Apetizers

Biologic soup
Antipasta primavera
Lobster mosaics
Curry Chicken Salad
Blinis & Cream

Desserts/Drinks

Fresh exotic fruits
Addictive Platter
Morning Dew latte
Friends chatterbox

 

Main Dishes

Red Island tilapias
Pakistani Byriani

American Delicatessen

Hokies brunch
Florida Pumpkin Pizza
New Orleans Jambalaya
Philly Cheesesteak
Daytona Fish Kebabs
Montreal Frozen Maple
DC Crawl
NOLA Po'Boyz
NY Bagels
Vegas Medieval Platter
Houston BBQ

African Specialties

Samak Yemeni
Ibiharage ('88-'94)
Safaris Biltongs
South African Braai
Seswaa from Botswana

European Specialties

Butifarra con mongetes
Brick Lane Bagels
Salmon Carpaccio
Chicken Schnitzel
Maquereau Brochen
Leverpostej on rye
Raclette

WESTERN CENTRAL EUROPE : Austria, Germany, Denmark, Switzerland

July 7th

This is the first trip we intended to do without any preparation. Of course, we tried to plan for enough clothes and money in order to survive the adventure, but all in all, we didn't know in advance where to sleep nor to go. One thing was sure though, we were going to move from town to town.

The challenge is not a minor one. How can 2 young women manage to pack clothes for 3 weeks, plan for accidents, and stand each other for 3 weeks? Well, with a larger group I think the last question is the hardest one.... democracy is quite unbearable when too many opinions are stated. It might be interesting how the group would have chosen a leader though...another experiment for next trip! ...We did not have that problem at least. How to solve the other dilemma?

I packed for 3 months of summer, in order to stay decently clean without doing a laundry mat. I also took some cute emergency kit: alcohol, cotton, antibacterial hand soap, nail polish, flashlight, make up, sunscreen, after sun, anti mosquitoes spray.... yeah, I was an ambulant nurse! I did not know what my partner would pack since we would meet only at the train station in Paris. As I discovered soon enough, my gorgeous trip partner packed for a winter week (2 jeans, 2 summer pants, a polar sweater and a woolen sweater, and about 20 pairs of socks), an enormous sleeping bag that can knock anyone out, a full load of camerawoman gear, plus some Mc Guyver kit : Deutch, a knife, and feminine pads...hum, sorry guys! She was full of resource with her skillful little fingers.

There we were, ready to go. Well, to leave France at any price actually. Once Fred and I picked Caro at Montparnasse train station, we discharged every little bag in Fred's hands and rushed like crazy into the metro to catch the train to Wien, Austria. Yeah, as usual, that train leaves at the other end of town, Gare de l?Est (East Station). Apparently, everybody in Paris was going the same way.... what a packed metro...It was less stressful to get the train ticket....
Anyway, after more chatting and recommendations, we took the Orient Express Europe, Paris-Wien at 17:49...what a start really...in such a famous train...well, not as famous as the Asian one but still, the name reminds of Hercule Poirot, doesn't it? Alas, there were no sumptuous cabins to visit, nor suspicious gentlemen. Actually no gentleman worth the trouble at all if you ask me!

   
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