Sorry for rambling so erratically in the 'art' post. I was trying to jot down my impressions in a hurry while chatting with some of the other guests at the B&B. The way some art pieces can be garbage to one viewer and completely moving to another just fascinates me.
Anyhow, I hopped on my sleeper train to Rome last night. It was super small. I had to store my backpack on the bed because there was nowhere else to put it. And for an hour or two, it was extremely hot in there. My shirt was soaked in sweat. But I found it all sort of exciting. I imagined that being cooped up in a small sweaty compartment was going to be the way of life as I moved through India and Asia for the next couple of months. I really have to change my relationship with heat from one of hatred to one of tolerance. In the morning, I woke up cold. I had to make strange maneuvers within the bunk to get under the covers. It's good to be small sometimes. Sometimes.
I have to say that I wasn't very excited to be back in Rome. I'd much rather be spending the next couple of days exploring something new but I had to be back to pick up the China visa. I have it in hand and I'm all set for my tour in September.
I'm staying in Athens Sunday to Wednesday morning it looks like. From there I may visit the legendary Pink Palace in Corfu or try to head to Egypt or Turkey. My mom's a bit worried about me visiting Egypt but it still seems pretty safe. I've been wanting to see the Great Pyramids. But the airfare is over my budget. If I can't manage a ferry or something, I will try to hop over to Istanbul.
(If anyone has any Greece advice/tips for visiting islands, send them my way quickly)