From Writhe’s journal: The Alps next to Lake Geneva were beautiful. Too bad I was on the other side of the train and couldn’t see them very well. At least the train has really large widows. It was kinda strange[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
From Writhe’s journal: I’m on my way to Zurich. I was supposed to have a companion that I met at the hostel last night, but I think she missed the train. I had fun socializing while doing laundry last night.[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
From Writhe’s journal: Well, I decided to stop in Geneva. I got off the train and went through a short line to show my passport. They just glanced at it wand waved me on. The tourist info was open, luckily,[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
From Wrihte’s journal: Avignon. I get into another packed railway station 30 minutes late and wander around until I find M and her friend A, who speaks almost perfect English. The three of us walk to M’s house and it’s[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
From Writhe’s journal: I’m on my way to Paris again, stopping and switching trains in Lyon so that I can make it to Geneva, Switzerland. I had an exceptionally nice stay in Avignon with M and her parents. Yesterday M[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
From Writhe’s journal: I’m on a train to Avignon. I met this guy, G from Berkeley and hung out with him all day in Carcassonne. We were in line for a very long time at the info booth in the[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
From Writhe’s journal: The train pulls into the Toulouse station and the information desk is closed. I wander the station a bit and ask a few backpackers where the youth hostel is and they don’t know. I decide to wander[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
From Writhe’s journal: People are more than willing to give strangers money in Paris. There are also people who go into stores and restaurants and clubs to sell flowers. This would not be tolerated in the US. There was this[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
From Writhe’s journal: Chartres. The cathedral was very dark. I took as many pictures as I could anyway. There was a certain stairway inside that gave me an overwhelming feeling of awe. I don’t know what it was. All these[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…