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Nearing the end of my trip to Italy I went off with Noah and Dwayne to the wonderful Island of Elba. Napolean was once exhiled here, and what a place to be exhiled (I seriously wouldn't mind!). We had a great time bumming around on the beach and get severly sunburnt (ok maybe the last part wasn't so great). But the people were friendly, mostly Italians and Germans (dont mention the war!).
We ended up camping, which turned out being one of our more entertaining adventures. Noah thought we could rent tents... we couldn't. Luckily the camp people were kind enough or felt bad for us stupid Americans (probably the latter of the two) and let us use some of their old tents. Unfortunatly that left us with one big tent (big enough for all 3 of us) with no poles, or a little tent, with poles that smelled like mildew. Well you can bet we took the mildew one! Actually Noah and I decided that we didnt mind it that much. Dwayne on the other hand refused to get in the tent and used the big tent as a bed, in what was known as "the bodybag." All and all camping on Elba made for a great adventure. |
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This is the beach we stayed at... it really sucked. |
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My friend Noah and I struggle to eat our giant shrimp on Elba. (this unexpectadly turned out to be one our most expensive meals in all of Italy...) |
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This guys Mullet was out of control! For some unknown reason the mullet has come back in style in Europe. Who knew the word mullet and style could ever be used in the same sentence... |
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Our campsite. Note Dwayne's bodybag... |
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Back to Italia
Back to Sharlots World |
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