I See Dead People (Oakland Cemetery – Atlanta, GA)

June 11, 2012December 8, 20142 Comments

Well, not really but I did spend the afternoon at Oakland Cemetery. “This garden cemetery, founded in 1850, is the final resting place of many of Atlanta’s settlers, builders, and most noted citizens like Bobby Jones, Margaret Mitchell, and Maynard Jackson. It is also a showplace of sculpture and architecture, and a botanical preserve with ancient oaks and magnolias. Here in this peaceful place the full scope of the city’s rich and fascinating history unfolds before you. From a hilltop in Oakland Cemetery, General John B. Hood watched the Battle of Atlanta, and nearby lie soldiers from both sides who died in it.” (source, www.oaklandcemetery.com)

I decided to check it out as I’d heard so much about this cemetery from professional photographers. It was recently selected by the Atlanta Journal Constitution as Atlanta’s Best Picnic Spot. Now, while I find cemeteries peaceful and like to try to figure out the family ties of those buried within, I don’t have any interest in having a picnic next to Dearly Departed Darryl. It did afford me the opportunity to practice my photography tho!

“Oakland’s acres of Victorian gardens offer a variety of spectacular locations for your special occasion. Maynard Jackson, Atlanta’s first African American mayor, and Ivan Allen, Jr. became the 26th and 27th mayors of the city to be buried at Oakland, joining six Georgia governors. Margaret Mitchell, author of Gone With The Wind, is also buried here. So are golf great Robert T. (Bobby) Jones; Joel Hurt, one of the city’s leading developers and entrepreneurs; Atlanta historian Franklin Garrett, Bishop Wesley John Gaines, founder of Morris Brown College; Carrie Steele Logan, 19th Century founder of Atlanta’s first orphanage for black children which continues today as the Carrie Steel Pitts Home, and others who played a role in Atlanta’s evolution.” (source, www.oaklandcemetery.com). I’m pretty sure I’m related to Carrie Steel Pitts (or at least that is the story I plan to circulate…see what kind of ancestry you can make up by hanging out at the cemetery?).

Grave of Maynard Jackson, first black mayor of Atlanta, GA

The “Norway in a Nutshell” Experience

March 12, 2012December 8, 20145 Comments

“God dag” from Norway! A couple of months ago, I saw a picture of a Norwegian fjord on Pinterest. It was so breathtaking that I promised myself that one day I would visit. I was blessed to have a business trip here so I added a couple of days to experience as much as I could of this country. Getting to the fjords isn’t as easy you think. You need to take a series of trains, buses and ferries. After a lot of research, I found that the easiest way is to take the “Norway in a Nutshell” tour.

This tour is a series of pretty well-organized connections from Oslo to Bergen (and back) via rail, bus and ferry. Along the way, you will take a train halfway across a mountain, then ride the Flamsbana train down to the Sognefjord for a ferry ride thru 2 off-shoot fjords (Aurlandsfjord and Nærøyfjord). There are also other city & fjord combinations (for more information, check out Fjord Tours). You can buy your ticket directly from Fjord Tours or at the train stations. One of the great things about this tour is that if one segment is delayed, your next segment will wait as they are all connected. Since we are short on time, we decided to do the roundtrip tour from Oslo to Bergen…which was 22 hours long! During the summer, you have more options for a shorter tour.

Schedule
8:11 = Train leaves Oslo S train station
12:53 = Arrive in Myrdal
13:02 = Flamsbana train departs Myrdal
14:00 = Arrive in Flåm
15:10 = Boat/Ferry departs Flåm (cruise the Aurlandsfjord and Nærøyfjord)
17:00 = Arrive in Gudvangen
17:25 = Bus departs Gudvangen
18:20 = Bus arrives in Voss
19:20 = Train departs Voss
20:34 = Train arrives in Bergen
22:58 = Night Train departs Bergen
6:26 = Arrive in Oslo

How was the Sognefjord created?

“The process began during the ice age about 3 million years ago. A glacier about 6,500 feet thick slid downhill an inch an hour following a former river valley on its way to the sea. Rocks embedded in the glacier gouged out a steep, U-shaped valley, displacing enough rock material to form a mountain 13 miles high. When the climate warmed, the ice age came to an end. The melted glaciers retreated and the sea level rose nearly 300 feet flooding the valley now known as the Sognefjord. The fjord is more than a mile deep, flanked by 3,000-foot mountains (for a total relief of 9,300 feet).” [quote from Rick Steves’ Scandinavia]

Oslo – Myrdal Train

Rick Steves’ Scandinavia describes this as “the most spectacular train ride in Northern Europe.” You are climbing over Norway’s “mountainous spine” where the scenery gets more dramatic the higher you go. Honestly, I didn’t find it all that spectacular. Of course, I fell asleep about an hour into the ride so take it for what it’s worth. It may actually be spectacular in the summer when the land isn’t barren. For a beautiful train ride through a winter wonderland, you should check out Interlaken, Switzerland.

Flamsbana Train

Now this train ride had beautiful scenery. Waterfalls frozen mid-stream, bubbling creeks, snow-capped mountains and rustic little towns.

Flåm

This small town is really catered to tourists. During the winter, most of the restaurants are closed (we were able to find 1 that was open for lunch). The souvenir shop was open from 1-3pm.

Fjord Cruise

This is the real star of the entire tour! The cruise takes you through Aurlandsfjord and Nærøyfjord (which is the narrowest fjord). While it was very windy and cold, you easily are caught up in the beauty and serenity of the area.

Gudvangen

Rick Steves’ says it best, “Gudvangen is little more than a boat dock with a giant kiosk.” Seriously…there is nothing more than that (other than a bridge and a bus stop).

Voss

This is a plain town that has a beautiful church and a lovely lake. There isn’t much to do other than walk around while waiting for the next train out.

Bergen

I really can’t review this city. We arrived at night while it was raining and just found a restaurant for a quick bite to eat. It is a bigger city and recommended as a stop-over by Rick Steves.

Overall

The Norway in a Nutshell tour was fine. I wish there were an easier way to reach the fjords because, for me, that was truly the highlight of the trip. Other than the Flamsbana train ride and the fjord cruise, I could have been okay with not doing the rest of the tour. However, during the summer, it is probably very good as the land will be lush and the days longer.

The night train back to Oslo was great though. We upgraded to a sleeper car (totally worth the extra 850 Kronor!). I was so well-rested upon arrival that I didn’t even bother with a nap today. This tour is a bit expensive (2240 Kronor = approximately 390 USD (without the sleeper car)) but you do have a fully packed day. While this is officially a “tour”, there is no actual guide. You receive your tickets and a schedule. I highly recommend bringing along a guidebook (Rick Steves’ Scandinavia has an excellent step-by-step guide of this tour which helps you to understand what you are seeing and what to expect next).

Looking for a hotel in Oslo? Check out my review of the Thon Hotel Astoria here.

One Day in Paris

February 8, 2012December 8, 20142 Comments

December 29, 2011

What would you do if you had only 1 day to experience the enchanting city of Paris?

Bonjour! Aaron, Joyce, Stefanie, Luciana (“The Crew”) and I decide to take a day trip to Paris from London. While this is my third trip to this intoxicating city, it’s the first visit for my co-travellers. The great thing about this city is that you can always find something new to discover! We ended up fitting about 3 days worth of sightseeing into 11 hours. It was glorious! If you plan to do a day trip, be sure to get lots of sleep and wear comfortable shoes because it will wear you out! I’ve covered Paris in 3 other blog posts so most of the info in this post will be high-level (with links throughout to posts with more detail).

* Just a quick note that this post is going to get risqué by the end since I will be recapping my visit to the Museum of Erotica…you’ve been warned 🙂

Our schedule for the day:

7:01 Depart London St.-Pancras, set our watch 1 hour ahead

10:17 Arrive in Paris, take Metro to Notre-Dame

10:30 Explore Notre-Dame

11:00 Lunch at a French cafe in Ile de la Cite

12:00 Walking tour of the Latin Quarter, Tuileries Gardens, the Louvre, Ile de la Cite/Ile St. Louis, Saint-Chappelle, Deportation Memorial, Pont Neuf, La Comedie Francaise, Opera Garnier, Palais Royale, Place de La Concorde, Palais de Justice, Pantheon, Champs-Elysees.

3:00 Visit Montmartre area (Sacre-Coeur, Moulin Rouge and Musee de l’erotisme)

6:00 Visit the Eiffel Tower

7:00 Dinner at a French cafe. Be back at Gare du Nord (train station) by 8:25pm.

9:13 Depart Paris for London (arrive in London at 10:36)

The Crew & I are up at 4:30am to get dressed and take the Tube to St. Pancras station to catch the 7:01am train to Paris. OMG, it’s early y’all. Eurostar requires you to check-in at least 30 minutes prior to the train leaving (you also need to account for time to go through security…so budget about 45 minutes or so). After we check-in, we get breakfast and hang out until it’s time to leave.

Once we board the train, it’s about 2 1/2 hour ride to Paris. We decide to use this time to take a nap.

We arrive in Paris around 10:30am (Paris is 1 hour ahead of London) and get on the Paris Metro. Quick tip: I purchased our Metro tickets in advance thru Rail Europe (at the same time as our train tickets) and this saved us so much time. The lines for tickets had about a 20 minute wait. I just bought day passes so we wouldn’t have to worry about purchasing travel tickets each time we rode the Metro. It definitely helped us spend more time sightseeing than worrying about logistics.

We hop on the Metro and head towards the Notre Dame stop. As we exit the train station, we come upon Palais de Justice.

Our first stop was the beautiful Notre Dame Cathedral (also known as Our Lady of Paris). This magnificent cathedral took 185 years to complete (1160 – 1345). The builders used the popular Gothic style and it’s noted for its flying buttresses. It has been thru many alterations since completion in order to keep it current with modern conveniences.

In 1793, during the French Revolution, the cathedral was rededicated to the Cult of Reason, and then to the Cult of the Supreme Being. During this time, many of the treasures of the cathedral were either destroyed or plundered. The statues of biblical kings of Judah (erroneously thought to be kings of France) were beheaded. Many of the heads were found during a 1977 excavation nearby and are on display at the Musée de Cluny. For a time, Lady Liberty replaced the Virgin Mary on several altars. The cathedral’s great bells managed to avoid being melted down. The cathedral came to be used as a warehouse for the storage of food (source Wikipedia). I find the French Revolution fascinating (I mean, seriously, how out of touch did the royals have to be?). You can read my comical take on the origins of the French Revolution in my Versailles recap titled E True Versailles Story: Royals Gone Wild.

The exterior of the church is absolutely breathtaking. You can see the kings of Judah as well as the Virgin Mary holding Baby Jesus.

The inside of the cathedral was beautiful and serene. All cathedrals have the same layout (in the form of a cross). It’s a very overwhelming and calming experience.

After we leave Notre Dame, we walk to Ile St. Louis (“St. Louis island) and stop for lunch at a little cafe called Le Flore en L’Ile (where they serve the famous Berthillon ice cream). Ile St. Louis is the high-rent residential area of Paris (Johnny Depp has an apartment here!).

We walk past the back of the Notre-Dame and go to the Deportation Memorial. I’ve been to this area twice before and never noticed this garden nestled among the trees. The Memorial de la Deportation is a memorial to the 200,000 French victims of Nazi concentration camps.

Then we cross the Seine…

…and see the “love locks”. Couples who marry place locks along the bridge and throw the key into the river to signify that their love cannot be broken. No idea what the folks do who have combination locks (maybe those signify pre-nups).

We walk along the Seine towards the Louvre and pass thru the Latin Quarter. I cover my tour of the Louvre pretty thoroughly in my Paris Ooh La La post (it also includes a recap of the Paris Ghost Tour which was so entertaining).

While Joyce & Stefanie toured the Louvre; Aaron, Ciana and I took the Metro to Montmartre to visit Sacre-Coeur. “The Basilica of the Sacred Heart of Paris, commonly known as Sacré-Cœur Basilica, is a Roman Catholic church and minor basilica. A popular landmark, the basilica is located at the summit of the butte Montmartre, the highest point in the city. Sacré-Cœur is a double monument, political and cultural, both a national penance for the supposed excesses of the Second Empire and socialist Paris Commune of 1871 crowning its most rebellious neighborhood, and an embodiment of conservative moral order, publicly dedicated to the Sacred Heart of Jesus, which was an increasingly popular vision of a loving and sympathetic Christ. The Sacré-Cœur Basilica was designed by Paul Abadie. Construction began in 1875 and was finished in 1914. It was consecrated after the end of World War I in 1919.” (source, Wikipedia)

Climbing up the steps to reach Sacre-Coeur is a workout in and of itself. My glutes were on fire! But the view is phenomenal and well worth it.

While the view is fantastic, let me warn you that the pickpockets are out in full effect. Due to this area being extremely crowded, thieves are always on the lookout for something free. Sigh. I covered my own “attempted” pickpocket experience in The Wonderful World of Paris post. You already know I had a “I wish a mutha-*&!@ would pickpocket me today!” attitude. Ha!

After we leave Sacre-Coeur, we decided to stroll through the artsy Montmartre neighborhood. An interesting fun fact to know is that many artists had studios or worked around the community of Montmartre (such as Salvador Dalí, Claude Monet, Pablo Picasso and Vincent van Gogh).

We pass by a sweet shop and couldn’t resist going in. I love how happy sugar-filled shops are 🙂

As we were chatting and walking down Boulevard de Clichy, I started to notice something. Every store seemed to have a theme. Now, if you have tender sensibilities, are under the age of 18 or are my Mom, stop reading, k? If you want to read but don’t want to admit to your inner freak, then go on and close the door. I’ll wait.

Wait…what? Does the sign on that store say “Pussy’s”? I don’t see any cats. Is that a pimp leaning up against the wall? OMG, this is the French “Hustle & Flow”. Now I’ve got that “It’s Hard Out Here for a Pimp” song in my head and I’m gonna be saying ‘mane’ like Terrence Howard. FRACK. I HATE THAT SONG!

How did we stumble into the freak nasty section of Paris? Why didn’t I see this in Rick Steves? What startled me was that you just kinda came up on it and it was like, “BAM…take off your drawers/panties.” If you have a heavy sexual appetite, this smorgasbord of sex is for you. When I was in Amsterdam, I expected freak fest (and let’s be honest…you know you would’ve been all over this too, k?).

We had about 30 minutes to kill until we met back up with Joyce & Stefanie so we end up going to the Musee de l’erotisme (Museum of Erotica) which was about 10 Euro. Let me just say that you are not ready for this place. Seriously. I thought it would be some sort of campy “museum” but this turned out to be a full-on 7 level museum dedicated to all forms of erotica. And, it took us much longer than 30 minutes to go through the entire place. I am not ashamed to admit I learned something! For those of you “innocents” out there, this is the time for you to put on some pearls so you can get to clutching.

I was not ready. And, y’all aren’t either. Which is why I’m taking you on the tour with me (yes, I was *that girl* who whipped out the camera and giggled or said “shut the front door!” while taking pictures for y’all. You’re welcome).

So let’s get started. First, let me say that this turned into my birthday present for my cousin, Aaron (since we were in Paris on his special day). Second, even he was shocked which is saying something. Third — Mom, are you still reading this? Aaron made me go in. I was fine with visiting the cathedrals 🙂

This is the first thing I see when we enter the museum…

Um, what kind of chair is this? And, is it for sale?

Then it was on to these gems:

Each floor as a “theme”. They start you off tame…then it gets freakier each level you ascend. The first floor was dedicated to the “religious” and cultural aspects of sex across the world. The big dildo you see above? That’s “prayer wood”. HAHAHAHAHAHA. Wooo, stop it. I cannot see taking that to Zion Hill Baptist Church and shouting out “CALLING ALL PRAYER WARRIORS!”

Have you been looking for some new sandals for the summer? Well here you go.

Oh yes, you are seeing right. Dildo sandals. I believe they may be multi-purpose.

Then we get to the Japanese proverbs. This stuff is golden. I heard a guy saying “this is deep, man.” (you can click on the photos to enlarge).

Then there was the “pillow book”which is basically a how-to manual to subjugate women *eye roll*…

Next is the Chinese version of the “Kama Sutra”.

We then head to the next level which is all about brothels.

You can see photos of some of the “working girls” and the ledger of how much pimps/madams made.

Below is an excerpt of a book which basically said that prostitutes became lesbians out of boredom or because they hated how they were treated by men.

Keep in mind that there are a lot of photos but I only took a handful on each floor…didn’t want to seem like a sex-crazed pervert. We then head upstairs. Each landing has some sort of erotic art like…

As we come to the top of the stairs, I notice a large flat screen tv and couches with some lighted scented candles. The tv wasn’t showing anything at that time but I assumed it was a video about the history of erotica.

Wrong.

So wrong.

Ciana, Aaron and I had been walking around and looking at all the statues, pictures, etc. I got caught up looking at something (I can’t even remember…I was constantly lagging behind due to taking pictures). As I walk back towards the stairs, I see the video has started and Ciana & Aaron are slack-jawed. Apparently, I had just missed what I assumed was the informational video but a new one is starting. There is a crowd with people sitting on the couch and standing around.

I turn to look at the tv screen and see it’s a silent movie…and it’s porn. That’s right, silent porn. With subtitles…black and white…and looks to have been filmed in the 1920s. The film was set in a monastery with a “monk” making dinner for 2 “nuns”. And, I swear that the subtitle said “the sisters decided to have each other for “hors d’oeuvres”. Wait…what? Next thing I know, the “sisters” have ripped off each others “habits” and are going to town on each other! WHAT? The subtitles keep popping up because apparently you need to be told the continuing storyline in case you got lost. The “monk” was peeping thru a window and then another “monk” comes up behind him, snatches his pants down and starts having sex with him. I was done. I couldn’t watch anymore…in a room full of folks…with a storyline set in church. I’m trying to see Jesus some day and I don’t have time to explain my visit to the Museum of Erotica to Peter. I already have way too much to account for. Which now includes this visit because you know I didn’t leave.

We turned quickly and went up to the next level…which was “porn thru the years”. There were 3 smaller tv’s on each table set in a triangle pattern. This apparently is for more intimate viewing. But you are still at a table with other folks. Really? They had porn from every culture thru a span of 50 or 60 years. Even interviews with adult film stars. As we are walking up to the 6th level, we see photos of different “genres” of porn…like vampire porn. *hangs head*

The 6th floor is dedicated to what I’m gonna call “cartoon” porn. I’m sure it has some sort of slick name but it’s freaky stuff in cartoon fashion. Like they needed to draw up Smurfette getting it on with Papa Smurf. There’s something for everybody here.

The last floor focused on “doll” porn. Poor Barbie. She’s a ho.

By the time we reached Bimbo Barbie, I was exhausted. Who knew that looking at all that erotica would wear you out? We ended up taking the elevator down to the first floor and saw this magnificent display at the exit.

Afterwards, I felt like I needed to smoke a cigarette. Woooo! Thanks, Paris.

We leave the museum and head towards Moulin Rouge

Then take the Metro back to the Louvre to meet up with Joyce & Stef.

We all walk from the Louvre thru the Tuleries Garden and see that there is a huge ferris wheel!

By this point, our feet are killing us but we still have one more stop before dinner…and that is to the Eiffel Tower!

Then finally, it was time to rest and eat. We ended up eating at a cafe across the street from the train station. Which was a good thing because we almost missed our train! Overall, it was a great day trip. We were able to see a lot. I would definitely recommend staying for more than a day because Paris at night is fabulous! Looking for things to do in Paris? Check out my post The Top 10 Things to do in Paris. Au revoir!

Nikki’s Nest: Grand Hotel Savoia (Genoa, Italy)

December 23, 2011October 7, 20123 Comments

The Grand Hotel Savoia

I’ve had the pleasure of staying at The Grand Hotel Savoia three separate times over the course of a year. This magnificent 5 star hotel was built in the 1897 by the Fioroni family. Due to its close proximity to the port, the Grand Hotel Savoia received the most important European upper class travellers waiting for boarding on the ships. Per the hotel website, “The Guest book, with signatures of important personalities of that time, is not only the evidence of the glorious past, but still represents the role of first importance that the Grand Hotel Savoia played on the stage of the Italian Hotel Industry.”

Location

Located in the Aquaverde square, “Il Grande Hotel Savoia” is in the historic centre of Genoa and convenient to the train station (which is just a 5 minute walk from the hotel) and the port (which is about a 10 minute walk). The nearest airport (Cristoforo Colombo) is only 7 km from the hotel. And, starting Feb. 1, 2012, the hotel will offer free airport shuttle service!

What’s great about the location is that you are within walking distance to almost everything (or you can take the Metro or cheap taxi). If you take a 10 minute walk, you can visit Aquario di Genova (Genoa Acquairum), Palazzo Reale, Galata Museo del Mare and the shopping area of the city. Trust me, there are so many delicious restaurants, you want to make sure you get out and about.

My second room at the Grand Hotel Savoia

Rooms

“A style that tells…” This is how the hotel introduces their room decor.

“You will see typical elements of Liguria’s architecture in the wardrobes; the images on the inside walls remind us the city and its history. Old trunks and relics of far-away countries are reminiscence of the golden age of the great transatlantic trips. The rich stuffs have colours inspired to the nature: sea, sky, slate (Genoa traditional stone), sand and sun are tightly tied up to Liguria; These are perfect suggestions for relating the hotel to the territory that surrounds us. Every single room is different from the others, and each one tells us a different story…”

They offer 5 classes of rooms: Classic, Deluxe, Executive, Junior Suite, and Family Suite. All rooms have air conditioning, coffee maker, LCD TV, free Wi-Fi, laptop safe with internal plug, creams-baths set. There is also free access to the SPA center. I’ve stayed in 3 separate rooms, each one slightly different than the last.

My first room at the Grand Hotel SavoiaMy first room at the Grand Hotel Savoia

The "Gym" Suite...this looks so fabulous!

Amenities

Fitness

The hotel has a small gym. It has the basic treadmill, bike and elliptical along with some weights. I found it to be sufficient for a good workout. In fact, I used the gym quite a few times during my stay.

Spa

The Grand Hotel Savoia has a spa which looks pretty nice but I cannot attest to the quality of services. The wellness center has a sauna, Hammam, aromatic showers, massages and swimming pool.

Terrazza (Terrace)

The terrace (located on the seventh floor) offers a panoramic view of Genoa and an overlook of the Genoa Gulf. You can relax in the jacuzzi or just sip a glass of your favorite drink while taking in the sights. I absolutely loved it!

For Kids

The hotel has a kiddie area called “The Garden of Pirates.”

Restaurant

The restaurant is called Novecento and it is absolutely divine! Breakfast is superb and dinner is really good too. Genoa is known for its pesto so you will find a good variety of pesto dishes offered.

Overall, I have to say that I really enjoyed the Grand Hotel Savoia and would definitely stay there again. You cannot beat the comfort, location or price. I absolutely loved the uniqueness of each room, the customer service from the hotel staff and amenities. Consider pre-booking via their website (I found they offered the best deals directly). Breakfast (and sometimes Delta Skymiles) is/are included in the rate. If you ever visit Genoa, I highly recommend this hotel.

Nikki’s Rating: 4 (Fabulous)

Rating Scale 1-5 (1 = GET OUT NOW; 2 = Seriously?; 3 = Eh, it’ll do; 4 = Fabulous; 5 = Absolutely Wonderful)

Nikki’s Nest: Athens Gate Hotel (Athens, Greece)

December 22, 2011October 7, 20125 Comments

Athens Gate Hotel (Athens, Greece)

I had the pleasure to stay 8 nights at The Athens Gate hotel which is in central Athens, Greece with a fabulous view of the Temple of Zeus & the Acropolis. The area around the hotel is so neat. The hotel was renovated in 2007 and has a very modern & classic look. Athens Gate has 7 floors, a rooftop garden restaurant, and a cozy lobby (which includes a bar, fireplace and business center).

Location

The Athens Gate Hotel is located in the historic district of Athens, exactly opposite the Temple of Olympian Zeus and the Gate which was constructed by the Athenians to welcome the Roman emperor Hadrian. The hotel entrance is at the beginning of Syngrou Avenue just opposite the Temple of Olympian Zeus. Its excellent location in the heart of the historical center of Athens makes it an ideal choice for travellers.

You are within easy walking distance to Syntagma Square (where I saw several demonstrations/strikes), the commercial shopping district, the Acropolis, and right next to the new Acropolis Museum and the Plaka area. All you have to do is walk right outside and you have Athens at your feet. No need for a taxi!

If you want to travel a little further to the north of Athens or down to the port, the hotel is steps away from the Athens Metro (the “Acropolis” Athens Metro Station). The Metro is super easy to use as I took it for 6 days back and forth to work.

Rooms

View of Temple of Olympian Zeus from my room

Athens Gate has 99 rooms (60 are Queen bed rooms, 38 are twin bed rooms and 1 junior suite with a jacuzzi bath tub and shower). There are 7 classes of rooms: Standard Double, Double Superior, Double Executive, Twin Standard, Twin Superior, Twin Executive and Suites. The Superior & Executive rooms along with the Suites have views of either the Temple of Olympian Zeus (which are front rooms) or the Parthenon at the Acropolis (which are the back rooms). Most rooms have balconies and all rooms are equipped with a 27” flat-screen LCD tv, mini bar, safe, hair dryer, AC/heat, internet (for a fee) and bathrooms (either shower or tubs). WiFi connection is available in public areas (i.e. lobby).

I stayed in a Twin Superior room and had a fabulous view of the Temple of Olympian Zeus! The room was very comfortable. I was a little concerned about noise from the street after reading a few of the reviews on Trip Advisor. However, my room (which was on busy Syngrou Avenue) was very quiet. It was spacious (for European standards) and I loved being able to go out on the balcony and look at the ruins.

Athens Gate Rooftop Garden Restaurant

Rooftop Garden Restaurant

The view of central Athens (especially the Acropolis) from this rooftop has to be one of the best in the city! Imagine eating breakfast while staring at the amazing Parthenon? What could be better? Athens Gate offers an American breakfast each morning. I would drink coffee and eat while gazing at the ruins. I tried the restaurant for breakfast and dinner. My recommendation is to definitely do breakfast and 1 night of dinner (if you are in town for more than a couple of days). Since you are in a great location, there are so many wonderful restaurants nearby and it would be a shame not to check them out. Most of the restaurants have a great view of the Acropolis at night. And let me tell you…I never got tired of looking at the Acropolis. It is just that amazing. Here is a picture I took from my table during breakfast.

View from breakfast

Amenities

Unfortunately, the hotel does not have a gym. The “business center” consists of 2 computers and a printer located next to the elevators. Normally, I prefer to stay in hotels that have a gym but with the great location, you can easily run/walk outside and sightsee while working out.

Overall, I have to say that I really enjoyed the Athens Gate hotel and would definitely stay there again. You cannot beat the comfort, location or price. I recommend pre-booking via their website (I found they offered the best deals directly). Breakfast is included in the rate. If you ever visit Athens, I highly recommend this hotel. What is better than eating breakfast while looking at the Acropolis from their rooftop restaurant? Want to know more about Athens? Check out the review of my trip here.

Nikki’s Rating: 4 (Fabulous)

Rating Scale 1-5 (1 = GET OUT NOW; 2 = Seriously?; 3 = Eh, it’ll do; 4 = Fabulous; 5 = Absolutely Wonderful)

Swiss Miss: The Olympic Museum & Lovely Lausanne (Switzerland)

December 21, 2011December 8, 2014Leave a comment

While visiting Geneva, I decided to take a quick trip to Lausanne (which is 40 minutes from Geneva, 30 minutes from Chillon). Lausanne is MUCH better than Geneva so my advice is to skip Geneva and spend your time visiting Lausanne, Montreux and Chillon.

Lake Geneva is in the southwest corner of Switzerland and separates the country from France. This area is known as the Swiss Riviera and the predominant language is French. Lausanne calls itself the “Olympic Capital” (it has been the home to the International Olympic Committee since 1915). This colorful city was first founded on the lakefront by the Romans (and really, what city didn’t they discover???). Once Rome fell, the original Lausanners fled to the hills to escape the barbarians and established what is today referred to as “vieille ville” (old town). Lausanne has 2 parts: 1) the lakefront Ouchy (which has restaurants & the Olympic Museum) and 2) old town which has an Old World charm and other museums (i.e. Collection de l’Art Brut). These two areas are connected by the Metro funicular (source Rick Steves’ “Switzerland”).

Lausanne is absolutely beautiful and very serene. You can walk along Lake Geneva during the breathtaking sunset.

Or, stop to view the flower displays as you stroll the main boulevard.

We arrive in Lausanne and take a taxi to the Olympic Museum (which is AWESOME!). This museum is interesting to both Olympic enthusiasts and those of us who like to watch the games every 2 years. As you enter the museum, you will pass by the Olympic store which has shirts, posters, etc. from previous games (and the future London 2012 games). After you pay the entrance fee, you are given a ticket which you will need to insert into the turnstiles to enter each exhibit.

They have several small theaters which recount the history of the Olympics. In 1894, Pierre de Coubertin founded the International Olympic Committee and restarted the games after a 1,500 year lapse. Barron de Coubertin was a teacher who was born into a French aristocratic family. He was really into physical fitness and channelled that passion into restarting the games. During the film, you hear him ask the nations that will take part in the games to respect each other. Now, I do have to give Mr. de Coubertin the side-eye because he felt that the inclusion of women would be “impractical, uninteresting, unaesthetic, and incorrect.” Whatever, Pierre. Women eventually were allowed to compete in the 1900 Summer Olympics in Paris.

The ground floor traces the history of the Olympics from its start in Greece through about a century’s worth of ceremonial olympic torches.

Upstairs has medals and information/highlights from each Olympics.

Muhammad Ali’s shoe from his gold medal win in boxing at the 1960 Summer Olympics in Rome.

Wilma Rudolph’s track shoe that she wore to win three Olympic titles (the 100 m, 200 m and the 4 x 100 m relay) at the same 1960 Summer Olympics in Rome as Muhammad Ali.

The basketball signed by the U.S. “Dream Team” led by Michael Jordan at the 1992 Summer Olympics in Barcelona.

And, Shannon Miller’s leotard from her gold medal win for balance beam at the 1996 Summer Olympics in Atlanta.

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Charming Château de Chillon (Switzerland)

December 20, 2011December 8, 2014Leave a comment

The majestically beautiful Château de Chillon (Chillon Castle) is located on the shore of Lake Léman (Lake Geneva) in the commune of Veytaux, at the eastern end of the lake, 3 km from Montreux, Switzerland. The castle consists of 100 independent buildings that were gradually connected to become the building as it stands now (source Wikipedia). The cities along Lake Geneva make up the fabulous French Swiss Riviera! I took the train from Geneva to Montreux. Then, hopped on a bus to Chillon.

Incredibly, Château de Chillon is very well-preserved. Unlike many other castles in Europe, it has never been damaged or destroyed. Per the website, the history of the castle was influenced by three major periods:

The Savoy period (12th century to 1536)
The oldest written document mentioning the castle dates from 1150; it says that the House of Savoy already controlled the route along the shores of Lake Geneva.
The Bernese period (1536-1798)
The Swiss, more precisely the Bernese, conquered the Pays de Vaud and occupied Chillon in 1536. The castle retained its role as a fortress, arsenal and prison for over 260 ans.
The Vaudois period (1798 to the present)
The Bernese left Chillon in 1798 at the time of the Vaudois Revolution. The castle became the property of the Canton of Vaud when it was founded in 1803. The restoration of the historical monument began at the end of the 19th Century and continues to this day.

All in all, the castle has been used in a variety of ways: as an armory, warehouse, prison, hospital and tourist attraction. As you enter the grounds, you feel like you have gone back in time. The people who work at the castle all wear period-era clothes so as you tour the castle, you feel as if you have stepped into life in the 1500’s.

Chillon Castle is surrounded by a natural moat so you cross a bridge to get to it.

Then, as your walk down the path, you come upon the castle and beautiful Lake Geneva.

As you enter the castle, you walk into the main courtyard (there are 3 courtyards in total). This is where the main action took place.

I picked up an audio guide then started the tour. First thing I see is a model of what the original castle looked like.

Then, I tour the “Underground” which is spectacular! It held the wine and prison. It’s most well-known for the imprisonment of Bonivard, made famous by Lord Byron, who made him the hero of his poem “The Prisoner of Chillon”.

Next stop was the great halls which had beautiful windows with seats to look out over the courtyards or Lake Geneva.

Chambre bernoise

A comfortable bedroom, with rather subdued decoration, a large four-poster bed, heating, private toilet and even running water!

A quick note about the potty above. First, you see that 2 people can go at the same time…with no barrier between them. Reminds me of Ephesus where there were 10 potties like this. I can’t imagine talking to Mary while doing #2. Shoot, I don’t even like doing that when there is someone in the bathroom with stalls! Second, if you look down into the lid, you will see that it empties straight into the lake. So, um…I’m not thinking a lot of people went skinny-dipping.

Views of Lake Geneva from the castle.

Torture Chamber. While I was there, I was able to view the Temporary exhibition: “Witch-hunting in the Pays de Vaud, from the 15th to the 17th centuries”.

The Pays de Vaud was the site of major witch-hunts between the 15th and the 17th centuries. During this period, there were more than 2000 death sentences!

On a larger scale, Switzerland within the current borders if the time holds not only the record for the longest-lasting repression of witchcraft but also for the largest number of people persecuted for this crime, in relation to the population. In almost three centuries, 5,000 people were accused and 3,500 of them were put to death, mainly by fire, with 60 – 70% being women.

Chillon Castle was an important detention centre for people suspected of witchcraft, either when awaiting trail or carrying out their sentence. During the term of the Bernese bailiff, Nicolas de Watteville, from 1595 to 1601, some forty-odd people were executed at Chillon, La Tour-de-Peilz and Vevey. And 27 more in 1613! Their Excellencies of Bern noted “…with regret and sadness the extent to which the negation of God and submission to the evil spirit was growing among our subjects in the Romand (French-speaking) country.” (source Chateau de Chillon website).

Finally, some photos I took while walking around the castle.

Overall, I thought Château de Chillon was fascinating and beautiful. It’s a great tour idea for kids! If you are ever in the Swiss Riviera region, check it out. Try to go in the late afternoon so you can see the sunset at the castle. Absolutely amazing!

Rome in a Day…the Remix

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It’s my second trip to Rome and I am eager to share the experience with my friend, William (aka “Sweet Willy” because he’s just so darn cute). We arrive at the Roma Termini station and walk about 15 minutes to our hotel. As we are walking:

William: Did you just see that car?

Me: What?

William: The General Lee Smart Car…did you just see that?

Me: I have no idea what you are talking about. I’m looking at hotel signs.

William: We have to go back so I can take a picture because nobody will believe this.

*we walk back to take the picture*

William: That’s nice. An eco-friendly racist.

Me: Really Rome? That’s what’s hot in the streets? Did we just time travel to the mid-80s? Bo & Luke can’t jump into a little ass Smart Car. Cooter doesn’t know how to fix this! He’s got 3 wrenches and an oil can. Did Daisy give up the Jeep and start taking public transportation? Uncle Jesse and I can’t take all this. It’s too much.

We finally leave the Italian General Lee and find our hotel. Upon check-in, I ask if we can store our bags the next day while we are sightseeing.

Me: Can we store our bags after we check-out in the morning?

Buddy: For how long?

Me: Just a few hours.

Desk Clerk: How many bags do you have?

Me: [thinking *Man, what is the problem? You can either store the bags or not. Isn’t that standard service at a hotel?* but New Nikki responded] 4

Desk Clerk: *long sigh & acting put upon* I guess

Me & William: *side-eye*

After we get settled in the room, we decide not to go out since we needed to be up early to do a lot of sightseeing. So, William does some work and I turn on the tv and see this program called “Il Canto”. Y’all ain’t ready for Il Canto. It’s like American Idol + America’s Got Talent + So You Think You Can Dance + Top Chef + Project Runway + The Bachelor. The program is like 6 hours long with people of all ages, group sings, dancing, judging, and guest appearances. I still don’t know what it was. There was this kid who looked to be maybe 12 and I think he won his part of the singing competition (but who knows because it was like he was there in concert or something). You could not tell him that he wasn’t a star. He had hand gestures, facial expressions and teeth spaced about an inch apart.

Me: Wow, I can’t take it. He is doing runs like he’s Mariah.

William: You know he just got beat up backstage.

Me: Why?

William: Too nerdy. He can sing…but once he leaves the stage, Giuseppe is waiting there with the beat down to take his lunch money. If he was in NY, they would just roll up on you like, “yo son, that’s a nice coat. What size is that? A small? Really? That’s just my size. You can give it to me or I’ma take it. It’s on you, B.”

A little later:

Me: Did that little girl just sing an R. Kelly song?

William: You can’t keep Kells down. I wonder what the legal age of consent is here?

Then, we decided to make-up translations to the interviews since we couldn’t understand what they were saying. When the host was interviewing a sound guy after some little kid did a horrible rendition of Aretha’s “RESPECT”, we translated it as follows:

Me (as the host, Bruno): Silvio, what did you think of little Pashmina singing “RESPECT”. Did you find out what it meant to her? And, did she take out the ECT?

William (as the sound guy, Silvio): Bruno, she sucked. And, this show has run into my overtime so you know you are paying me time and a half, right? This ain’t a telethon.

Me: Silv, don’t worry about the OT. Clearly you need the money because those skinny pink jeans ain’t doing you no favors. Now get back on the soundboard and make sure my mic sounds nice.

After two hours of Il Canto, the Sleep Monster got us and it was a wrap.

…

We get up, have breakfast and check-out to start our self-guided “Rome in a Day” power sightseeing tour. We start off by going to The Forum and see a guy dressed up as a Trojan.

William: Where are Trojans from?

Me: Trojania?

The Trojan asks if we want to take a picture so we oblige…

…then, as William is pulling out some coins to tip, Mr. Trojan was like, “That’s gonna be €10.” After looking startled, we realized we just got hustled. By a man in a costume. Chuck E Cheese doesn’t charge you for pictures! Of course, Chuck just walks around leering at you so I guess you have to pick your poison. Yes, I have issues with Chuck. Don’t judge me 🙂

It’s the start of the day and we are trying to be positive. We pay for the Roma Pass (which is a smart buy for sightseeing in Rome) then pick up an audio guide and a map. The Roman Forum really is spectacular with all the ancient remnants. However, it only has fragments of buildings & statues so it’s hard to know what is what. The map was even more confusing. The numbers didn’t correspond to the information boards outside some of the sites. Then, we attempted to use the audio guide.

William: I think we are at site 7.

Me: Okay, push play and let’s see.

[The audio guide has a British man giving a 20 minute soliloquy about columns and statues and if you look into the sun you can see Caesar or something we cannot find for the life of us. It almost felt like we had a learning disability because the sites are numbered so any 2-year-old should be able to do this.]

William: What is he talking about?

Me: I don’t know. I thought you knew.

William: No! And, he is still talking. It’s been what? 45 minutes? Why can’t he just give an executive summary and say, “to your left is an arch, now turn your ass around and walk?”

Me: Really? That’s how they do in New York? You have ADD.

In the end, we used Rick Steve’s Italy guidebook and just took pictures. The Roman Forum was ancient Rome’s birthplace and civic center. This was the place where anything important happened in ancient Rome.

After walking thru The Forum, we head over to Palantine Hill. This is where the emperors chose to live and it was once filled with palaces. It includes the “huts of Romulus and Remus”, the Imperial Palace, the House of Livia and Augustus and a view of Circus Maximus.

William: Are those olive trees?

Me: Looks like it but I don’t know.

William goes to pull an “olive” off the tree. Meanwhile, I see Woodrow (Petey the Pigeon’s cousin) picking at food on the ground and he passes right over the “olive”. Of course, he is getting the side-eye because I haven’t forgotten what Petey did yesterday in Florence.

Me: Uh, did you just see that pigeon take a bite of one of those “olives” and leave it right there on the ground? Don’t eat that.

William: Why not? I’ll wash it off. You gotta build up your immune system.

Me: Really? You need to follow Woodrow’s lead and keep it moving.

Then, he notices citrus trees that seem to have some sort of fruit like oranges hanging from it. But, as none of it is hanging low enough for him to get, William has to content himself with the “olive”.

William: This could keep me from getting scavies.

Me: What the hell is scavies? A new hybrid flu of rabies and scurvy?

William takes a bite of the “olive” and discovers that it may not actually be an olive but it’s too nasty to figure out.

Me: See? Did I not just tell you that Woodrow was even like, “I’ll pass”.

We leave Palantine Hill and make our way to the Colosseum.

The Colosseum is a 2,000 year old building where ancient Romans used to watch gladiators, criminals and wild animals fight to the death. And, it is one of the most beautiful structures in the world. I could just sit and stare at it all day. The first time I saw it, I was overwhelmed…imagine being in a place where people walked thousands of years ago!

Outside the Colosseum, there are “tour guides” prowling around trying to sell you on purchasing some of their time to walk you around and tell you the true little known “facts” about the site. Since we had already been hustled once that day, we decided to pass and read what Rick had to say.

As we are walking around, we can overhear other tour guides and it occurs to us that we could do this as a side business too.

William: You know, we could set up our own tour company and give them the “real” experience.

Me: Yeah, we just need to market it right.

William: We’ll just be like, “yo son…you wanna know the real deal of why Caesar got shanked?” And, “This right here is where Jesus told everybody to get their souls right.”

Me: Really? We still doing the NY state of mind right now? And, what are you going to do when you get Mr. I Know My History fact checking you?

William: Throw him off the tour. I’ll just say “Were you there? You don’t know me. I’m a descendant of Caesar. He was my great, great, great to the 20th power granddaddy so shut up.”

Me: *crickets*

William: *ignoring the crickets* We can get on the computer and create some tour guide certifications. Tell them that we majored in “tourification” and we aren’t just some random tour guides off the streets.

Me: So now we are “tourologists”? How many of those olives did you eat? Is this the scavies talking? Does it cause dementia?

William: We could even take them into the basement of the Colosseum.

Me: The basement? You mean the ground floor where they kept the folks that were about to killed by animals? That’s closed off.

William: Exactly. That’s gonna make our tour hot. It’s rogue…going where nobody can go.

Me: Uh huh. That tour will last 30 seconds.

As we are walking around, we come up with a scheme to offer to take people’s pictures for them so they will take pictures of us.

Me: Maybe after we take their picture, we tell them it’s €10. Get our hustle on like the Trojan guy.

William: I wonder what he does for “Take Your Daughter to Work Day”.

Me: Probably has her out there hustling too.

As we leave the Colosseum, I am focused on getting back to the entrance to The Forum so I can get my passport back since I left it to secure the audio guide device. Now, William is all laissez-faire about this as it wasn’t his passport. He offered up job ideas should I not be able to get back to the U.S. (William: That tour guide idea is hot.). We get turned around and I’m looking at the map trying to find the entrance. As we start walking to the entrance, we come across these “mimes” that paint themselves up and stay as still as a statue. Some are better than others. This guy was great!

A couple of meters away from him, we see a duo performing.

William: Are those Native Americans?

Me: Uh, I see the feathers on the headdress and I hear the music but I don’t think the Romans stole this from them too.

William: I’m confused. Why are they here?

Me: Outsourcing?

William: Are they selling cds?

Me: Everybody got a hustle. Maybe they are signed to Black Widow Records in Genoa???

We finally get to the entrance of The Forum and as they give me back the passport, I realize that it wasn’t even mine. It was William’s. HAHAHAHAHA. Apparently, we inadvertently switched passports when they were returned to us at the hotel.

Me: So who is being a mime on the street when they can’t get back to the states now?

William: You could’ve done tours.

Me: Well, you know Atlanta is the #1 tourist city in the U.S.

William: Get out. Where did you get that statistic from?

Me: GET OFF MY TOUR! YOU DON’T KNOW ME! YOU AIN’T A TOUROLOGIST! WHERE ARE YOUR PAPERS? YOU GOT THAT TOURIFICATION CERTIFICATE? NO? THEN YOU LEAVE THE STATS TO THE PROFESSIONALS.

William: You need serious help.

By this time, we are headed towards the Pantheon.

Once we arrive, we see non-Italian ethnic groups selling purses and scarves.

William: You think that is real Prada?

Me: Is the Prada on Canal Street real?

We go inside the Pantheon, look around and take pictures. Now it’s time for a gelato break. Which must occur every few hours or you can get low blood sugar 🙂 After getting my gelato, we walk toward the Trevi Fountain. People throw coins into the fountain to guarantee a return visit. The coins are collected to feed Rome’s poor.

Then, it was on to the Spanish Steps.

After leaving the Spanish Steps, we walk around the posh shopping district and window shop. Then we come upon a guy selling nuts…13 for €5.

William: €5 for 13 nuts with some salt sprinkled on them? Are they serious? I can get that at home for $1.50.

Me: These are special Roman nuts. You don’t know ‘bout them, son. They may be like Red Bull and give you wings.

At this point, we are completely exhausted and have to climb 1400 steps to walk back to the hotel. We end up stopping by St. Peter in Chains Basilica since we didn’t make it to Vatican City. That was another 1000 steps to climb. St Peter’s in Chains is where they keep the chains that were used on Peter during his incarceration.

It also hosts Michelangelo’s sculpture of Moses.

On the way back, there was a guy playing typical Italian songs the accordion. William wanted to get a picture with him.

William: Uh, he smelled heavily of liquor.

Me: That’s how rock stars do. They have to get lit up to rock the stage…or in this instance, the steps.

Afterwards, we go to the hotel to get our bags…which were sitting in the hallway. What kind of security system is that? No id, just sitting out for anybody to take. We were lucky they were there. The desk clerk is still getting the side-eye as I type this.

Sweet Willy and I are so tired by this point, we suck it up and decide to pay for a taxi to the train station for our 4 hour ride back to Genoa.

Overall, it was a jam-packed weekend but we had a great time and got to see a lot. Special thanks to Sweet Willy for flying all the way out to Italy for the weekend to keep me company and hang out in the IT. I had a blast!

Nikki’s Favorite Things: Dublin Edition

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I’ve been to Dublin a couple of times and always find something new to experience. I love the lush green grass, lively cafes & bars and friendly natives. I first became interested in Dublin while reading The Fever Series by Karen Marie Moning (a series of 5 books focusing on the character of Mackayla Lane, a pampered southern belle from Georgia, who goes to Dublin to find her sister’s killer). It’s based in the supernatural/urban fantasy genre and a wonderful read. What I loved about the books is that the author really took chances with the lead character and you were constantly surprised. Anyway, as I became enthralled with the series, I anticipated seeing the places she referenced. Below is a list of my favorite places, experiences & things to do in Dublin.

St. Stephens Green Park

This has to be one of the most beautiful parks I’ve ever visited. It was so peaceful and even though a lot of people were about, it was surprisingly quiet.

Grafton Street

It’s one of the two principal (pedestrian) shopping streets in Dublin city center (the other being Henry Street). With high-end shopping and entertainment, in 2008 it was named the fifth most expensive main shopping street in the world (Wikipedia). As you walk, you will see several street performers (playing blues, rock, or folk music), artists and florists. All the performers I saw were very good. Lining the streets are a variety of flower markets. I wanted to buy a bouquet and walk around with it all day because the smell and colors were wonderful!

Trinity College

Trinity College, formally known as the College of the Holy and Undivided Trinity of Queen Elizabeth near Dublin, was founded in 1592 by Queen Elizabeth I as the “mother of a university” (Wikipedia). The campus is beautiful. It was originally a Protestant college. However, Catholics started attending the school in the 1970s. Be sure to check out the Book of Kells which is a book containing the 4 Gospels in Latin. This book was written in calligraphy during the 17th century by 4 monks and richly decorated with inks from the Middle East. It was actually pretty cool to see how rich the colors still are after all these years.

Queen of Tarts

I know I talk about food a lot…especially tea and scones. Okay, seriously? The Queen of Tarts is AWESOME! They have 2 locations very close to each other (and yes, I went to both). In fact, I went there 4 TIMES in 2 DAYS! That’s right. I am not ashamed to admit it. I love scones and clotted cream. Clotted cream is like whipped creamy crack. When I got back to Atlanta, I spent days tracking down a store that imports it and bought 4 jars. Yep…it just got real, y’all.

Temple Bar district

The Temple Bar district is an arts and entertainment maze of pubs…it’s basically the party district where most of the action is (bars/pubs, outdoor performers, etc.).

To give you a little flavor of what to expect, when I was in Dublin over the summer, my colleague & I went to the Temple Bar district and happened to walk past a pub that had gotten out of control. It’s 5pm…and these folks are drunk like it’s 2am. What the hell? Faces are red, folks are drunk screaming (you know what I mean, “WOOOOO! THAT WAS F’ING AWESOME, DUDE! I’M GONNA FIGHT LIAM IF HE LOOKS MY WAY AGAIN!”). It was one of those things where you just start backing away slowly because you didn’t know what was about to happen. When a guy came out with his face covered in purple/bluish bruises, I knew it was time to go. So, we keep walking to a different pub.

A colleague that works in the Dublin office recommended we check out a pub in this area. It was even recommended by Rick Steves. Sigh. Maybe it was an off night? We go in and I noticed the crowd was mostly elderly. I mean, they were playing ABBA. Uh, are they Irish? I didn’t think so. We take a seat at the bar and order a Guinness. This pub is on the infamous “pub crawl” which is about to start in 30 minutes or so. I’m thinking that it will get better. And, it does. But for totally different reasons.

1. Blue Collar So You Think You Can Dance (aka “The BC Onesie Crew) = a group of guys come in dressed in their work clothes. These work clothes are blue jumpsuits (like adult onesies). Instead of taking the entire onesie off, they just unzip the top part and tie the arms around the waist. Clearly they have on clothes underneath (t-shirt & jeans) so I’m not sure why they continue to wear the onesie. But, they do. Maybe it doubles as their “clubbing” outfit? As they are drinking, the onesie slides down a little more…because they are getting crunk. Guinness is potent y’all. The Irish jigs start playing and it turns into a juke joint. I’m like, “the hell is this?” Next thing I know, they are doing Riverdance and trying to pick up the nearest lady that passes them. But, not to be outdone…

2. Irish Kid & Play = that’s right. However, it really was only Kid because his partner didn’t want to drop it like it’s hot. In fact, he tried to act like Kid didn’t exist at one point. Clearly, he didn’t recognize greatness! So, Kid sees the BC Onesie Crew and was like, “I see your Riverdance, and I will raise you the Michael Jackson Experience.” Then, the greatest thing happens. Kid drops his head, raises his right arm, holds his hand up and does the Janet Jackson “Rhythm Nation” countdown, does a pop n lock before hitting us with the full turn and the MJ “Black & White” video scream into the non-existent wind machine. This happened right in front of me. I think he is a warlock with tiger blood & Adonis DNA because this was made for the win. He stops, looks at the BC Onesie Crew and was like, “Checkmate, MFers”.

You know the BC Onesie Crew weren’t going out like that. It’s time to come out of the onesie now. They take a long drink of Guinness before pulling out the advanced moves. Oh yeah, it just got really real, y’all. They are battling…with Irish jigs playing on the 1s and 2s. Y’all ain’t ready for this. So, the BC Onesie Crew raise their arms, do some sort of flapping movement (kind of like Morris Day & The Time’s “The Bird”) with a 2-step salsa and look at Kid like, “take that, take that.” What? Not Diddy! They just came with something they had practiced for the past month. This was it…their Big Joker. What they didn’t know was that Kid was going to run a Boston. He was like, “That’s all you got?” Then looks at the DJ like, “Kick an old school 13th century beat, maestro!” He takes his hat off (a la MJ at the Motown 25th anniversary when he performed “Billie Jean”), does the Cabbage Patch, mixes in some country line dancing which transitioned into the moonwalk and finishes off with the robot. Kid for the win! Y’all think I’m making this up…but I’m not. That made my night. I was like, “Jiggin’ is serious in the Dubs!” Don’t get caught slippin’ y’all. You can’t get on Ireland’s Best Dance Crew doing the electric slide.

The fitzwilliam Hotel

The fitzwilliam is a 5-star luxury hotel is fabulous and located in the city center right on St. Stephens Green. It’s one of the most comfortable hotels I’ve stayed in and is within walking distance to Grafton Street, Trinity College, the Temple Bar district, Dublin Castle and the Queen of Tarts. I would definitely stay there again.

I should also let you know that it has a spa but, um…let me tell you my about my experience and you can decide if you want to do partake of their services. I should’ve known something was up when the masseuse told me that her massages were “different”. I just didn’t think anything of it. That was my first mistake. The second was telling her that I liked a “deep” touch. The massage was supposed to be a hybrid Swedish & Aromatherapy. It starts out fine. Then I noticed that it started to hurt. Apparently, she’s got a bit of muscle because she took a “deep touch” to mean that I wanted my subdermis tissue massaged as well. I deal with it thinking that all my muscles should be nice and loose. Then…it happened. I’m lying there all relaxed about to fall asleep and next thing I know, she starts beating me! With open hands! Like I stole something from her. I was like, “Hold up, Ike! What did I do to you? Why are you hitting me?” She responds that “repetitive smacking” motions help break up fatty tissue. Um, assault and battery help remove cellulite??? The hell? I thought that she would stop beating me after she finished working on my legs. I lay my head back down…still a bit rattled but determined to enjoy my massage. Next thing I know, she’s moved to my buttocks, pulled the sheet down then starts to smack my booty! I was like, “OH HECKS NAW!” This whole Chris Brown massage was not working for me. I had to let her know that she needed to focus on smooth motions and move away from my butt. That is not where I hold my stress. Stop beating me like I’m not singing “Proud Mary” right. Because believe me…this big wheel will keep on rolling. So, after we realigned expectations, the massage went better. But, my booty still stung. I felt like I was a kid again getting a whippin’ from my Dad – which always occurred for no good reason because I was an angel as a child!

Ha’Penny Bridge & the River Liffey

Just like the name sounds…there used to be a one and a half pence fee to cross over the River Liffey (which is a river that runs thru the center of town). I don’t even know how they worked that out to make change. What I loved most was this note on the pavement as you are crossing…

The Dublin Ghostbus Tour

In one word? AWESOME! It was so campy and I loved every minute of it. But, be ready to suspend belief. The bus had blackout drapes so it was pitch dark and it was decorated like a Haunted House inside! OMG, it was fabulous.

Our tour guide was Declan. He wore all black and talked very dramatic. Like our lives were on the line. You could die at any second. Fun fact…I absolute REFUSE to watch scary movies. But, stuff like this I think I can handle. As long as Sammy Terry doesn’t come out of the woodwork. Then, all bets are off. Get the Depends because my nerves can’t take it. But, I digress…Anyway, I felt like Vincent Price would be coming over the loud speakers at any moment. In fact, our bus music as we drove to different sites was “Thriller”. Michael Jackson and looking for ghosts? Winning! They also played “Ghostbusters” which was cheesy but you know I was screaming out, “WHO YOU GONNA CALL?” That’s right. Don’t act like you didn’t just say it with me. It’s mobile theater & karaoke!

We went to a cemetery that was supposedly haunted. Declan told us the story of a priest who was tortured then burned to death for refusing to convert from Catholicism to Protestant. It’s said that his ghost haunts the cemetery. He also tells us that Bram Stoker went to school in Dublin (at Trinity College) and the legend of Dracula was born here.

We pass different places with cool stories (i.e. the College of Physicians where we are told of the strange activities of Dr. Clossy, whose spirit is still seen walking the corridors carrying a bucket of human entrails — apparently, he lived at the College and used to have students steal corpses to use as cadavers for teaching them about the human body).

There are a lot of stories (it’s a 2.5 hour tour) but the one that stuck out to me was The Lady in White. Mostly because it didn’t make any logical sense and I need to understand why things happen. Declan tells us the story of a beautiful woman who married this wealthy business man. The man loved her more than the moon and the stars and the sunshine in the sky. Air wasn’t worth breathing if her sweet breath wasn’t on it. That kind of thing. He really amps it up by highlighting how much this man loves this woman…which will be important to remember later on. So, the morning after their wedding night, the husband reaches over to kiss is wife and finds her body cold. He assumes she has died and was like, “LAWD NO! NOT MY SWEET PEA! HOW AM I GONNA LIVE WITHOUT HER?”. He has a funeral and insists that his beloved (who I’m going to name Carla) be buried in her wedding dress with her trillion dollar wedding ring. Nothing is too good for his dead baby boo. But, Seamus (the guy burying Carla) was like, “oh, I’m gettin’ that ring and then I’m going down to the pub to make it rain”). After Seamus puts Carla in the crypt, he tries to take the ring off her finger but it won’t come off. So, he pulls out his pocket knife and tries to saw off her finger. That’s when Carla wakes up and is like, “Fool, what is wrong with you?!? You betta back up off me!” Seamus is like, “OH HELL NAW!” and he runs out. Comeback Carla is bewildered as to what has happened. Maybe she thought she took a long nap after all that good lovin’ her baby boo gave her on their wedding night? Who knows? Anyway, Comeback Carla leaves the crypt and heads back to her house. Now, let’s do a quick recap before I get to the end of the story. Comeback Carla & her husband Richy Rich are so in love. Carving “CC + RR 4EVA” on every tree they pass. Because their love is real. Ain’t nothing like the real thing, baby…or so Comeback Carla thought. After a night of passion, CC appears dead, RR is “devastated” as he buries his beloved boo. Are we all on the same page? Good. Now, when folks die, they are usually buried in a matter of days. So, while Declan didn’t say specifically, we’ll say a week has passed since RR thought CC died. Well, CC shows back up at the house and when her husband opens the door, she’s like, “I’m back, baby! Give me some suga!” He slams the door in her face. I’m sure she was like, “I know this fool didn’t just shut that door in my face after I’ve been buried in a crypt with this heavy-ass wedding dress on while walking 3 miles to the house after having some fool try to cut my finger off. I know that didn’t happen. RICHY! OPEN THIS MF’IN DOOR…NOW!” But, Declan said RR couldn’t accept her. WHAT? That doesn’t make any sense. Why wouldn’t he taker her back? Did he have a new boo? Was he just in shock? It was a week! What the hell happened? Did Comeback Carla turn into Bitter Betty? Was it an episode of “Snapped”? I was asking questions! He didn’t have any answers. He just said that RR never took CC back and ended up losing all his money and being buried in a pauper’s grave. What? I was like, “you need to work on this story and come up with a more plausible ending, Dec.” Seriously. I ended up Googling the story because I needed to know why RR wouldn’t take her back. Something had to have happened. There were at least 10 stories about a Lady in White in every city but Dublin. I’ll let you do draw your own conclusions.

The Secret World of Pompeii

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Okay, y’all ain’t ready for this. I wasn’t ready. As you know, I like to give you a little flavor along with the history of the sites I visit. Well, when our tour guide gave us the background on what life was really like in Pompeii before it was destroyed, it was like I was listening to “E True Hollywood Story: Pompeii”. There is just so much.

First, the excavation site was visually more stunning than I expected. Second, I was amazed that so many ancient homes were still somewhat intact. I can’t even imagine my house being around thousands of years from now.

As we are walking, the guide tells us about the people of Pompeii. I’m listening kind of lazily while taking pictures. I mean, I’d just hiked up a volcano so my attention span was on a downward spiral. Anyway, the guide says a series of things that capture and hold my interest for the rest of the day.

1. Pompeii had an open sewer. That’s right; Pompeii’s theme song was “Funkytown”. I know…I couldn’t really believe it either. I had to ask for clarification because it just seemed too nasty to be real. Feces and urine would run down the streets and they would wait for the rain to wash it away. Sorry for you if it happened to be a dry month. You can see in this picture that there are huge stones that the people would use to cross the street (I like to call it “Doo Doo Crossing”) so they wouldn’t have to step in that crap (you know they only wore sandals which meant if they stepped in it, then they got the full effect). I am sure that folks inevitably fell off the stones. Maybe that is where the saying “Oh, sh*t!” came from?

2. The rich folks in Pompeii were pompous. Apparently, the good citizens of Funkytown liked to show off their wealth. When you went over to Titus’s house, he had his treasure chest open on the front table so you could see how rich he was. Also, they had a tiled mosaic of a big dog with “beware of dog” (in Latin) in the foyer. So, basically, they invited you over and said, “Hey, look at all my money…but don’t try to take it because Fido will kill you. More wine?” This was well before the time of Occupy Pompeii Street.

3. Pompeii was full of freaks. Apparently, Pompeii was where the party was at. They had 80 bars and 25 brothels. With the open sewer. I am not able to get past the open sewer so let’s just address that now. It’s gonna come up…often. Anyway, the freaks did come out at night and they were doing things that Rick James couldn’t even dream of. Modern Pompeii is full of people selling erotic calendars, statues, playing cards, etc (see below). Now, I originally thought these sexual position scenes may have been their version of “art” back then. But, the guide pointed out that they posted these scenes in the bedrooms of the whorehouses as a “menu of services” (just like McDonald’s). You know I was looking to see what the “goings on” were (purely for research purposes only). You ain’t ready for that. A menu of sexual services. Seriously. After getting your drank on at one of the 80 bars then crossing and falling into the open sewer, you go over to Octavia’s and ask for a #3. Love it.

4. Funk is a theme. Now, the good people of Pompeii didn’t have bath tissue back then so they had to make do. The lower caste folks would just wipe their booty with the left hand and eat with the right (they didn’t have forks or spoons back then which means they really needed both hands). The rich folks would use a communal sea sponge for the family. I’m gonna let that marinate for a minute. Imagine you and your family all using the same sponge to wipe after doing #2. I guess if they can deal with the open sewers, they can deal with a communal sponge. They also used urine to bleach their clothes. Really? My dog would love that.

5. They had cafes! We found these bars with counters. People would come in during the day and have bread and wine. They paid their money and would sit at tables to socialize. I never imagined an ancient civilization with marble counters!

It broke my heart to see the castes of the human & canine remains that were preserved from the lava and ash. You can see the remains below of a man, dog and slave.