAAAABIg/jBnU-sfJCfs/s1600-h/IMG_2692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S5qGsuJ4yEI/AAAAAAAABIg/jBnU-sfJCfs/s320/IMG_2692.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, really green. And also very muddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8906769811413940741-4697935019772219856?l=letsgorachael.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/feeds/4697935019772219856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8906769811413940741&amp;postID=4697935019772219856&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/4697935019772219856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/4697935019772219856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/2010/03/pictures-continued.html' title='Pictures Continued'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17193407809885107736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/Sx3KHFMLp3I/AAAAAAAAA_8/Z5j9TuQjw5c/S220/IMG_3040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S5qGrax9zOI/AAAAAAAABII/S7iqdZy6ExQ/s72-c/IMG_2786.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8906769811413940741.post-2958317984783216295</id><published>2010-03-12T13:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T13:16:14.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Week's Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I haven't had much time to do post, but here are some pictures that I have taken in Umbria over the past week and a half. I am doing this after a full day of making vegetable boxes out of some pretty heavy stones and an afternoon of wild asparagus hunting in which I got separated from the group, and while they were out searching for me I was busy building a nice warm fire (and getting even dirtier than I was before in the process). The fire is now as warm as I am dirty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:1182/baf1a04acda347bbfae3efa150553f7c/image/61e17afec00e36c8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://localhost:1182/baf1a04acda347bbfae3efa150553f7c/image/61e17afec00e36c8.jpg?size=320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers from a nearby town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:1182/baf1a04acda347bbfae3efa150553f7c/image/b0d070f8f9ea88b4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://localhost:1182/baf1a04acda347bbfae3efa150553f7c/image/b0d070f8f9ea88b4.jpg?size=320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The farm land and surrounding landscape, for the most part, looks like this everywhere. It is beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:1182/baf1a04acda347bbfae3efa150553f7c/image/e91a683e4c243919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://localhost:1182/baf1a04acda347bbfae3efa150553f7c/image/e91a683e4c243919.jpg?size=320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The farmland again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:1182/baf1a04acda347bbfae3efa150553f7c/image/73c5b01bfd8de13d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://localhost:1182/baf1a04acda347bbfae3efa150553f7c/image/73c5b01bfd8de13d.jpg?size=320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more time, just for good measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S5qEnFcbEUI/AAAAAAAABIA/5hReUg7DY2o/s1600-h/IMG_2690.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S5qEnFcbEUI/AAAAAAAABIA/5hReUg7DY2o/s320/IMG_2690.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The fire I am sitting by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8906769811413940741-2958317984783216295?l=letsgorachael.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/feeds/2958317984783216295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8906769811413940741&amp;postID=2958317984783216295&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/2958317984783216295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/2958317984783216295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-weeks-pictures.html' title='This Week&apos;s Pictures'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17193407809885107736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/Sx3KHFMLp3I/AAAAAAAAA_8/Z5j9TuQjw5c/S220/IMG_3040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S5qEnFcbEUI/AAAAAAAABIA/5hReUg7DY2o/s72-c/IMG_2690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8906769811413940741.post-1338501068786301538</id><published>2010-03-08T16:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T16:50:09.124-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Todi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farming'/><title type='text'>Farming</title><content type='html'>Being on a farm keeps you busy. Really busy. So posting while really busy just isn't going to happen that often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we have been here for a week, and it has been really incredible. We have been putting up fences, cutting trees, pruning olive trees, cooking, baking, and taking trips around Todi. We have so far gone to Todi, Monte Castello, Orvietto, Monte Molino, and Civita de Bagno Regio -- an amazing place that I will post pictures of later. I have also been learning how to make risotto and curry, not at the same meal. Curry isn't Italian- this was in case you are an idiot and don't know where curry is from, but when a family is half American and half Italian anything goes. Also Aaron has been learning how to make fires. We have a wood stove - stofa in Italiano - in our room which is the only source of heat. Needless to day, we weren't very good at managing it the first few days and it was around 50 degrees all the time. After a week, we have been able to keep the room in at a comfortable 60 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will write more later, but working on a farm has made me absolutely exhausted, so I am off to sleep. Maybe I will be more coherent and have more time tomorrow, but who knows, there is always so much to do in the Italian country side.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8906769811413940741-1338501068786301538?l=letsgorachael.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/feeds/1338501068786301538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8906769811413940741&amp;postID=1338501068786301538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/1338501068786301538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/1338501068786301538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/2010/03/farming.html' title='Farming'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17193407809885107736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/Sx3KHFMLp3I/AAAAAAAAA_8/Z5j9TuQjw5c/S220/IMG_3040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8906769811413940741.post-5214571671949885959</id><published>2010-03-03T16:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T16:08:45.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Farm in Todi</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone. We arrived safely at our first farm stay, HelpX&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S47PFpNTXXI/AAAAAAAABFo/ufYaRsLNaYY/s1600-h/IMG_2666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S47PFpNTXXI/AAAAAAAABFo/ufYaRsLNaYY/s320/IMG_2666.JPG" style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, on Monday night. We are staying with Ev and Claudia and Lorenzo on their farm. It was converted to a farm after being abandoned for quite some time, but now an old towerhouse on the Tiber river serves as their very cool home. They have been refurbishing it from its abandoned state for the last five years. In addition to working on their house they are starting a farm with a vineyard. The food they grow is mostly for their own consumption -- including homemade olive oil and wine. Our main purpose while we are staying here is to help with the planting of new vines for the vineyard, that is currently big enough for a family, but not to produce any wine commercially. Unfortunately, it has been very rainy and we are waiting for the field to dry out before we can start the planting, but never fear, there is no shortage of work to be done. We have put up steaks for a fence for sheep yesterday and pruned a large evergreen today. We also went to the town of Todi where the pictures are from. It is really old and midevil looking, and very nice. It was a nice walk around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The farmstay basically works like this. We wake up around 7:15ish and get dresses in our already very dirty clothes and eat breakfast. Then it is out between 8:30 and 9 to the daily task. So far it hasn't rained so we have been doing outside work which had been fun; I am enjoying it a lot more than I thought I would. Sometimes digging around in the dirt is a lot of fun. Then after we are done we wash up and have lunch, usually around 2 when Lorenzo comes home from school. The lunches are big and delicious. The afternoons are free. On Tuesday Aaron and I helped finish the morning work... neither of us could stop when there was just so little left. Today Claudia and Ev took us and the other HelpXer, Anthony, to Todi this afternoon. We wandered around the town, got some delicious hot chocolate and enjoyed learning the hisoty of the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S47PGIMIcdI/AAAAAAAABF4/hVGWJ4PX4_s/s1600-h/IMG_2685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S47PGIMIcdI/AAAAAAAABF4/hVGWJ4PX4_s/s320/IMG_2685.JPG" style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Food: Breakfast is pretty basic. Granola and yogurt, cheese, honey, and tea. Tomorrow I think I am going to try my hand at the coffee machine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: It is a big meal. Yesterday it was pasta with a sausage tomato sauce. Today it was potatoes and pork chops. A lot of the vegetables and spices are grown on the farm, as is the olive oil and wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: Vegetable soup, Risotto -- which I learned how to make, and breads and cheeses. We eat pretty late, around 8 and normally sit and talk for a while after dinner, maybe until 9:30 then clean up. Then it is bed time, and I'll tell you, the days are good but tiring. I will be sleeping well here! Also, the bed is way more comfortable than the one in the apartment in Rome, and definitely the hotel in Naples, so that doesn't hurt either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S47PGUoqnEI/AAAAAAAABGA/C4VULXpRVuQ/s1600-h/IMG_2688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S47PGUoqnEI/AAAAAAAABGA/C4VULXpRVuQ/s320/IMG_2688.JPG" style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  To sum it up, this has so far been really fun and interesting. The time will fly, so I will try and keep this as updated as possible, and finish the posts from Naples, but I think I am going to need to get to bed early early tonight... I am pretty exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all is well wherever you are, and thanks for the comments. I've been loving them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent; border: 0px none; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8906769811413940741-5214571671949885959?l=letsgorachael.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/feeds/5214571671949885959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8906769811413940741&amp;postID=5214571671949885959&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/5214571671949885959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/5214571671949885959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/2010/03/farm-in-todi_9881.html' title='Farm in Todi'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17193407809885107736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/Sx3KHFMLp3I/AAAAAAAAA_8/Z5j9TuQjw5c/S220/IMG_3040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S47PFpNTXXI/AAAAAAAABFo/ufYaRsLNaYY/s72-c/IMG_2666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8906769811413940741.post-4418524459357005861</id><published>2010-02-28T13:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T13:29:43.229-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The people you meet.</title><content type='html'>English is a good language to speak. For whatever reason, everyone  else has decided to pick up a few words here and there at the very least  or in some cases be conversational or fluent. Okay, I know there is a  ton of history behind this and it isn't just coincidence, but whatever.  So it hasn't been that hard to get around and between people speaking  English and our 50 words of Italian and lots of pointing we have been  able to get everywhere without any real problems. The fun thing is that  when you go to lots of tourist places, you meet other tourists. Here is a  little bit about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first meeting of other  tourists was at Ostia Antica outside of Roma. Another couple (from  England) also made the same mistake we did and went on a Monday when  lots of things in Roma are closed. We talked for a bit and that was  that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second couple we meet were Scottish. As we  were going to Hadrain's Villa, which was pretty complicated and super  annoying to get to, we started talking to this older couple. Well, by we  started talking I really mean that the woman just talked for a really  long time with some questions from Aaron and I and about 10 words from  her husband. Even though she was a talker, she and her husband were  really nice. We learned all about their daughter who lives in New  Zealand with her Italian husband and two children. The daughter is a  dietitian and her Italian husband does something or other with  computers, if you were the slightest bit curious. Also, they thought the  organization in Italy was terrible. It is good they haven't ever gone  to Naples. So the next day Aaron and I are going through the Vatican  Museums and we go to the Sistine Chapel first so it won't be crowded  (which it wasn't, and it is absolutely amazing). We found a bit of a  bench open, look over, and who is it? It is this couple from yesterday.  We talk about the Chapel for a bit then do our own thing. The Security  in the Chapel is constantly telling people to not talk, so we didn't  want to get in trouble with them. It was the strangest thing to run into  them two days in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third set of tourists we met was our first day in Naples. We  were all at the ticket window going to Pompeii and we talked for a bit.  They were American, or so we thought at the time. After Pompeii they  were on the same train home. It was amazing that they also spent 6 hours  there. (It was two families one with a little girl and the other with  three young kids, all under the age of 6. So 4 adults, 4 kids.) The next  day we went to the National Archaeological Museum, and yesterday we  went to Herculaneum and Mt. Vesuvius. We ran into them on the train  there and they said they saw us at the Museum, but we were at a  different end. We talked for the train ride and learned that they were  Canadian ex-pats living in Geneva for the last five years. The six year  old really liked to talk about all the cats he has had and Canada. It  was nice running into them so much. They were super nice families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day on the way up to Mt. Vesuvius Nick was from  Seattle, studying in Rome, and in Naples from the weekend. We hiked  around Vesuvius with him, nad he was very nice. I think he was glad to  have someone to talk to as well because he was exploring by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was our latest couple we met was today. We saw them at  breakfast this morning at the hotel, realized they were on the same  train, but didn't talk to them until we all realized that we were in  Sorrento, and had no ideal where we were going. They were smart and  popped into a hotel and asked for a map. They were kind and shared it  with us. They were a young Polish couple, our age, who had just gotten  engaged and like to take short holidays around Europe on long weekends.  We talked about the crazy Italians, how they don't really like Naples  and walked around Sorrento with them for a few hours this morning. They  were super nice, liked to use the word "absolutely," and had great  English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story, you meet people wherever you go. People tend  to be super nice, and everyone who is used to colder climates thinks the  southern Italians are a little crazy. We all bond over something!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8906769811413940741-4418524459357005861?l=letsgorachael.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/feeds/4418524459357005861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8906769811413940741&amp;postID=4418524459357005861&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/4418524459357005861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/4418524459357005861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/2010/02/people-you-meet.html' title='The people you meet.'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17193407809885107736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/Sx3KHFMLp3I/AAAAAAAAA_8/Z5j9TuQjw5c/S220/IMG_3040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8906769811413940741.post-1257180853418137537</id><published>2010-02-28T12:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T12:41:58.736-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Naples'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>Lessons of Naples and a Day in Sorrento</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today was our last day in Naples. Here are some things I learned, but the pictures do not correspond to these lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lesson 1. When crossing the street in Naples, look both ways, then hold out your hand and go for it. Walk fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lesson 2. Don't expect that anything will be open at any time. Also, don't even try and eat a decent meal before 7:30, all the good resturants are closed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lesson 3. Wear purple. The more the better. Also, make sure your shoes and purse match. And I am not talking about light purple either, no pastels, just straight up royal purple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lesson 4. If you own a car here, it will get scratched. You must park touching the car both in front of you, and the car behind you, otherwise there might be room to get out, and that just wouldn't be good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lesson 5. It might not be a bad place to be homeless, since all the trash is just out on the streets. This isn't just wrappers and such, it is mattresses, tv's, and cardboard boxes galore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lesson 6. If you like crazy driving, people in the streets yelling, mo-peds and the like, then this city is for you. If none of these appeal to you, then you might think twice about staying here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4qp7mp6CnI/AAAAAAAABFI/St-79M4Vz6s/s1600-h/IMG_2637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4qp7mp6CnI/AAAAAAAABFI/St-79M4Vz6s/s320/IMG_2637.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron and I in Sorrento. A beautiful city about an hour subway ride from Naples.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4qp70rzdjI/AAAAAAAABFQ/zVN978EFkU0/s1600-h/IMG_2644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4qp70rzdjI/AAAAAAAABFQ/zVN978EFkU0/s320/IMG_2644.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sea from a hill in Sorrento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4qp8GzVFRI/AAAAAAAABFY/BsoesKVDqdc/s1600-h/IMG_2653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4qp8GzVFRI/AAAAAAAABFY/BsoesKVDqdc/s320/IMG_2653.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The marina in Sorrento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4qp8ZHf7xI/AAAAAAAABFg/C05HEtgaBW0/s1600-h/IMG_2612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4qp8ZHf7xI/AAAAAAAABFg/C05HEtgaBW0/s320/IMG_2612.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The water is really clear! It was also a beautiful day, around 65.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent; border: 0px none; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8906769811413940741-1257180853418137537?l=letsgorachael.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/feeds/1257180853418137537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8906769811413940741&amp;postID=1257180853418137537&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/1257180853418137537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/1257180853418137537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/2010/02/lessons-of-naples-and-day-in-sorrento.html' title='Lessons of Naples and a Day in Sorrento'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17193407809885107736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/Sx3KHFMLp3I/AAAAAAAAA_8/Z5j9TuQjw5c/S220/IMG_3040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4qp7mp6CnI/AAAAAAAABFI/St-79M4Vz6s/s72-c/IMG_2637.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8906769811413940741.post-3467622158725900394</id><published>2010-02-27T18:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T18:16:05.324-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4mm9OE5QdI/AAAAAAAABEo/Fw3u1XMGLlw/s1600-h/IMG_2607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4mm9OE5QdI/AAAAAAAABEo/Fw3u1XMGLlw/s320/IMG_2607.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Aaron and I on Mt. Vesuvius. If you get motion sick, don't go up there. The drive is crazy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4mm9Y9AgCI/AAAAAAAABEw/8_ZhxcK-sQ4/s1600-h/IMG_2576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4mm9Y9AgCI/AAAAAAAABEw/8_ZhxcK-sQ4/s320/IMG_2576.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Mt. Vesuvius from Herculaneum. It would have been a nice city if a volcano didn't destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4mm9z21TvI/AAAAAAAABE4/DZNIT2w710Y/s1600-h/IMG_2544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4mm9z21TvI/AAAAAAAABE4/DZNIT2w710Y/s320/IMG_2544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;They had pretty mosaic pictures. Also, some sweet columns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4mm-ARhRlI/AAAAAAAABFA/dT2NZp29Vdc/s1600-h/IMG_2509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4mm-ARhRlI/AAAAAAAABFA/dT2NZp29Vdc/s320/IMG_2509.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This pictures doesn't exactly do it justice, but there were three rows of cars parked at least six deep. Everyone leaves their phone numbers on their dash board so you can call if you are double or triple parked, and chances are you are. The thing is, this isn't an anomaly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent; border: 0px none; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8906769811413940741-3467622158725900394?l=letsgorachael.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/feeds/3467622158725900394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8906769811413940741&amp;postID=3467622158725900394&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/3467622158725900394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/3467622158725900394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/2010/02/daily-pics.html' title='Daily Pics'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17193407809885107736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/Sx3KHFMLp3I/AAAAAAAAA_8/Z5j9TuQjw5c/S220/IMG_3040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4mm9OE5QdI/AAAAAAAABEo/Fw3u1XMGLlw/s72-c/IMG_2607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8906769811413940741.post-686152060081977301</id><published>2010-02-26T16:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T16:42:34.578-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ancient rome'/><title type='text'>Some Pictures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here are some pictures for you. Today we went to the National Archaeology Museum in Naples which was great, but the room full of mosaics and naughty imagery from Pompeii was closed for restoration work. HUGE BUMMER! So today you will get some pictures of us being cute and adventurous. I'll write more about Rome later, but not today. It is late, Aaron was being a computer hog, but he put some great stuff online so be sure to check out his pictures too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4g_VLgrb9I/AAAAAAAABDk/NGlQJWQlJGE/s1600-h/IMG_2264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4g_VLgrb9I/AAAAAAAABDk/NGlQJWQlJGE/s320/IMG_2264.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;This is Aaron and I on the Dome of St. Peter's Basilica. It is the tallest building in Roma and takes 500+ steps to walk up it. When you do it, do it early in the morning so that there won't be many other people there, but don't get stuck behind someone who likes to stop every ten steps, as it makes the climb much longer. The picture is probably one of the nicest that Aaron and I have taken together, and I have made him take a lot recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4g_VZdfRrI/AAAAAAAABDs/7jjFV9YsbDU/s1600-h/IMG_1571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4g_VZdfRrI/AAAAAAAABDs/7jjFV9YsbDU/s320/IMG_1571.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Another nice picture, but not as great. This one is from Hadrian's Villa where the Emporer put things he saw around the empire in miniature. It was a crazy place to get to because the bus doesn't stop we got on in Roma doesn't stop there so we had to guess where to get off, which was luckily correct, and transfer busses, then figure out how to get back. It was kind of crazy, but we did it. It was also a beautiful day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4g_VlNT8eI/AAAAAAAABD0/iGXk2quhx78/s1600-h/IMG_2388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4g_VlNT8eI/AAAAAAAABD0/iGXk2quhx78/s320/IMG_2388.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Aaron showing how small a doorway is at Pompeii. Also showing how adorable tall people in small doors can be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent; border: 0px none; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8906769811413940741-686152060081977301?l=letsgorachael.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/feeds/686152060081977301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8906769811413940741&amp;postID=686152060081977301&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/686152060081977301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/686152060081977301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/2010/02/some-pictures.html' title='Some Pictures.'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17193407809885107736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/Sx3KHFMLp3I/AAAAAAAAA_8/Z5j9TuQjw5c/S220/IMG_3040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4g_VLgrb9I/AAAAAAAABDk/NGlQJWQlJGE/s72-c/IMG_2264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8906769811413940741.post-8298326863077064550</id><published>2010-02-25T16:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T16:32:13.702-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pompeii -- why won't you let me in?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;25 February &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4brfwjwyZI/AAAAAAAABDE/JJg_81we_qM/s1600-h/IMG_2353.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4brfwjwyZI/AAAAAAAABDE/JJg_81we_qM/s320/IMG_2353.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We spent today, our first day in southern Italy in Pompeii. It was amazing to see and a constant reminder of just how dangerous natural disasters can be. Seen above is Aaron looking out to Mt. Vesuvius. It caused it all, but it is really big and really awe-inspiring. Also, thanks to Chris for the day pack. We have been using it all the time and it is super great. Good thinking this Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pompeii is incredibly well preserved. I thought Ostia outside Roma was well preserved, until I saw this. There will be more on Ostia to come, as it was amazing in its own right. The scene below is a painting on a wall in some rich dude's house. You know he was rich because 1) his house was big, and 2) he had a bench outside his door where people sat to wait to talk to him. You're rich when there is more than one person outside your door wanting to talk to you. This info was thanks to my personal tour guide and thanks to all his ancient Roman history courses. On a slightly different note, but related, it is funny to think that everything was painted in really garrish colors in ancient Roma, it is not the pristine white that is often thought of or depicted in movies. Also, a lot of Pompeii is blocked off. This was not the case in a few of the other places we visited, where we could go everywhere. We just wanted to explore every nook and cranny. We are losers and like looking at everything. I just wanted to see it all. Let me in! Enough complaining, it was huge and we saw a lot of amazing things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4brgMzgSnI/AAAAAAAABDM/wv0FSk6EBCY/s1600-h/IMG_2378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4brgMzgSnI/AAAAAAAABDM/wv0FSk6EBCY/s320/IMG_2378.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Below is in the forum looking at the Capitololeum, or the capitol building of Pompeii. Vesuvius is in the background. We spent 6 hours here today. This is right around 5pm when they were kicking us out, and the sun was setting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4brgWPBdlI/AAAAAAAABDU/YlxQ6hIUU04/s1600-h/IMG_2495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4brgWPBdlI/AAAAAAAABDU/YlxQ6hIUU04/s320/IMG_2495.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Same forum, different view. Clearly, a beautiful day in an amazing place. Did I mention that I only wore a t-shirt and a cardigan today! I had to keep reminding myself it was February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4brgsytybI/AAAAAAAABDc/-mnO0IuYP9I/s1600-h/IMG_2499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4brgsytybI/AAAAAAAABDc/-mnO0IuYP9I/s320/IMG_2499.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get the chance, go to Pompeii. You will be amazed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent; border: 0px none; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8906769811413940741-8298326863077064550?l=letsgorachael.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/feeds/8298326863077064550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8906769811413940741&amp;postID=8298326863077064550&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/8298326863077064550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/8298326863077064550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/2010/02/pompeii-why-wont-you-let-me-in.html' title='Pompeii -- why won&apos;t you let me in?'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17193407809885107736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/Sx3KHFMLp3I/AAAAAAAAA_8/Z5j9TuQjw5c/S220/IMG_3040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4brfwjwyZI/AAAAAAAABDE/JJg_81we_qM/s72-c/IMG_2353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8906769811413940741.post-3205879792464282464</id><published>2010-02-25T15:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T15:54:26.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Roma continued</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4bjHQMuIiI/AAAAAAAABC8/HUjKVISk4hs/s1600-h/IMG_0923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4bjHQMuIiI/AAAAAAAABC8/HUjKVISk4hs/s320/IMG_0923.JPG" style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Day 5: 14 February &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Day means a lot of people in Roma. There were lots of couples. We went to Castle S. Angelo in the morning which was a lot of fun. The castle used to by a mausoleum, but eventually things were added. It served the additional purpose of having an escape route for the pope. There is a foot bridge between the Vatican the Castle that the pope could run away on. Then we went to two different national museums, and since it was Valentine's Day, we got two for one tickets. Also, since Aaron has German citizenship he gets reduced fare at all museums and things of that nature because he is an EU citizen younger than 26. The prices are half of mine, which is nice for him, and especially nice that day because we got two tickets for that reduced fare. Sweet! It was a nice day in Roma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent; border: 0px none; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8906769811413940741-3205879792464282464?l=letsgorachael.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/feeds/3205879792464282464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8906769811413940741&amp;postID=3205879792464282464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/3205879792464282464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/3205879792464282464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/2010/02/roma-continued.html' title='Roma continued'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17193407809885107736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/Sx3KHFMLp3I/AAAAAAAAA_8/Z5j9TuQjw5c/S220/IMG_3040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4bjHQMuIiI/AAAAAAAABC8/HUjKVISk4hs/s72-c/IMG_0923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8906769811413940741.post-5778567550961519418</id><published>2010-02-25T02:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T02:38:53.177-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Food!</title><content type='html'>It is 8:30 am here. I am waiting for Aaron to get out of the shower, which could be another 30 minutes at the rate he goes but most of you knew that already, so I am going to write about the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after we found out about the grocery store in the basement, we got some pasta, tomatoes, carrots, tomato sauce (they actually do sell it in a jar here, but it tastes way better), olive oil, and cheese. These were the staples of our diet for two weeks. Oh, and chicken and eggs. We needed some protein in there too. As well as tea and nutella. Now I think you have our entire list of food. The vegetables are really good. I am not the biggest fan of carrots, but I like them here. Also, one night we splurged a little and got some zucchini's. Yum, yum, yummy, yum. I really liked those, but the veggies are kinda expensive, so we only ate the ones that were not over 2 euros/kilo. Also, it is artichoke season here, but I don't know how to prepare artichoke, so I am waiting to see if a restaurant has it. I tried to order it once at our favorite meal we ate out, but it had been all eaten by the time we got there for lunch at 2:30pm. Bummer. The fruit looks good, but I haven't eaten it. They make fresh blood orange juice on the streets here in Napoli, and I have been dying to try some, but it would induce a severe allergic reaction from drinking all that juice, so I will just stay away. If you didn't know I am allergic to fresh fruit. That's why I have only smelled it up to this point. I am trying to stay alive this trip, and eating fruit is not a good way to keep up that goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the meals out, they have been good. Our second to last day in Roma we went to a little place between Vatican city and our apartment. It was great, and the wine was my favorite there. Two days ago we ate at the place aforementioned where they ran out of artichokes. It was cheap and delicious. We both got second courses because everything was under 5 euros. The lasagna was so good. Really simple, just noodles, sauce, and cheese. Then last night we ate out for the first time in Napoli and went to a pizzeria that was over 100 years old. It wasn't a local place, we heard more English than Italian there, and it was a little overpriced for the area, but the pizza was really great nonetheless. I had pizza with cheese, ham, mushrooms, and peas. Yes, peas on a pizza, weird, but really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it is off to the hotel breakfast. We'll see how that is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and thanks for all the comments. I was looking at Aaron's blog this morning and saw that some of them were directed at me! Yay! Thanks very much, I appreciate them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8906769811413940741-5778567550961519418?l=letsgorachael.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/feeds/5778567550961519418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8906769811413940741&amp;postID=5778567550961519418&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/5778567550961519418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/5778567550961519418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/2010/02/food.html' title='Food!'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17193407809885107736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/Sx3KHFMLp3I/AAAAAAAAA_8/Z5j9TuQjw5c/S220/IMG_3040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8906769811413940741.post-1689406029792912353</id><published>2010-02-24T16:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T16:40:40.149-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ancient rome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>The Internet is Back!</title><content type='html'>We have left Roma and are in Napoli, at a hotel with internet! So I will be more connected in the next few days before we go to Todi to work on a farm for 2 weeks starting 1 March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough of the future, let's talk about the past. I am going to do a few days in Roma at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first days in Roma were really great, but getting over the jet lag was not so fun. I'll start from the beginning to avoid totally confusing you and me. I am a little tired at the moment, so please bare with my stream of consciousness writing and my train of thought getting lost mid sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: 10 February&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4WUJqGJ5dI/AAAAAAAABCc/gyF9gYfY6Jw/s1600-h/IMG_0674.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4WUJqGJ5dI/AAAAAAAABCc/gyF9gYfY6Jw/s320/IMG_0674.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Aaron and I are on the plane to Switzerland. As I already mentioned Swiss Air was great. Our seats were the first in the economy section, so we had these fun fold out tv's. It took us, and everyone else sitting in our row a bit to figure it out, but lucky for me and everyone else in that row, Aaron pushed a button! The tv's came out. We had some tv dinners, little did we know what little tv we would be watching for the next two weeks. I would have enjoyed it a little bit more. Then we got to Zurich and got on our plane to Roma, took a train to Trastevere and walked about a mile to our apartment. It was a lovely little place with a kitchen, bathroom and bed/living room. After I figured out that you had to hold the knob down for the stove to stay lit, all was great with the place. We went out for one of our few meals out in Roma that night. We cooked dinner most other nights, and packed picnic lunches for most days, so it was a great way to eat cheap in a city where food is really expensive. Just ask all the older British couples we ran into. They complained about the cost of food too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: 11 February&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4WYGk8YOOI/AAAAAAAABCk/TQH3W-KR_3Q/s1600-h/IMG_0701.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4WYGk8YOOI/AAAAAAAABCk/TQH3W-KR_3Q/s320/IMG_0701.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We started out our first day with a trip to the Monument to Vittorio Emmanuele II who unified Italy with a bunch of other dudes. He has a big white monument. It looks like a cake, and hence is either called the "layer cake" or the "wedding cake." It is tall, we got some nice views of the city. Then we wandered around and started getting accustomed to the very narrow windy streets without sidewalks and with tons of mopeds. It was carnivale time as well, so we saw a lot of random street performers. It was fun to see a play in Piazza Navona, even though I didn't understand a word of it. In Piazza del Popolo, which is further north we came across horse dancing. It was weird. There was a person on the ground and one on the horse. They did a funny dance together. I don't have a good picture of it, but if I get the chance I will put the video up. Here is an image of the police horses and a little dog. The dog was keeping the horses in line. It was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: 12 February&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4WZVnIXZDI/AAAAAAAABCs/l-DtrV0Zetk/s1600-h/IMG_0734.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4WZVnIXZDI/AAAAAAAABCs/l-DtrV0Zetk/s320/IMG_0734.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It snowed in Roma. It was the first time in 30 or so years. The place shut down, Aaron and I slept through it. We were suffering from some jet lag and not feeling great. We did, however, make it to the Pantheon. AWESOME! It was the first ancient Roman thing I saw here and it was great. I am standing in front of one of the columns, and it just shows you how big it is. Also, thanks to my former co-workers at Wellspring for the coat. I certainly do stand out in the crowd, but it is a great warm coat for the odd snowy day in Roma! Thanks again everyone! Then we went to the Capitoline Museums. I wasn't the biggest fan. Before you get all up in my grill about it, we went to some other museums that I thought were better, and I just wanted to get rid of my headache the whole time I was there, so it might have been a good idea to go back, but I certainly didn't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4: 13 February&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4WbbHUxLFI/AAAAAAAABC0/9m20Obfc_TE/s1600-h/IMG_0850.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4WbbHUxLFI/AAAAAAAABC0/9m20Obfc_TE/s320/IMG_0850.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Super touristy, but quintessential Roma stuff. Colosseum, Forum, and Palatine Hill. All amazing. The forum was by far my favorite of the three. I think I am a sucker for temples. This is a picture of the Palatine Hill. I have about 150 pictures of all the places. They are all amazing and a must see for anyone in Roma. Although you should go to the Palatine Hill first then the Colosseum because the ticket works for all three places and the line is shorter there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will pick up where I left off tomorrow evening. Ciao for now! It is nice to have the internet again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8906769811413940741-1689406029792912353?l=letsgorachael.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/feeds/1689406029792912353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8906769811413940741&amp;postID=1689406029792912353&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/1689406029792912353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/1689406029792912353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/2010/02/internet-is-back.html' title='The Internet is Back!'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17193407809885107736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/Sx3KHFMLp3I/AAAAAAAAA_8/Z5j9TuQjw5c/S220/IMG_3040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S4WUJqGJ5dI/AAAAAAAABCc/gyF9gYfY6Jw/s72-c/IMG_0674.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8906769811413940741.post-4961933694905762143</id><published>2010-02-14T14:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T14:30:38.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grocery Stores are in the Basement</title><content type='html'>I am at an internet cafe. Our apartment does not have internet like it was supposed to, so posts from Rome are going to be seldom. Here is a quick list of what we have done so far. (The space bar on this keyboard sucks.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Swiss Air is amazing. We were supposed to take United but becasuse of the weather our flights were cancelled. United was super helpful&amp;nbsp;- suprisingly- and we were booked on a Swiss Air flight for later in the day. We got the first aisle of seats in the economy class -- which means 1st service of food and drinks, more leg room, and cool fold out tv's. I will post a picture when we can use Aaron's netbook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Calling random numbers in Italy will not get you Alessandro Lupi. Please see aaronkenter.com for more details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Jet lag is no fun especially when you both feel sick. Going to a museum on days like this is not advised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The weekends are crowded. The driving is crazy, but the cars are smaller, so they may hurt less if one hits you. I will not try to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Ancient Romans are the shit. We have seen the Pantheon -so cool- the Coloseum, the Forum, and the Palatine Hill among other things. For all of you&amp;nbsp;who have gone to Rome 2+ years ago, you have to pay for the Forum now. Aaron could not believe this changed, his guide book was wrong, the world did not end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Since we are staying in an apartment (in Trastevere, a great neighborhood) we have been cooking for ourselves. Way more economical! But we needed to find a market. We finally resorted to asking at the tourist information booth. They told us to go into OVS down the street and the basement would be the supermarket. We found the store, but it was a department store, like with clothes and perfume and all that stuff. So we walked down the stairs, and sure enough there was a supermarket. We had to walk through racks of clothes with our eggs and other items to get out. It was just really strange. If we hadn't asked we might be starving right now. So if I come home and start looking for food in the bottom of Macy's or any other such store, please set me straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Rome is fun, everyone wants to come here. I think there are more French here than in France. I have decided that it must be some sort of school holiday -- there are so many French middle schoolers here. If anyone has insight on the French school system and why they are all over Rome, that would be great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Pizza is delicious, wine is cheap, and you can walk all over Rome seeing random ruins. Aaron and I have taken to calling one of the roads we walk on almostevery day the "Road of Random Ruins." Original, I know, but it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I will post pictures when I get a chance, but there won't be as many posts from Rome as I had hoped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Bye! And I hate this keyboard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8906769811413940741-4961933694905762143?l=letsgorachael.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/feeds/4961933694905762143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8906769811413940741&amp;postID=4961933694905762143&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/4961933694905762143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/4961933694905762143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/2010/02/grocery-stores-are-in-basement.html' title='Grocery Stores are in the Basement'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17193407809885107736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/Sx3KHFMLp3I/AAAAAAAAA_8/Z5j9TuQjw5c/S220/IMG_3040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8906769811413940741.post-2316820609096073423</id><published>2010-02-08T17:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T17:31:41.580-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='february'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='departure'/><title type='text'>One Day Left!</title><content type='html'>I am with Aaron at his house somewhere between Providence and Boston packing up all our stuff. This is also a test entry from Aaron's little netbook that we are bringing. I hope that we are going to get out of the airport tomorrow on time... flying from Boston to D.C. then D.C. to Rome is a bit nerve racking considering the snow we just got, and the snow that is coming. Below is a picture of the snow at my house on Saturday. We got about 28 inches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S3CPcukAG5I/AAAAAAAABCM/29pU3bPIfns/s1600-h/IMG_0667.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S3CPcukAG5I/AAAAAAAABCM/29pU3bPIfns/s320/IMG_0667.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I am off to finish my packing. This is all the stuff I am bringing, minus the computer! It is crazy that it will be my life for the next few months!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S3CQK49OjFI/AAAAAAAABCU/T5jtAkwYe9Q/s1600-h/IMG_0669.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S3CQK49OjFI/AAAAAAAABCU/T5jtAkwYe9Q/s320/IMG_0669.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8906769811413940741-2316820609096073423?l=letsgorachael.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/feeds/2316820609096073423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8906769811413940741&amp;postID=2316820609096073423&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/2316820609096073423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/2316820609096073423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-day-left.html' title='One Day Left!'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17193407809885107736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/Sx3KHFMLp3I/AAAAAAAAA_8/Z5j9TuQjw5c/S220/IMG_3040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S3CPcukAG5I/AAAAAAAABCM/29pU3bPIfns/s72-c/IMG_0667.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8906769811413940741.post-7341279987514834856</id><published>2010-02-04T13:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T13:45:24.458-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='february'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='departure'/><title type='text'>One weekend left!</title><content type='html'>In the states, that is. I am going to Rome on Tuesday (the 9th)! I am getting all ready to go, and of course getting super excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8906769811413940741-7341279987514834856?l=letsgorachael.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/feeds/7341279987514834856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8906769811413940741&amp;postID=7341279987514834856&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/7341279987514834856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/7341279987514834856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-weekend-left.html' title='One weekend left!'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17193407809885107736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/Sx3KHFMLp3I/AAAAAAAAA_8/Z5j9TuQjw5c/S220/IMG_3040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8906769811413940741.post-8610716981827208296</id><published>2010-01-30T13:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T13:32:18.598-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where we are going.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S2R4DUWbslI/AAAAAAAABBo/csvnBrmp5nU/s1600-h/map.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S2R4DUWbslI/AAAAAAAABBo/csvnBrmp5nU/s400/map.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is the map of the route we will be taking. We will get from place to place by trains, since we are going to mostly large cities.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A - Rome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;B - Naples&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;C* - Todi -- We are staying on a small vineyard helping a family plant grapes for the upcoming season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;D - Venice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;E - Munich&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;F* - Somewhere between Bremen and Hamburg -- This is a small sustainable farm where we are going to help plant for the upcoming growing season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;G - Berlin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;H - Paris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I - Somewhere in Northwestern France. Exact location TBD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;J - London -- Perhaps the last stop on our trip, perhaps not. We don't know when we will be home yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;* These two locations are Help Exchange. We are staying with families who need help around their farms in exchange for food and a place to sleep. There are tons and tons of people like this throughout Europe. I don't know what to expect from them yet, but I'll find out soon enough!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8906769811413940741-8610716981827208296?l=letsgorachael.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/feeds/8610716981827208296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8906769811413940741&amp;postID=8610716981827208296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/8610716981827208296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/8610716981827208296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/2010/01/where-we-are-going.html' title='Where we are going.'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17193407809885107736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/Sx3KHFMLp3I/AAAAAAAAA_8/Z5j9TuQjw5c/S220/IMG_3040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/S2R4DUWbslI/AAAAAAAABBo/csvnBrmp5nU/s72-c/map.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8906769811413940741.post-634398946529494003</id><published>2009-12-07T21:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T22:15:13.684-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='february'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='departure'/><title type='text'>Departure Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/Sx3Ej08hYcI/AAAAAAAAA_c/9kQcQrhEPVc/s1600-h/Photo0509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/Sx3Ej08hYcI/AAAAAAAAA_c/9kQcQrhEPVc/s320/Photo0509.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412698446956159426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Aaron and I have finally settled on our date for leaving the US. We will be leaving the states on the 9th of February! In just over two months we start fly to Rome were we will spend two weeks. We found this really little, and I mean little, apartment in Rome. We are going to be about a 15 minute walk to the Vatican and about a 30 minute walk to the Colosseum. In the next two months I will post our loose itinerary and will try and figure out how to work the blog! It very exciting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8906769811413940741-634398946529494003?l=letsgorachael.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/feeds/634398946529494003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8906769811413940741&amp;postID=634398946529494003&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/634398946529494003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8906769811413940741/posts/default/634398946529494003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgorachael.blogspot.com/2009/12/departure-date.html' title='Departure Date'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17193407809885107736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/Sx3KHFMLp3I/AAAAAAAAA_8/Z5j9TuQjw5c/S220/IMG_3040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAPJ3KdFJEo/Sx3Ej08hYcI/AAAAAAAAA_c/9kQcQrhEPVc/s72-c/Photo0509.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
