Summer in Europe. WINNING.

Welcome to my blog, and my first blog post.

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I figured if you’re going to tell the world (ambitious, I know) about your life, you may as well start off with the best month of its entirety: a summer in Europe. I wish I could tell you all the stories but there are wayyyyyyy too many and none is simple. Tall tales are in abundance. So instead, here are a few photos in an attempt to showcase why, almost two weeks later, I am still recovering. Milan, Florence, Cinque Terre, Madrid, Barcelona and Pamplona, where YES we ran with the bulls. Twice. Casual.

Each city has something about it that makes it my favourite, and each one has its own highlight package:

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Duomo in Milan. Possibly one of the top five most beautiful things I have ever seen.

Shopping in Milan. Obviously. Fashion in Europe is on another level; people are so confident in their clothes and have a strong sense of individuality. Seeing summer trends before they hit SA wasn’t too bad either. All I can say for this summer is NEON. Women are so elegant and chic, with a sense of strength and romance simultaneously. I think that might be my new favourite look.

VIP in every club and bar in Florence. Not spending a cent on the jol is pretty impressive, admit. I still don’t know how we did it, but I’m not mad at it. Florence felt like my home for the 10 days we were there, thank to the fact that we had our own apartment – which was too cute to handle. Sierra, thank you!

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Boboli Gardens in Florence. Tough life.

Florence is SUCH a beautiful city with a ton of history and culture, and obviously a banging nightlife.

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Our first night out in Florence, where the VIP treatment started. That’s me, Sierra, Lexi, Laura and Nika.
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Me, Nika and Ariel at Naima – our second home in Florence. THE MOST.
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Walking home at 7:30 am. Classic.

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View from the Duomo in Florence. Stop it.

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Seriously Florence, I dare you to be more beautiful.

Our Cinque Terre day trip was… difficult, Probably because we hadn’t slept at all and we were hungover. Slight bust, but I would still recommend it to anyone in Italy. Just remember to take a towel.

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Next up: The Rock in Rio concert in Madrid. Despite a slight rental car gone wrong, the few days that we spent in Madrid were incredible. The music festival? AMAZING. Swedish House Mafia, Incubus, Red Hot Chilli Peppers and Deadmau5. Plus our room 306 crew from our hostel pretty much made my life. On top of the raddest concert, Madrid as a city is exquisite. There is so much to do and see, from museums to the coolest park ever, where we very casually spotted Flea from RHCP. The day of their performance. Topless. With blue hair and his daughter. So casual.

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The things I would do for Starbucks.
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Pretty much capturing our happiness: besties, jolling way too hard in a foreign country, with the raddest people and at a music festival. That’s winning.
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Mark and I being dorks on the metro. Classic.
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Freddie, Nika, George, Me, Max and Sierra. You’d swear we’ve all been friends since the 90s.

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For the sickest summary of Madrid and its adventures, check out Brian’s blog: http://www.comeflywithb.com/2012/07/rock-in-rio-madrid.html

Barcelona is also so rad, and surely that isn’t a surprise. We managed to stay in the Hilton Hotel thanks to Ariel’s mom. who we LOVE. One of the many perks was having a Starbucks right next door. A few metro stops away and you’re lucky enough to be witness to Gaudi’s architecture. SERIOUSLYYYY. There are no words (good thing I took 150 photos then). And the jolling is on another level. Clubs on the beach and drinks that are not shy… Barcelona 1 – Nina 0.

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A mountain of sweet treats at the market on Las Ramblas in Barcelona.
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Gaudi’s ‘La Sagrada Familia’. Photos do not do this piece of art and architecture any justice.
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Inside the Cathedral – designed to look like a forest and allow as much light in as possible. Sitting here and praying is a pretty incredible experience.
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Ice Bar, Barcelona.
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Another Gaudi beaut: Parc Guell, which overlooks the entire city. Not too shabby.
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Acting like total dorks.

Finally, and one of the coolest things I have ever done in my entire life: Pamplona and the San Fermin Festival. We ran with the bulls twice – my blood has never pumped so hard in 21 years. Added to that major adrenaline rush and the most beautiful set of fireworks my eyes have ever seen, we jolled for almost 12 hours straight… on one day. Once again, Brian the bomb dot com has a post about the festival and the run so go have a look! http://www.comeflywithb.com/2012/07/running-with-scissors-bad-running-with.html

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Pre-run jitters masked in fake smiles. I have never been so nervous in my life.
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Luckily, bars are open at 8:30 am for celebrations. Being blacked out by 11 am is not your everyday experience. But then again, neither is running with a pack of wild animals

Those are just a few of the top experiences. There really are so many more, it’s ridiculous. And I haven’t even mentioned the FOOD. All I know is that now I want to travel everywhere and experience everything there is in the world. Well, almost everything.

I hope you enjoy these treats, there were plenty more I assure you. come back and I’ll have even more news, because I’m cool like that.

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