EuroAwards 2010

Time to get my awards show on. Battery’s about to die on the laptop so let’s see if we can tear through this!

Best food: Italy.
Nicest people: Bosnia.
Best atmosphere: Barcelona.
Best hostel: The Groove in Budapest.
Best beer: Prague.
Most historic: Rome. (Barely beat out Athens which has the Acropolis. But I saw more of Rome more often so I had to give it the edge.)
Best nightlife: Barcelona.
Most chill location: Athens. (Budapest very, very close second, but drinking at the Acropolis is hard to top.)
Most surreal trip: Athens.
Best “I can’t believe I’m here” moment: First time I saw the Colosseum.
Best airport: Barcelona.
Worst airport: Athens.
Best site visit: Tivoli.
Best class: N/A. (I haven’t seen my grades yet.)
Best restaurant: Any restaurant in the Jewish Ghetto that serves fried artichokes.
Best single night: Last night in Budapest.
Best club: La Masione. (Awesome club, still can’t spell the damn thing.)
Best bar: Scholar’s Lounge. (Close call between the top three which also included: Abbey Theater and, of course, Drunken Ship.)
Best foreign McDonalds: Prague’s “Swiss Burger.” (Cheeseburger with a hashbrown patty on top. We love hashbrowns in America! Why has nobody thought of this yet?)
Best sunsets: Budapest. (You can’t top the “Budapest Glow.” Rome came close, though.)
Best cheap airline: Wizz Air. (Awesome name, gorgeous flight attendants.)
Worst airline ever: Croatian Airlines. (Two hour delay on the way out of town, put us in a rickety, tiny-ass propeller plane on the way back into town. Sat me next to the most annoying woman ever. No room for my backpack-except where my feet should’ve been. Very expensive baggage fees. They may as well just change their name to “David Krueger we hate you Airlines.”)
Most awkward experience: Cancelling an order I apparently made for a whole pizza…95 seconds after I realized what was happening when they started rolling dough for a brand new pie. I just wanted a slice. (This kind of stuff happened waaaaaaay too often, but was usually funny in the end. This was not one of those times.)
Best “I got shit on” moment: Abby in Athens. (This was a landslide victory.)
Best gelato: Blood orange at Old Bridge. (One of the many good pieces of advice on Roman living given by Professor/Father Zimmer. The honey flavor at Crispinos was 2nd, followed by “Viagra” at the place by the Pantheon, which happened to be my first gelato ever in Italy. I’m very proud of that fact. Still not sure what flavor it was. But it tasted good, and was blue, so I was satisfied.)
Best soccer game: AS Roma 2, Sienna 1. (Roma scored in the 85th minute to break the tie and earn the win. Honorable Mention: FC Barcelona 2, Malaga 1. Same thing happened. And the stadium was packed and crazy.)
Best class assignment: Final video.
Worst class assignment: Everything else. (Shout out to those awesome reading quizzes!)
Best final video: Shelby and Natalie.
Best surprise: Pineapple Mentos and not having to pay to ride the bus everytime. (I couldn’t decide between the two. Once I ate Pineapple Mentos while on a bus ride I didn’t pay for. I don’t remember what else happened that day, but it was definitely one of the best days of my life.)
Best supporting classmate (that I didn’t previously live with): Matt “Sackers” Sackman.
Best group outing: Shelby’s 21st birthday party.
Best drama: “So, I’m a lesbian.”
Best comedy: discussions in P. Moy’s class.
Best romance: Tie. (But I’m not saying who between.)
Best horror: Getting our Campaign Plans for fricken Traverse City, Michigan back.
Best action: Running around Rome during the Colosseum Pub Crawl. (And the confrontation with Tak soon after that almost won Best Drama. Not really. That was another landslide.)
Best decision I made: to come on this trip.
Best weekend trip: tie between Budapest, Prague, Athens, Barcelona and Bosnia. (I really did try to pick, but it was impossible. They were all amazing, and I’ll never forget any of them…or the stories I picked up from any of them.)