<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862315486695614446</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:41:21.071-08:00</updated><category term='Day 2'/><category term='Day8'/><category term='Day 3'/><category term='Day 1'/><category term='Day 5'/><category term='Day 6'/><category term='Day 4'/><title type='text'>Adventures in Europe</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuckshelb-adventuresineurope.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862315486695614446/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuckshelb-adventuresineurope.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tuckshelb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10013124644665371044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862315486695614446.post-1732357523250067183</id><published>2008-06-20T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T09:27:12.423-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day8'/><title type='text'>Madrid again!</title><content type='html'>So, today shelbs and I slept in. It was needed I think since the last train we were on sucked. So we slept in. When we got up we were in sketchy moods. (The mood where you want to sketch) So we wanted to go to the park, but first we needed to get tickets to go back to paris. So we got there around 3ish. And walked around the station to find the ticket booth. We found it and they told us to take a number, but the number thing didn´t work. So we went to the information counter and they told us to wait till 4:30 to get a number to wait in line to get a ticket. So we had already been there for 30 minutes, so we might as well just wait. So we sketched in the train station. It was ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is getting close to 4:30 and so we go to get a ticket, and there is a long line to get tickets. So we get in line to get a ticket to get in line for train tickets to Paris. Eventually some people try to budge and a girl gets in their face and tells them to go to the back of the line, well I am guessing that she said that because she was speaking way to fast for me to try and translate. There was a guy in front of us who spoke spanish and english and he talked to us. he was cool. He told us that there are strikes going on all over. And that is why the train station was waiting to sell tickets. So we thought we might not get tickets. Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But eventually we get numbers and wait patiently in the waiting area for our number to be called, and we sketch and listen to a little boy hit his head on a seat, and it is very annoying, but I put my iPod in and listened to that. Our number is called!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go up to the man who speaks no english, so it seems. And we tell him we would like to go to Paris on the 19:00 train. And he punches some things into his computer and starts writing things down on a piece of paper. He shows us the paper, and it has an arrow on it with a 2 circled, and €74.35. And I asked for both of us and he shook his head no. So it was going to cost us €74.35 a person to go back to Paris. We thought about it for a while and I said, it would be cheaper to just go to London by flying. So we are now looking for cheap airplane tickets to London. I am hoping that it will be way cheaper than it would have been to go to Paris then to Calais and then take a ferrie to Dover, England and then find a train to London. So we are looking at all our options for getting back to London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let´s pray that Tucker and Shelbi find some way back to London that isn´t going to empty our bank accounts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862315486695614446-1732357523250067183?l=tuckshelb-adventuresineurope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuckshelb-adventuresineurope.blogspot.com/feeds/1732357523250067183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862315486695614446&amp;postID=1732357523250067183' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862315486695614446/posts/default/1732357523250067183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862315486695614446/posts/default/1732357523250067183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuckshelb-adventuresineurope.blogspot.com/2008/06/madrid-again.html' title='Madrid again!'/><author><name>tuckshelb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10013124644665371044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862315486695614446.post-6009410295623709617</id><published>2008-06-19T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T05:27:37.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>¡Madrid es muy bien!</title><content type='html'>So we got on our train last night and met another girl from California, and she was really cool. A lady asked us if we wanted this spray stuff she was giving to everyone, and at first I said no, and then shelbi said yes and the california girl said yes, so I was like ¨Why not¨and they laughed at me and made fun of me. The spray stuff was really refreshing and we had fun cause our seats were broken and the train guy came through and fixed all the seats by shoving them back into the wall. We laughed at him because he got smooshed in the door as he was trying to make his exit, he was trying to be all bad ass because he fixed the seat, but we all knew better. So we talked with everyone in broken spanish and english, but the main thing was that we were all laughing. So the train started moving, and about an hour into the ride cali girl (Veronica) asked us if we would like to go to cafe car and hang out there. I said yes and Shelbi stayed in the seats. So Veronica and I went to the cafe and had a drink. We had whiskey and coke (Mom and Dad, I like whiskey now!) We talked about life in general and what we were doing in Madrid. She is taking spanish and living there for 2 months. She was hoping to get up to London and I told here all the places to go, well the ones that I thought were worth seeing. We talked theatre and art and she is into lighting because she does landscape architecture. And that was really fun to talk about. But after our drinks we went back to our seats for the 10 hour train ride, that went a lot smoother than our first ride from Paris to Lisbon, so that was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When our train arrived we parted ways, only to end up going to pretty much the same place. It was really fun meeting new people and I am starting to see that it really is a small world, and people are way more friendly then I thought. Well people from the states are more friendly, and I wonder why Europeans hate americans? I will never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hostel is really sweet!!! It is called PopHostel. And it is totally badass! It is hip and fun, and so many people want to talk about adventures and what to do and where you are from. It is just so wonderful. If only all hostels were like this. That would be beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we talked to a guy from New Zealand and he was traveling the world for 5 months. And he showed us some of his pictures and they were ridiculously amazing. He is seriously gifted with camera skills. I could learn a few things from him. But he left earlier and is off to South America. So cool. Then we met an Austrailian girl who was here for the week and travelling. So that is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight the hostel is hosting an event where I think shelbs and I are going out dancing. We are going to try and get a hold of Veronica and see if she would like to hang out again. She is seriously cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you and wish you enough!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862315486695614446-6009410295623709617?l=tuckshelb-adventuresineurope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuckshelb-adventuresineurope.blogspot.com/feeds/6009410295623709617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862315486695614446&amp;postID=6009410295623709617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862315486695614446/posts/default/6009410295623709617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862315486695614446/posts/default/6009410295623709617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuckshelb-adventuresineurope.blogspot.com/2008/06/madrid-es-muy-bien.html' title='¡Madrid es muy bien!'/><author><name>tuckshelb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10013124644665371044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862315486695614446.post-5339011224367001679</id><published>2008-06-18T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T07:20:37.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LAST DAY IN LISBON!!!</title><content type='html'>So today is our last day in Lisbon. And Shelbs and I tried to make the most of it. And we did! We got up and checked out of our room, because we had too and the english speaking lady was leaving soon... I think. So we put our bags in a locked room until we come back and get them for our train tonight at 22:00 or 10 pm. So we headed out into the city, just wandering. And we happened upon some interesting things. Many many many hills. And slippery side walks. And some Indians (I would say Native Americans, but they clearly aren´t from the USA, so I will be politically incorrect and call them Indians.) who were playing some really awesome music. We watched them for like 15 minutes and found a fountain and took pictures of that, and went to a bakery and had donut things, and then we walked through a semi park thing. And sat in the shade. It was good. Shelbs and I talked books and the history of Middle Earth. We also talked about Harry Potter and whether or not the movies were actually any good, or if we just liked the actors who played the characters. We talked about Johnny Depp, and then it was time for lunch. We ate at our favorite SNACK-BAR, again. We had fish sandwiches. They were good. Then we saw a boy with a swimsuit on and a towel, so we figured there must have been a beach near by, so we followed him. But soon he got way ahead of us and we lost him. So we walked, and walked, and walked. And we never found a beach, but we did talk about graphic novels and the importance of them in the normalcy of every college aged students life. Or at least mine and Shelbs'.  So now we are out of the sun resting in our hostel that we already checked out of, and just looking at things online, like hostels and watching some really good Portugese television. Can it get any better than this? I think not... well actually it could. LONDON!!! But first it is an over night train to Madrid where we will spend 2 days exploring the city and then back to Paris for maybe a night then to Calais to catch a ferrie to Dover, and then we are back in the UK so it will be much better because everyone will speak English and we will be able to understand them... sort of. Well I will probably blog again when we get to Madrid, pray that our train ride is more pleasant than the last one! More than just 2 hours of sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later days! We love you all and wish you enough!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862315486695614446-5339011224367001679?l=tuckshelb-adventuresineurope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuckshelb-adventuresineurope.blogspot.com/feeds/5339011224367001679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862315486695614446&amp;postID=5339011224367001679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862315486695614446/posts/default/5339011224367001679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862315486695614446/posts/default/5339011224367001679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuckshelb-adventuresineurope.blogspot.com/2008/06/last-day-in-lisbon.html' title='LAST DAY IN LISBON!!!'/><author><name>tuckshelb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10013124644665371044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862315486695614446.post-6946056982345057685</id><published>2008-06-17T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T13:42:36.891-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day 6'/><title type='text'>Ech... Lisbon</title><content type='html'>So here we are in  Lisbon, day 2. And it has not gotten better. Well some things have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My debit card works now!&lt;br /&gt;We have finally eaten something that was good!&lt;br /&gt;We found some things  good about this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good things  about Lisbon:&lt;br /&gt;The moon&lt;br /&gt;Fabio the  shark&lt;br /&gt;Corvo the ship&lt;br /&gt;Bertha the ship&lt;br /&gt;Jimbob the ship in love with Bertha&lt;br /&gt;Skippy the ship&lt;br /&gt;Janet the ship who almost collided with  Skippy  in an attempt  to flirt&lt;br /&gt;Glen the loner ship&lt;br /&gt;And the large obnoxious disco ball on a billboard by the highway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we leave Lisbon, thank God! Are train leaves at 22:00 or 10  pm and arrives in Madrid at 8:43 or 8:43 am. We get to bus around the city to find our hostel, and we have been  lucky on finding our hostels right away, minus the  one in Paris. But who is really keeping track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom is back home after her surgery and she is  doing fine. So no more worrying about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are getting excited about going back to London! We are going to go back and play in the fountains and ride the tubes and play in the parks, and sketch everywhere we can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, besides getting our  tickets for  Madrid, Shelbs and I bummed around and got our strength back, because we were dehydrated and hungry. So we sketched and  bonded in  our hostel. It was a good day, and we are so HAPPY to leave Lisbon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER EVER travel to  Lisbon. It is not as fun as it sounds. It may be the western most part of the European counties, it is not fun. Maybe we just had a bad taste in our mouths, but I doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you all! And Mom and Dad, I wish you enough!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862315486695614446-6946056982345057685?l=tuckshelb-adventuresineurope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuckshelb-adventuresineurope.blogspot.com/feeds/6946056982345057685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862315486695614446&amp;postID=6946056982345057685' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862315486695614446/posts/default/6946056982345057685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862315486695614446/posts/default/6946056982345057685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuckshelb-adventuresineurope.blogspot.com/2008/06/ech-lisbon.html' title='Ech... Lisbon'/><author><name>tuckshelb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10013124644665371044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862315486695614446.post-2098506631593038631</id><published>2008-06-16T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T08:36:34.702-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day 5'/><title type='text'>One whole day on a train...</title><content type='html'>We decided to go to Lisbon, and we took a night train. It was an exprience. We had to wait 6 hours in a train station that was horrible. We passed the time by playing cards and sleeping and writing lists. Here they are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons train rides suck:&lt;br /&gt;Babies&lt;br /&gt;Seats that don't recline&lt;br /&gt;Babies&lt;br /&gt;Messages in French&lt;br /&gt;Babies&lt;br /&gt;Cell phones&lt;br /&gt;Annoying Spanish girls who laugh and talk the entire train ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ways a 6 hour layover can seem so much longer than what it really is:&lt;br /&gt;No  English...anywhere&lt;br /&gt;The infomation lady is rude and unhelpful&lt;br /&gt;The cafe lady hates us for no apparent reason&lt;br /&gt;The magazine man only sells porn&lt;br /&gt;The benches are made out of rail road ties&lt;br /&gt;The ticker that says trains are coming doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons why a unicorn would never want to vacation in Irun:&lt;br /&gt;No  frollicing space&lt;br /&gt;Only beer and coffee to drink&lt;br /&gt;Nothing magical about this place&lt;br /&gt;No smiling...ever!&lt;br /&gt;Only grumpy gnomes visit Irun&lt;br /&gt;No color&lt;br /&gt;No  laughter&lt;br /&gt;No love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those  are  the lists  that Shelbs and I came  up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So  now we  are  in  Lisbon  and Tucker's debit card doesn't work. So I get a phone  card and  call my mom and  through  the power of mom magic she  fixes it  and  it works! She figured  it out and the Eurail  pass  people  decided to charge  me  twice for  my  pass. How  wonderful. But before  all  that happened  Tucker  broke  down  and cried a  lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really  miss home and a normal life. So Shelbi  and I decided that  we  are going to spend the  rest of the  time we have  here in London. Where we  are  familiar  with thingns  and where people  speak  the  same language...  sort of.  I just think  that I bit off  more  than I could chew with the whole  backpacking thing.  It will be a lot better once  we  get  back to London and back  to where thingns  were  normal...sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we have made plans to go to  Ireland and  use as much of our  train passes as  we can. I think we saw enough of europe for  one lifetime. Maybe if  I ever come back i will  take that  language and learn  enough of it to get  by. No one speaks English, and it is rough. Or if  they  claim to speak  it, they only know like  4 things, left, right, toilet, and  no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well later days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862315486695614446-2098506631593038631?l=tuckshelb-adventuresineurope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuckshelb-adventuresineurope.blogspot.com/feeds/2098506631593038631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862315486695614446&amp;postID=2098506631593038631' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862315486695614446/posts/default/2098506631593038631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862315486695614446/posts/default/2098506631593038631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuckshelb-adventuresineurope.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-whole-day-on-train.html' title='One whole day on a train...'/><author><name>tuckshelb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10013124644665371044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862315486695614446.post-8048392107994835853</id><published>2008-06-14T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T11:31:11.737-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day 4'/><title type='text'>Lourve!</title><content type='html'>Today Shelbs and I went to the Lourve! It was a beautiful walk there. We walked along  the Siene  river and got almost swindled like 7  times. These guys never give up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lourve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided that this is something that we have to do! So we bought  tickets and started to look for things that we had  to see. We saw the  Mona Lisa, Winged Victory, Venus de Milo, and Madonna on the Rocks. What a great place. I am sure that we could have spent more than 4 hours there, but we were getting tired of walking and decided to head back. We ate our packed lunch in the toulires outside the lourve and headed to the eiffel tower. We watched a woman painting some abstact trees and took a nap. It was so much fun! Then we decided to come back to the Aloha hostel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made some friends from San  Francisco today. They are pretty awesome! Molly and Peter! They are backpacking too and we are planning on meeting them in Germany to hang out there. It should be exciting. Not a lot else has happened. We coouchsurfed yesterday to find some people to stay with in Madrid and maybe Barcelona. That should be a fun experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been doing a lot of art, and Shelbi is kicking my butt. She rocks! But I am trying. I think that  I will probably stick with ceramics or painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we leave for Lisbon. We have a quick train ride to Irun, and have to wait 6 hours for the next train to leave, but it is a night train and we won't have to pay for a night in a hostel. We arrive in Lisbon at 9 and then we are going to explore the town and go to the beach! I am so excited! I am pretty sure that I am going to go swimming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My foot has been bothering me a lot lately. I don't know what is wrong with it. It just hurts all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well tonight we might go out and eat with Molly and Peter, but I don't know yet. I am sure whatever we do it will be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hostels play really good music in the lobby area. Bye, Bye Miss American Pie. What a  good thing to listen too while in Paris backpacking. This is a beautiful moment. I think  I will cherish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862315486695614446-8048392107994835853?l=tuckshelb-adventuresineurope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuckshelb-adventuresineurope.blogspot.com/feeds/8048392107994835853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862315486695614446&amp;postID=8048392107994835853' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862315486695614446/posts/default/8048392107994835853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862315486695614446/posts/default/8048392107994835853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuckshelb-adventuresineurope.blogspot.com/2008/06/lourve.html' title='Lourve!'/><author><name>tuckshelb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10013124644665371044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862315486695614446.post-3546240668658577212</id><published>2008-06-13T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T00:42:15.257-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day 3'/><title type='text'>Ah Paris...</title><content type='html'>So here's the deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Shelbs and I leave the Moat Arms Hotel with  the group and head to Gatwick Airport, and get off at the south terminal for the trains! We were excited for the trains, UNTIL they told us that our Eurail passes don't take us to  europe. So we  pay an unGodly amount of money to take the Eurostar to Paris. So we grit our teeth and pay. We  go through bag checkers and,  of course, I (Tucker) get pulled to the side to have  my bags checked. I knew exactly what  they  had spotted in my bags. I had a knife that I had gotten from someone at Christmas in my bag.  It was a small knife  and I used it for sharpening my pencils and nothing else. So a burly woman comes up to me in the most intimidating way and asks why I have this knife and I  tell her for art purposes, and she then tells me that it is illegal to carry knifes across the  border. So they take it from me and ask if I have anything else worth taking, I say no and then they watched me pack my bag again. Which took forever because I had so much stuff in it and it was perfectly packed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So finally the train... oh guess what.  We don't have seats on the train. No we had to sit on tip up seats which  are practically on the ground. They are uncomfortable and awkard. Jean Paul, the head guy, told us that in ten minutes we could go and find  empty seats. So 5 minutes pass and the bar opens, and everyone gets up and goes  there leaving no evidence that anyone one was sitting in any of the seats. So Shelbi and I pick two and doze off for an hour or so. Then a french man comes back and rudely asks us to try another seat. So it is back to  the tip up seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we arrive in Paris only to wonder  around aimlessly for what feels like days and we get the same trick played on us  twice within 2 minutes of eachother. jerks asking for money from tired foriegnors. we finally find a hostel and it is booked full. The kind man tells of another hostel not to  far from  the 3 Ducks Hostel. This one is called the Aloha Hostel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we walk to the  Aloha and it is  nice. Shelbi  and I ask for  two nights  here and then we are off to Lisboa, Portugal.  We want to see the ocean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862315486695614446-3546240668658577212?l=tuckshelb-adventuresineurope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuckshelb-adventuresineurope.blogspot.com/feeds/3546240668658577212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862315486695614446&amp;postID=3546240668658577212' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862315486695614446/posts/default/3546240668658577212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862315486695614446/posts/default/3546240668658577212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuckshelb-adventuresineurope.blogspot.com/2008/06/ah-paris.html' title='Ah Paris...'/><author><name>tuckshelb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10013124644665371044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862315486695614446.post-9035214192239638072</id><published>2008-06-11T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T22:29:45.085-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day 2'/><title type='text'>Gatwick!</title><content type='html'>Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are in Gatwick and people have started leaving. It was sad to say goodbye. The first wave of people left at 6:15 and it was hard. I cried when AB left, but it is going to be ok. I have to be strong and soon I will be on a train back to london and then off to Paris. It should be fun traveling on the Chunnel on a fast train. Shelbi and I are on the second wave of people to leave, we leave at 6:45 and it is early. We got in at midnight, and got roughly 4 hours of sleep. I had to be up early to make sure that I had everything that I needed in my backpack. It sould be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all of you and wish you enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucker&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862315486695614446-9035214192239638072?l=tuckshelb-adventuresineurope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuckshelb-adventuresineurope.blogspot.com/feeds/9035214192239638072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862315486695614446&amp;postID=9035214192239638072' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862315486695614446/posts/default/9035214192239638072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862315486695614446/posts/default/9035214192239638072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuckshelb-adventuresineurope.blogspot.com/2008/06/gatwick.html' title='Gatwick!'/><author><name>tuckshelb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10013124644665371044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862315486695614446.post-4951339062885149193</id><published>2008-06-11T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T04:49:06.024-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day 1'/><title type='text'>London!</title><content type='html'>Hey Ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shelbi and I are in London right now and things are going great. The group is still here with us and we have 2 shows to see tonight, Merry Wives of Windsor and 2,000 Feet Away. They should be pretty good, and we are excited to see them. Later tonight we leave for Gatwick and we are staying in the Moat House Hotel. Then on Thursday the group leaves and we are staying to leave for Paris! Are plans in Paris are: Lourve, Eiffle Tower, Arc of Triump, and doing art of some sort in the park. Pretty basic, but I am sure something exciting will happen, it always does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will keep you posted on everything that happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucker and Shelbi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862315486695614446-4951339062885149193?l=tuckshelb-adventuresineurope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuckshelb-adventuresineurope.blogspot.com/feeds/4951339062885149193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862315486695614446&amp;postID=4951339062885149193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862315486695614446/posts/default/4951339062885149193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862315486695614446/posts/default/4951339062885149193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuckshelb-adventuresineurope.blogspot.com/2008/06/london.html' title='London!'/><author><name>tuckshelb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10013124644665371044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
