Gelato

Amorino. It's official - this is the best Gelato in Paris. In fact, it may be the best frozen thing to touch my tongue in my young life. Don't tell Italy... they'll hate me.

While I'm here, since I skipped a bit of posting while touring the UK - a couple random questions.. please weigh in:

1) Why is there such an unbelievable shortage of garbage cans in London? I almost had to take my trash with me back to Paris.
2) Is there a reason people seem to feel free to break wind at any time, in any place in Ireland?

Today is officially my last day in Europe, but my travels continue to Toronto - so if anything fascinating happens, the posts will continue.

Au revoir!

Alps Revisited

You may recall my somewhat angry post from the valley of Chamonix earlier this month. I thought I would give a visual to help explain. In the pic below, the red circle is about where I was, the red arrow is pointing generally where I needed to get to... and I should mention that my right knee had opted to administer shooting pains with every downward step. 4000 or so feet down, lightning storm most of the way, ran out of drinkable water at the top. No one to blame but myself, but as you'd imagine... in that moment, it's more fulfilling to blame everyone else. Took about 5 hours to hobble down.

The second picture is the visual equivelant of my frame of mind when I made that post. I may look happy, but look again.