Adventure Teen Tours; a trip of a life time. You pack your bags full of clothes to last you a month. Anticipation builds in the pit of your stomach as you wait for the day you ship out to your first destination.
Flipping through my itinerary that faithful morning, I stepped off the plane into an unknown rainy land called London. That first day I met everyone it worked out so smoothly. Being only 15 at the time life seems so interesting and relationships so fragile. I saw many amazing sights like Windsor Castle, and the famous Buckingham Palace. I learned that the Queen actually stayed at Windsor Castle most of the time. On top of those amazing sights I would have to say if your a teen you want to stay clear from the boring tours that keep you couped up on a bus for hours and make you pass out. Its great knowledge to gain if you actually can stay awake through the tedious drawl.
After two nights in the land of fish n chips (delicious I might add!) and the great queen we traveled on to our next destination via the chunnel! The Chunnel is an underground train system that actually takes you under the ocean from London to Paris, France. With just an estimate of an hour train ride we arrived at one of my most vibrant and interesting destinations. Paris takes the absolute award of my favorite European destination. Wondering the streets of Paris we saw the Eiffel Tower, the Arc de Triomphe, and the many amazing shopping destinations along the shanzelize.
Everything was going fine until one night on the way back to my hotel. With my dumb luck I was bitten by a spider on my toe! The idiot that I was I did’t think anything of the mysterious bite that appeared upon my toe and let it be. As the days went on and we finally started our trip to Vienna Austria I noticed my toe began to swell and hurt in agony. With tears of pain I told my counselor about my alement. Consoleing me she said she would take me to the hospital as soon as we got to Vienna.
Upon arrival I was taken to the hospital by my counselor Giorgio who barley spoke german and whose native tounge was actually Italian. With signs in German we had an interesting time finding our way through the hosptial. Finally we see a doctor and my luck strikes again and he only speaks German! I laugh at how ironic everything is as he proceeds to make the notion that he is going to have to cut my toe open! Right there on the tabel he actually cut it open! I cried my eyes out but for some reason his smile of reassurance made me feel slightly better.
Some things I learned that trip was that one, Austrian Hospitals are amazing because all I had to pay for was my medication, two that I am a trooper, three that I experienced some amazing life changing events, and four I was able to see the most beautiful destinations on the planet.
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