Saturday, July 12, 2014
We went to a comic book store and I was actually looking to buy legos but there were none because it was a comic book store. We also went to a game store and also I bought nothing. I was still looking for leggos. Isabella bought Furygirl.
We walked 24,532 steps in one day. We went on a train ride for dinner but they were closed, so we took a train back.
I spray painted a guys door, but he allowed us. It was a metal door. I stayed up past midnight eating sushi and talking to my dad about minecraft.
Today we are in the apartment and we are away and I am doing this blog. We will going to a church, but tomorrow and the next day we are going to different churches.
We are seeing about 100 churches a day.
Posted by Michelangelo at 1:28 AM
Thursday, July 10, 2014
We walked through Pompeii where all of the buildings were damaged by the volcano that erupt. We saw dead bodies that turned to stone. People looked at them saying: "Wow! Is this a dead body or a statue?"
We saw a picture of a dog on the floor it was called a mosaic. People wondered how did they even get that dog on there? I guess it is 4000 years old.
We went inside the Sistine Chapel. It was beautiful. I saw Adam touching God. It was so beautiful. Some people they were talking about the guy that wants to cover up Michelangelo's artwork. The guy that wants to cover it up because he is an idiot and he is afraid of seeing naked bodies and sex.
My favorite thing I saw in the Vatican was a great painting that I really liked. It was a painting of Adam and Eve.
We climbed inside the leaning tower of Pisa. It was leaning both ways, the left and the right the left and the right. When we got to the top we saw everything below.
We are now in Spain.
Monday, June 30, 2014
After we got off the boat, we took a long hike with our stupid backpacks. We went to our cabin in iItaly at the campground. First we picked up the car from stupid Hertz. We had trouble getting the car from stupid Hertz because Mommy wanted to drive because Mommy does not like it when Daddy drives. This is because one time in Mexico at Christmas time Daddy saw a guy riding a bike across the road in a poncho and big sombrero and the guy didn't exist.
So Daddy went to get the car from stupid Hertz worker (that's not his name but I don't know his name so that's what I am calling him) I plopped in the car because my backpack was killing me. The first backpack in was Daddy's, then Mommy's, then Boo-boo's, then mine, then our daypacks full of toys, food and games and nooks.
We took the car to the campground. I almost threw up on the way because it was making me dizzy and barfy. I don't complain but my stomach gets barfy on windy roads. That's why my face turned green on the pirate ship.
I took e nap before I got burpy and barfy. My mommy and daddy woke me up and stopped at a gas station where mommy and daddy had a cup of joe and Bahboo had a coke and I had a lemon fanta. Then we got back on the road. And by the way dont stop at most gas stations unless you like squatting toilets.
Then we stopped at my only alive grandpa's father's town. It was deserted because we got there at siesta time which is like nap time. We tried to have a good place to have lunch because my family thought we would not get to the campground until past dinner time.
|Mommy fixing the door of our cabin|
Then we got to the camp and after we got settled in (sort of, because we had lots of questions like: "Where were there beach bugs?" and "Why were my parents' beds wet?") we got in our bathing suits, sat down on the porch and waited until the pool was open.
After I went to the pool, I made friends with Allie and people that speak different languages that were across from us. Allie spoke perfect English so I could understand her a lot. When some of the people asked me a question in their language, she could tell me what they were saying. One of the boys said "Sai nuotare?" and Allie told me that he said "Do you know how to swim" so we said "Sí!"
Sunday, June 29, 2014
After an initial trip up with a manky smell and wet mattresses (which they swapped out lickety split) It was lovely. We spent a week with "Camping Villagio Paestum" as our home base for exploring the foot of Italy. It was such a relaxing experience we even forwent Capri to simply sit at the beach and vegetate.
|Bella and her Crimean friends learning bible stories|
When we arrived, the camp was full of Ukrainian refugee children attending a church camp run by Ukrainian-Americans. Apparently there are lots of Crimean Ukrainian's who fled to Southern Italy; enough that it got the attention of Ukranian Immigrants to the US who sponsored this camp. Bella quickly made friends with some of the little girls (even though there was no common tongue). Bella even went to CCD with them!
|Bella getting ready to conquer the pool||The "buttfloss" waterslide (so called because in order to go fast you had to pull your suit up into your butcrack exposing both cheeks)|
Saturday, June 28, 2014
Yes it does. We had been looking forward to seeing this famous stretch of coastline for months and months. Only it was absolutely no fun. Italian drivers are the worst in the world. Except maybe Indian drivers - but I could be convinced either way. Apparently the rules of the road simply do not apply if you are Italian. And unlike India, where they also do not apply - but traffic moves at a stately 9kph; in Italy they do not apply at 90kph on single lane two way traffic twisty roads with a death fall into the ocean on one side and a sheer stone wall on the other. Even if you are a lorry. Fuck that. It was no fun.
|I have never been so happy to be stuck behind a bus in my entire life.|