After paying the fee my friends, and I went exploring. I kept thinking how this would be the perfect place to play hide and seek. There were passageways going every where connecting to smaller rooms, and towers. It was quite the workout going up the continuous spiral stair cases to get to the lookout towers, but the view from the tops was incredible. One of the best parts was going through the small tunnel that connected the castle to another tower; they were dark, and while walking through them it was easy to forget the world that existed outside the castle walls. One day I would love to get the opportunity to visit another castle, probably in different european county. It would be fun to explore it, and compare it to the castle in Assisi.
Most people have heard of the Bucket List, a list of things you want to have achieved before you die. Well there's mine on the right side of the screen. I thought this blog would be a fun way to document each item as I accomplish it, and hear others opinion's on my Bucket List items. If anyone ever finds my little blog, feel free to leave comments, I'd love to hear from you. It would amaze me to have people decided to follow it!
Saturday, 21 July 2012
89. Explore A Castle
It's been a while since my castle exploring, but I got distracted, and never finished writing about my bucket list items I completed on my trip to Europe. When in Italy I stopped at a smaller town called Assisi (this is also where I completed 7. Try Gelato). I had no clue I would get to see a castle, or even get to go in one, it was a pleasant surprise. My tour guide lead us on a short hike, which took no more then ten minutes to reach the castle. There was a small fee to enter the castle, but it was definitely worth it.
Monday, 16 July 2012
125. Spray Paint Something
This was a last minute add on to the bucket list when I learned that at the end of my grade twelve year I would get to spray paint the street in front of the high school. It was my first time ever using a can of spray paint, and after painting the street, I came to the conclusion that graffiti artist is not a career option for my future. It was a creative way to leave our mark on the school we had spent our last twelve years in; though the paint will soon wash away, it will disappearing like the class of 2012.
The students union supplied dozens of cans of spray paint; I grabbed a bright orange, and picked a spot on the street to begin writing my name. Soon after I found the lime green, and traced around the orange, and followed creating a border with blue. I ended with drawing the 'smiley' face I have doodled on everything this past year. It is a symbol of memories from my last year of high school, and the person I was when I left, before entering the real world. I don't know if I will ever spray paint again, but it is nice for my rebel side to be able to say I tried it at least once.
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