Those pictures are great,Tom!
Originally Posted by God
Geez, that's a lot of stops to cover! How long were you there for?
Also nice photos. I like how things get progressively sunnier. Also I hope you saw some good art. And ate some good food. And maybe even heard some good music.
two weeks. yeah we were on the go a lot, but it was fun. Except for the lost luggage part. that'll be a separate post, that story.
I went to the Sistine Chapel, I think that qualifies as good art. Also the Musee Rodin in Paris (pic #4 above) and the Peggy Guggenheim Collection in Venice (last pic). The Guggenheim has my favorite Magritte painting, "The Empire of Light", and I didn't even know it was there, that was a fun surprise.
not much music. an opera singer on the Piazza della Repubblica in Florence. various accordians scattered about.
Annnnnddddd I'm jealous.
Someone should jam a panda up his peehole.
Fuck Tiesto and his overblown schtick.
beautiful pics tom..!
She added the phrase "meany head" to my profile.I hardly think I'm an attention whore.
Hey Tom. Welcome back.
Seconded.beautiful pics tom..
"Excuse me, family. I have to go talk to my internet friends."
Did it smell like BO everywhere you went?
For your health
Lost Luggage story: condensed version
July 25, arrive Gatwick, no bags. Not too surprised because we had a tight connection coming over. I figured the bags would show up on the next day's flight. I fill out the form, give the hotel name and address in London, and leave.
July 26, call US Air in the states, they don't know where the bags are, they say PHX doesn't have them, CLT (where we connected) doesn't have them, LGW doesn't have them. Since they don't know where they are, the bags are not coming on that evening's flight from CLT. I tell them I am leaving for Paris on July 27 and give them the name/address of the hotel there. We spent the afternoon in a really crappy London department store (Primark) buying a few cheap things to tide us over til the bags arrive. also we get a few toiletries.
July 27, we go to Paris, meanwhile our bags show up at Gatwick. Great, they've found them, now all they have to do is get them to us. Right? sure. I call US Air that night and they say the bags are at Charles de Gaulle airport in Paris and that I needed to call baggage there the next morning to arrange delivery. Meanwhile, we call a friend back home and she goes to our house and boxes up some clothes and ships them to us in Rome, our next destination.
July 28, talk to Florian at US Air baggage at CDG, he's never heard of me and doesn't know what I'm talking about. I call US Air in the States, they call Florian and get him on the job. Florian does some research and tells me that the bags were sent from Gatwick to Amsterdam on British Air, and then from Amsterdam to CDG on KLM. Air France handles KLM's baggage in Paris and Air France doesn't know where our bags are. He says he'll keep researching, and he takes the name/address of our hotel in Rome.
July 29, Florian (or anybody) doesn't answer the phone at CDG baggage. we go to Rome that evening. Arrive at the hotel in Rome and am given a fax (in Italian) at check in. I ask the concierge to tell me what it says and he says "were you expecting a package? I will call UPS for you in the morning".
July 30, the concierge says the box is stuck in Italian Customs in Treviso (way up in the north of Italy) and that they have questions on its contents. This despite the fact that there is an itemized list of the contents on the outside of the box with an estimated value. I have to fax them my passport #, social security #, and a note saying what's in there, why it is being sent to me, and estimated value. Later that day they say they need 65 euros in import duty to release the box. Meanwhile, no word from Florian at CDG about our bags.
July 31, I get an email on my blackberry from someone with Air France in Strasbourg. (I have never been to Strasbourg). She says they have one of our bags in lost and found there, and she would like to know where to forward it to me. I tell her we are in Rome and are headed to Florence the next day, could she please send it there? She says yes, I send her the name/address of the hotel in Florence, and she tells me it will be there by noon on August 1. Meanwhile the other 3 bags are still missing and US Air doesn't know where they are. The box our friend shipped us, however, does show up at the hotel, miracle of miracles.
August 1, no bags arrive in Florence.
August 2, I skip the afternoon sightseeing (miss the Uffizi) and go out to the airport in Florence to look in lost and found for our missing bag. After some talking and cajoling they let me in to look at what they have, but I do not recognize any of the bags as ours. At this point I just give up on ever getting any of them back. Later back in town we did a little shopping at a department store and got some things.
Aug 3 and 4, we enjoy Venice and I don't bother calling about the bags, by this time it's too late to be of any use.
August 5, returning to the states, connecting in Philadelphia, I have a message on my phone from US Air baggage in Phoenix that they have one of our bags. I call them, tell them my story, they say they only have the one bag, they can deliver it when I get home or I can pick it up at the airport in PHX that evening. I tell them I'll pick it up when I get in. Late that evening, around midnight, we finally land in PHX, exhausted, and I go to lost luggage and tell them I am there to pick up the bag they called me about. They look at me like I'm crazy, they don't know what I'm talking about. We poke around a bit and can't find any bag. we go home empty handed.
Aug 6, 7:30 am, I get a call from US Air Baggage in PHX asking where they can deliver the lost bag to. I give them my home address, they say it will be there by noon. And, much to my surprise, it actually shows up at my door about 11:30. Wrapped in tape that says "Aeroporto di Firenze". Fortunately it was my wife's suitcase, which probably had the most valuable stuff in it.
The other three bags are still missing. US Air still doesn't know where they are. Time to treat them as gone for good and file a claim for compensation.
Wow, Tom...Glad you at least got to enjoy yourself after that.
And, welcome back!
Last edited by downingthief; 08-07-2007 at 07:55 AM.
Also, I forgot to mention, I saw the David in Florence. the real one and the copy, both.
I bet you fight right in with the parisians.
you spent your vacation in a british airways bubble?
I had Spanish Muzzy when I was a kid. It works. I can still translate the tapes. Someone who had a kid was visiting once and wanted to watch them, but I could only find the spanish ones so I had to sit there and tell them what everyone was saying.
Great pics Tom..and shitty deal about the bags, but what can ya do eh?
Anyways, was curious as to your opinion of Venice? I was there 4 years ago and found it cool, in that its about as unique a place as one can find, but overall very dirty and run down.
I'm a reasonable man, get off my case.
That's cool. I took Spanish from 7th grade to my Junior year of HS. I get hit by sudden urges to continue learning it and become fluent, but I really don't want to do it in a setting where I will be graded. Did you take other classes in addition to listening to Muzzy?
Not until Middle school, but every time I take a class or something, I pick it back up pretty quickly. I'm thinking about maybe taking a conversational Spanish class at the community college here. I'd really like to be able to use it. And it's fake school. No grades. I think I'm actually going to take standup there too, and auto repair. Even though I don't drive. It's just something I'd like to know how to do.
So Tom. Tom's thread about Tom. Let's talk about Tom.
Hey Tom, while in Paris, did you make the trip up to Montmartre to see the Dali Museum? It's always one of my favorite things about Paris. That and taking boat rides all along La Seine.
Tom: Did you encounter Stefinitely Maybe in London like celebrities do?
welcome back tom. Hannah = funny
also in Paris we ran into some friends from PHX. that was really weird. had no idea they were there, we just saw them walking down the street. that may have been the weirdest thing ever.