My Great European Vacation

My first two summers in Europe were mostly spent in Poland , and when I did go somewhere, I was under the strict supervision of my cousins or a tour guide. I've decided that I am going to Europe again next summer, and when I do go, I'm traveling by myself. I can't depend on the willingness and schedules of my cousins to see places. I am nineteen-years-old, and I think that in order for me to be more independent, I have to actually take the initiative to do what I want regardless of whether or not my parents think it's safe, etc. I'm going to be living on my own sometime, and what better time to learn than when I am young, obligation-free, and have the time and money? I know I have already made the decision not have kids, but what happens when I get a real career? I won't be able to just fly halfway across the world (hopefully it will be part of my job. Haha!) and have fun.

Therefore, I'm saving what money I can and spending two months in 2006 seeing things I have not seen in my entire life. The first stop, of course, will be Prague. I don't remember what first sparked my obsession with the Czech capital, but I suppose it has something to do with the creepy Medievel look.

It's funny how I get a lot of my ideas at work because next destination idea was an epiphany. I suddenly found myself yesterday thinking back to when I got a connecting flight from Copenhagen to Poland, and the view from the window was clear enough to see the many islands of Denmark. It was astoundingly beautiful. I wish I had taken pictures because I cannot find any on the internet that resemble exactly what I remember. I can only imagine how pretty Denmark is on the ground. I always want to go to the places not many people would think of going, and that's one of the many reasons why I want to go to Denmark. A lot of Americans classify the countries of Scandinavia as one big polar wasteland (I did too) but that's not true. I meant to do some research on my break yesterday, but as usual, I zoned out in the back room.

I would be lying if I said that I am not scared at being this ambitious and going somewhere out of my comfort zone. My mother gets paranoid that something will happen to me, and honestly, so do I. I suppose if I survived venturing out in Rome by myself, I can survive a few train rides and hostel stays.

So.... does anyone want to come with me?



(More destinations to come soon....)