Italy

This last Summer I flew over to Germany, where I spent a couple of days and then continued on my journey to the Alps in Italy. My parents and my little sister and brother all jumped in the car and drove for about thirteen hours over the most impressing landscapes I have ever seen (hawaii being the only exception). After the long drive we finally arrived at a beautiful hotel that over looked the valley and their small village.
This trip was more different then anything I have done before. Every day we would get up and have breakfast (eggs and dark dry bread). Then we would hike all day long. I love hiking, don't get me wrong, but hours and hours on end in unpredictable mountain weather.. not so fun!
I know with out those hikes I would not have seen the moss covered forests, the Falcons nest, hold a owl and get caught in a mountain down pour.
We then drove on to a place a half an hour away from Venice.  I was shocked... the residential areas of Italy were dreary and depressing, not nearly as pretty as the Alps. But Venice made up for everything. Venice was my kind of place. No matter where you turned, every thing looked like a piece of art. I can hardly discribe what it looks like, so here are a couple pictures to show you.