Palace of Parliament

Nicolae Ceaușescu was a brutal dictator that ravaged Romania during his reign before being overthrown and executed during the Romanian Revolution. During his time in power, however, he began the building of an incredible structure though he never saw its completion. Originally called “The People’s Palace,” the Palace of Parliament in Bucharest, Romania, is an immense building whose estimated cost of construction, in today’s dollars … Continue reading Palace of Parliament


Peleș Castle

Since the larger photo album can be intimidating due to the volume of images, this is an experimental post to see if we can break down our travels a bit better. If this is suitable, look for additional updates that backtrack a bit through our voyage. Below are the photos we took during a quick stop at Peleș Castle, in Sinaia, Romania on our way … Continue reading Peleș Castle

Bucharest ROCKS!!

We arrived in Bucharest on Thursday afternoon, and as the bus entered the city I could feel, deep down at my core, that this city was completely, perfectly ‘me’. So much so that by the time we got to the apartment we are renting I had said to Tom several times that I wanted to move here someday. The vibe of this city is awesome. … Continue reading Bucharest ROCKS!!

Bulgarian Changing of the Guard

After the amazing chance encounter with the Greek soldiers demonstrating changing of the guard, I was excited to see if we could watch the Bulgarian changing of the guard. At the beginning of the video, the soldiers are coming out to change the guard. Their long stomping strides reminded me of toy soldiers with a hint of ballet technique. After changing the guard, the troop … Continue reading Bulgarian Changing of the Guard

What Bulgaria is like for me.

The last five days we have been in Bulgaria, first in Sofia (the capital of the country) and now in a smaller city called Ruse (Rus-ah). After our long stretch in Greece (a little over 2 weeks), being in a new country feels strange. In Greece we had finally started to use some basic Greek words to communicate, and could recognize signage when we walked … Continue reading What Bulgaria is like for me.

Ode to a Grecian Urn

It seems like ages ago, but when Erika and I were in Athens touring a small museum near the acropolis, we were looking at case after case of amazing pottery that had been excavated over the centuries. There was so much and it was all so beautiful, my eyes began to glaze over. One can only look at relics for so long before one’s appreciation begins … Continue reading Ode to a Grecian Urn

Athens is Angry

Athens is angry, it seems. It’s a tempered anger, for the most part, but it is lies always below the surface. One always has the feeling of underlying tension, not with each other, but with people and social systems in power. This is most evident in the ubiquitous graffiti. In Greece, especially in major cities but also in the countryside, graffiti is everywhere. From government … Continue reading Athens is Angry

Continued travels in Greece

I realized today I have not posted a travel update in a week! For those following our trip, my apologies for not writing more regularly. Truth is, we are soaking up so much experience each day that at the end of the day my energy is sapped and I decide to put off writing until the next day…and this cycle keeps repeating. So here’s an … Continue reading Continued travels in Greece

Greek Changing of the Guard

Update: It turns out that what I observed was the Greek changing of the guard as happens at other governmental buildings. Soldiers, dressed in classic uniforms change station and some are positioned at the tomb of the Unknown Soldier. As I was wandering around Athens yesterday, I noticed a strong military presence down one of the streets. There were riot control buses and many heavily … Continue reading Greek Changing of the Guard

Gawking at Locals

Olympos is a small village on the Greek island of Karpathos described by some as a “living museum.” One of the evidences for this is often given is that “the women still wear traditional clothing.” Another is “the remoteness of the village has kept its traditions intact.” Enticed by these descriptions, Erika and I had been planning to visit the town for several days. To avoid … Continue reading Gawking at Locals