Day one, Saturday: Palma de Mallorca
Too tired from the flight to take any pictures. We were going to
come back here anyway, so why bother?
Day two, Sunday: At sea
Water. Lots of water. Not a very interesting photographic
subject.
Extremely hot, somewhere near +40°C and very humid. Even the
locals thought it was a bit much.
Batteries ran out in the camera! Didn't have a 110V charger (the
ship uses US-style electricity, unfortunately), and didn't fint a
shop selling any until we were almost back to the ship. So, the
pictures are all taken from the ship.
Day five, Wednesday: Naples, Italy
Slept. Read Neil Gaiman's
American Gods. Wrote
fanfic.
Very nice place. All the shops on the main shopping street in
Olbia had a coordinated soundtrack, which was quite bizarre.
The birthplace of Napoleon Bonaparte. We only had a half a day
there, so we settled for a short walk through the city.
This time, I took a few pictures. We even went ashore for a bit,
and visited a spanish supermarket. Bought more batteries for the
camera, that proved to be the cheapest
and the
best I found all trip.
Day nine, Sunday: At sea
"Water, water everywhere, and all the boards did shrink; water,
water everywhere nor any drop to drink."
Jenny didn't want to go ashore at all due to Tunisia's repressive
attitudes towards women. While I do agree, I really wanted to
visit Africa before my sister does, so I was ashore for maybe
fifteen minutes or so.
Day eleven, Tuesday: Rome
Like,
Rome. What can you say? We went on an all-day tour
and possibly managed to scrape the surface of some of the most
common tourist traps. Some time I'm going to take my old art books
and visit the place for real.
Day twelve, Wednesday: Pisa
Yup, it leans.
Very pretty place. Didn't bother to go ashore.
Day fourteen, Friday: Barcelona
The birthplace and home of architect Antoni Gaudi, living proof
that the difference between madness and genius is indeed small.
One of my absolute favourite artists of any category.
La
Sagrada Familia blew my mind the first time I saw it, and it
still does. Photographs just does not do that thing justice, not
even close. Unfinished as it is, it's still the coolest building I
know of, by a very large margin.
Day fifteen, Saturday: Palma de Mallorca again
...only this time we left the ship and flew home to our cats, who
had been terribly spoiled by their minder while we were gone.
