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Day of the Ghetto Fabulous Dan Brown Book Tour

Sunday, August 7th, 2005

We have finally arrived at our final destination…Rome. Today is our last full day of the official backpacking portion of the trip, and tomorrow Kelly and I will be flying to London. We have today planned out nicely in honor of our last day. During this trip, all of us have been reading Dan Brown books as we go. Kerry brought The DaVinci Code with her, and over the course of a few weeks we’ve all read it. Kelly then bought Dan Brown’s other 3 books and we’ve been circulating those as well. The best of all the books, however, is Angels and Demons, which takes place right here in Rome. I had seen on the news ages ago that people have been capitalizing on the success of the book by offering various “Angels and Demons” and “Illuminati” tours. Kelly and I had planned on taking one today until we found out that they start at 49 euros and head up from there. So, today we are taking ourselves on our very own “Ghetto Fabulous Dan Brown Book Tour,” which basically involves us walking to each place that was in the book and taking pictures with a little ghetto fabulous piece of paper. It is quite exciting.

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Sick, tired, and sick and tired

Monday, August 1st, 2005

I know it has been a while since I’ve posted, but it really couldn’t be helped. I don’t know how to even go about trying to fill in on everything we’ve done, but I’ll try to give the abridged version.

Let’s see, where did I leave off…oh yes, Istanbul. After we left Istanbul (without a carpet or a lamp, sigh), we took an overnight bus to Goreme in the Cappadocia region. I thought, at the time, that it was the most god awful form of transportation that I had ever been on. I found out later that it was only the second most god awful form of transportation. The bus was freezing cold, which wasn’t too bad since I was so happy to not be sweating for the first time in days. Sleeping was impossible because we were right behind the driver and he kept us up with his music and conversation. It was wretched, and when we got in the next morning at about 7am I swore nothing could have been worse. Oh, how naive I was.

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