milan y verona

Ohhh italy. it Just never fails me.... maybe a little this time. only because milan was a little lame. i mean its italy so its not lame it was only shopping and then this gorgeous Duomo. i wanted a little more history and great people. there simply wasnt. however they do know how to make gelato. in fact its probably the best i have ever had. and i feel like i can be a pretty good Judge because i have had my fair share of it. so anyways they fill the cone with chocolate and then put yoir gelato on top. absoltely amazing. especially since whenever i eat ice cream i always get to the bottom of the cone and am disappointed to find it empty. this makes it certain that will never happen again. oh food wise though, amazing i had apple ravioli with a walnyt sace, patsy find a recipe its great. 

however, verona is a whole other story. im OBSESSED. like honestly Blakely and i are really confused why its not our home, like why do we not live there. there is a beautiful hill over the river and we are determined that our houses are some where up there. we got there on train took this bus that we didnt know how to pay for...so we didnt whoops. and came upon this gorgeous piazza shown in the pic below where we ate an amazing lynch mmm. then we walked around saw all the amazing sights they had. like the house of Juliet. oh how clever those italians are. pretend it was really where she was, have her balcony and even a tomb. dont get me wrong it was a very romantic city and lovely but really people, im sorry that Juliet was not a real person...then we walked along the river and into this other part of town where we saw all these little italian families waiting in line. of corse it was gelato and if all the italians are waiting in line it had to be good, so of course we proceeded to wait as well. and it was a good choice, great gelato and such a great feeling we got because they were all so friendly and all knew each other. i simply love that city and really really want to go back. any day. anytime. im there. 

oh and one last side note. i have never been so absolutely obsessed with a child as i was on my flight back to madrid. the MOST beautiful little girl i have ever seen in my entire life. she had curly hair and was from colombia (a little child speaking spanish only makes them cuter). anyways she was worth the side note. 

off to Morocco this weekend, camel riding and a great time expected. what is this life i live?

paris

paris-the city of love.blinding lights. eiffel tour. etc. 

yeah psych. no body loves anyone in that country. angry angry angry. whoops thats mean. 

well... i will say this it has some potential for sure. they all just need to be a little happier is all.

 so anyways.... went to paris over the weekend with my friend Blakely and my darling friend Nick from home (he came out for a week for his spring break). we left Thursday got there checked into or hotel and everything was great. then we decided to go out to dinner...yeah good luck we finally picked a place and i got Boeuf Bourguignon and freckled onion soup. and that was very delicious. (however mom yours is better. and i need you to make it when i get home please) then we decided we wanted a mcflrry from mcdonalds. well apparently that is not okay because the lady wouldn't even look at s when we ordered and acted like she had to go milk the cows herself. calm down lady. oh and we got locked in and had to ask to get let out? what... 

the next day we woke and went off to the Eiffel Tour. so excited since its something i have always wanted to see obviously. We even had a guy playing the violin on the metro on or way it was perfect. And i loved it, it was beautiful. (nick did about five back flips in front of it which made the best pictures ever) then we walked the river and saw all sorts of things. We ended at this little restaurant in the Jewish district and got falafel...okay yummy we loved it. then we ventured to the Arc de triumph which was a cluster of a roundabout  im still confused how there arent a million accidents daily. so props to their driving skills. that night we went the most beautiful little white church on the top of a hill. so romantic and so pretty i loved it. then we ate cheese and bread for dinner. so great. 

the next day we went to versailles. why is this not my house? im really confused. but honestly, most beautiful palace i have ever seen. i am so envious of those who can walk around and live in something like that. we ate lunch there at a place called angelina it was delicious, and we drank so much hot chocolate it was insane. after we went and walked around shopping and exploring

all in all it was great. 


P.S. Blakely made this lovely video.  http://vimeo.com/38788468

spanish padres dia

today is padres day in spain...

so i thought i would write my dad a little note. 

Greggy...aka the worlds best dad. BY FAR. there is nothing i cant go to him for. nothing i cant cry to him about. nothing i can say to him to make him hate me or judge me for. he is the only guy that will always think im beautiful, always love me and always tell me how stupid any boy is. always take my side, or at least tell me how it is. 

there is a nursery song that goes something like "im so glad when daddy comes home glad as i can be clap my hands and shout for glee and climb up on his knee pit my arms around his neck pat his cheek and give him what a great big kiss" and i always loved it. because its so true. those days when i just want to go sit in his office, watch t.v. and talk i know he is there.

being here in spain has only made my appreciation for him grow. im honestly the luckiest girl in the entire world. i can not express the gratitude i have for the ability to do the things i get to do here, and its because of him.

pues gracias padre, te quiero. (so thank you i love you)