Monday, October 1, 2012

Roma


What kind of European backpackers stay in the Marriott hotel? Just the best of the best.
(Or those that have siblings who work for Marriott...)

We definitely blended in perfectly with all these high-rollers 
We got in to Rome at 8:30 AM and after 4 hours of public transportation sorting out we walked up to these big old fancy hotel gates on foot and with our tired eyes and big old backpacks. I swear, all eyes in the lobby shot at us. Instantly our jaws dropped by how fancy-schmancy this hotel really was. 

Thoughts about Rome: This place is POWERFUL. 
Everything is huge and strong and just screams power. Yet, at night, it transforms into a magical night scene. 

The Palazoo di Giustizia - HUGE. The first structure
 we saw when we pulled up & it is truly overwhelming.

 
I loved the Fonte Acqua Paola. It seemed like a picture perfect movie setting site. A very artsy, almost theatrical structure with a tranquil little fountain pool out front. This general area was set a top a hill and was one of the bloodiest locations during Rome's war for independence in 1849 while at war with France. Their were various different structures, walls, statues, and monuments representing this history.

 

  

                                    

                           

The Pantheon. Was. Magical. This scene was the absolute image of Italy. By now, it was dark and the square was dreamy. Accordion melodies and the cutest of Italian cafes lined the bustling outskirts of the square. 


The Colosseum.
Gladiators came to life here (with a little help from my trustee Rick Steve's audio guide).
The arena held 50,000 people that came to be entertained by the gruesome games of humans vs lions, humans vs humans, humans vs any old animal the people could come up with. After fights, the crowds got to decide if the battler got to live or was killed - something along the lines of a thumbs up/thumbs down sign determined lives. The entire underground tunnel system was visible because the floor is worn away. Originally the floor was topped with 6 inches of sand with different hidden doors to allow surprises to rise from under the stage throughout the night's schedule of entertainment. 


  


Andy came to play in Rome!
Yep, we love him. How can you resist this face??



 He may have been suffering from a little thing called jet lag for the first full day...




The Vatican - Nope, I didn't get any pics of my favorite within the Vatican, the Sistine chapel. Michelangelo was one patient fella. The work's area was close to the space of an entire football field and took over 15 years. He didn't lay down a single minute during the mastery of that ceiling! He just cranked his neck up and wetted the walls of plaster as he began new areas. 
                                                                                         
                                      
Vatican Square didn't bless us with any Pope sitings BUT was our first recording hot spot for a new vid Andy was planning (Andrew Hales LAHWF youtube channel. Check it out for some laughs).
The SPANISH STEPS were swarmed with people BUT it was really a gorgeous scene, especially at dusk as the lamps lit up and the sky transformed.


 

 I made my WISH at the Fontana di Trevi....


 And maybe possibly tossed my coin backwards right into a couple's romantic fountain photograph... whoops!
 
We established our regularity at a different restaurant in each city- meet our master crepe-maker/gelateria. He was always insistent that he hooked us up with freebies. He made us crepe "from his heart" and with his imagination after we told him what kind of treat moods we were in. This is my savory crepe - Tuna, tomato, mozzarella and oregano. Mmmmm 






 Backpackers. 



 
So we got a lil worn out at times.... 

Hasta Luego to My Island Life - Qué Tal MADRID?


Farewells to the branch members, final venture to an unforgettable beach town (S'Estraca), last bike rides up the bloody enormous hill, fitness HEAVEN ON EARTH+best spa treatement on this planet, final shopping for the fam and friends and farewells to this beautiful Spanish family I have come to love.





Yet, another scenic town that seems TOO good to be true. 

The kids caught 14 + Jellyfish in this beautiful water. And then we swam :)

                                


Juanjo, Marta, Alicia, and Martita. My beautiful Spanish family who's been so warm and welcoming to me this summer. I'll never forget you!

Whataweek.
how often can I say that?

A 430 awakening for a 630 flight to Madrid, metro + taxi cab to Madrid mission president's, President and Sister Jackson, and a day of being completely spoiled and soaking in the Utah-enriched home away from home.
Delicious lunch and dinner (and dessert of course)
Rides to and from the metro station to spend a couple hours downtown
Beds to nappy nap crash on
Beds to crash for the night on
RIDE TO THE AIRPORT IN THE MORNING AT 430


and a night of laughs and good doctor stories.
There ain't nothing like feeling blessed beyond measure and showers of warm fuzzies. Ghal. Where in the book of life do I get to start writing my chapter of selfless service and love??
Silly question.

In Madrid:

Hellooooo Chocolateria. 

Thinking that I almost left Spain without experiencing the famous "hot chocolate and churros" makes me question my sanity. K dramatic a tad, but one of those things I just would've regretted passing up (Ps, Ive invested in some stretchy pants to accomodate this new mindset of 'when in Rome'... no comment).
Hot chocolate? No. Well yes, exactly that actually. Thick, creamy, melted pure chocolate. With a plate of churros to dip on in there and slurp up some goodness.
And goodness it was.
Great combo of the two textures and flavors of salty and sweet...








Sunday, September 9, 2012

Ava Brooke Moon


MY PARENTS ARE GRANDPARENTS!
MY SISTER AND MARC ARE MOMMY AND DADDY!
WHICH MAKES ME AN AUNT!!!!

September 7th, 2012.
7 Pounds 10 Ounces, 22 inches
8:04 AM
Welcome to the world baby Ava.

Definitely a stinkin hard couple of days to be away from Lyss, Marc, and family but look at this gorgeous spankin new family and their precious doll, Ava.

Lyss and Marc were solid champs fighting through a 30 + hour labor which makes me have no doubt that my sister's competitive spirit and stubborn personality may or may not have quickly been passed to her little gal. Ava was just not in the mood to come out into the open yet, so she hung out until she decided she was ready for it.

I'm crazy happy for Lyss and Marc and fully warn them that Ava's aunty will be back and ready to make up for lost time come September 28th.

Consider yourselves warned, I LOVE YOU!!!