The LONG Trip Home

Our return trip from Europe was anything, but boring! I will try to recap without giving too many details, as it can get just as messy in type as it was in real life! Anyone that knows me, knows I have the worst luck when it comes to travel, especially in the northeast! There is the infamous "microwave trip" and this one rivals that nightmare...rivals, but doesn't beat!

So we got up VERY early in Barcelona to be sure we got to the airport and situated in plenty of time. In fact, we we so early we got to watch the Continental line create the maze of elastic borders in the ticketing line. You wouldn't believe how many officials it takes to create those things! Nonetheless, we were safely at our gate in plenty of time and patiently waited for our on time departure.










We were so excited to discover that this plane was MUCH nicer than the one we flew in on and that we each had our own screens with movies, TV shows, games, & music. Little did we know how much of all of that we would need to pass the time!

The flight was to be about 8.5-9 hours. We watched movies, slept a little, and played game after game and before we knew it we were to be making our descent into Newark, NJ, about 2 hours before our plane left for Nashville. As we were just about to land, bad weather hit Newark. We circled for awhile until there was a fear we would run out of fuel. We had to reroute to a small airport in northern NY to refuel. On the ground there, lightening kept them from refueling us quickly. We were on the ground there for about an hour. When we finally landed in Newark, one of the 3 hail storms Newark gets a year hit the city and we were again left to wait for them to guide us to our gate. We ended up being on the plane for 14 hours!!! Of course we missed our connecting flight, which we found out later had been cancelled anyway. I knew we were in for a long night.

The rest is way too crazy to go into detail on, but I wanted you to know exactly how it all started! I'll summarize the rest:

* We, of course, couldn't get on a plane that night and were going to be put up in a hotel (40 minutes away from the airport) for the night. They were going to reroute us through Atlanta and then to Nashville Monday afternoon.

* The shuttle that "runs all night to and from the hotel" NEVER came. After 2 hours of waiting for it and NOTHING, we returned for them to tell us, "it will come." When we called the hotel, they weren't so sure it would!

* We had to RENT a car to drive the 40 minutes to our hotel in Edison, NJ--home of Thomas Edison!

* Our hotel checked us in, but gave us a bad key--we thought. After nearly an hour of switching keys and maintenance and other hotel staff coming to investigate (while we ate cold pizza in the hall outside our room), they came to the conclusion that the lock was broke and they had to break it to get us in our room-after midnight!

* The next day our flight to Atlanta was delayed to the point we would miss our connecting flight to Nashville and the only flight available to Nashville that day. All the other flights to Atlanta were either overbooked or cancelled. We had 2 options...stay the night or...

* We had them put us on a flight to Louisville, KY where my parents could come get us and we could drive 3 hours home from there. But...

* That flight left in about 20 minutes and we had to sprint through terminals and security AGAIN to catch it before it left. "It's that or stay another night." So...

* We sprinted and made it to the gate just in time, except...

* That flight was delayed 2 hours.

We finally made it to Louisville around 5:30 PM. My parents were so kind and generous to drop everything and come get us and even greeted us at the airport with flowers and water. It has been a long time since I had been greeted at the airport. Those of you that know my basketball traveling days well can sympathize!

Of course our luggage was lost and we filed our claim and headed to Elizabethtown with my parents. There we grabbed a bite to eat and borrowed their spare vehicle and FINALLY headed to Nashvegas. We got home at about 9 PM, only 27 hours AFTER we were supposed to get home and about 45 hours after we started our trip home! Thankfully, our luggage got to us eventually, I was skeptical that it would ever find us.

On the way to Louisville, we looked through all of our pictures to remind us of our fantastic trip that after all that, seemed like a lifetime ago! Don't worry, Continental got one heck of a letter and of course, we have great memories of our actual trip!!

VIVA EUROPA!

Day 8--Last day in Barcelona

The last day in Barcelona was one of our favorites. Maybe it's because we were not rushed to sight-see or we were finally comfortable getting around, or maybe it's just what I remember most since it was our last day in Europe. Regardless, it was a great day--blue, clear skies and fun things to see.

We started by WALKING to our hotel from the port. It was about a 45 minute walk and we carried all our baggage with us! Still, it was an enjoyable walk and we took our time. Near the end the heat turned up about 10 degrees every 10 minutes and we were thrilled when we reached the steps of Hotel Adagio!














We rested a bit before we hit the town. That day, our highlights included The Cathedral (we went to the roof and got a great view of the city!), Olympic Park by the beach, and the public beach in Barcelona (another VERY topless beach!). The beach was so crowded. All you could see were people as far as you could see. We stood out a little, not only because we weren't topless, but we weren't even wearing swimsuits. We were definitely the most clothed on the beach! Still, we were so glad we made the walk to see it for ourselves.




We had lunch in the park that day, where I excitedly chose a sandwich and Cheetos! Much to my surprise when I opened the bag, even their Cheetos are different!!! Cheetos, our crunchy version, do not exist and are replaced by a more cheese puff type version. :P GROSS. I was not happy!













Other than that, we just watched the people on Las Ramblas for nearly 2 hours that night. We had dinner at none other than good ole McDonald's! It was great comfort food, but I have to admit that ordering there was the hardest place to order of the entire trip!!! The menu was in Catalan, the language of Barcelona, and although the cashier said she understood a little English, she couldn't interpret my Spanish OR English! Somehow we ended up with the right food and enjoyed it from a patio table on Las Ramblas. We seriously could have spent hours there just resting and taking it all in one last time!










Last post from the trip will be soon...the trip home! Just wait! We are certainly making this trip last!

Also, we just got back from visiting Myla this weekend. Pictures & post to come--we're in love!

Day 6--When in Rome

Our sixth day was also our last excursion day. Our last port stop on the cruise was Rome. I definitely was most excited about this stop and it was most definitely the stop I had done the most research on. I read several books about Rome and my sister, Kasey, had given us turn-by-turn directions to make sure we utilized as much of the day as possible.

We were particularly nervous about our stop in Rome because of the fact we weren't going to take a cruise excursion. Our ship ported in Civitavecchia, about an hour and a half drive from Rome, but only an hour train ride! We decided we would take the train into Rome, on our own. This meant, getting to the station, getting the right ticket to the right place, riding the train and getting off at the right stop. It also meant getting back in time to board the ship before it left. We were a little nervous about all the logistics, so we started off the ship as soon as the doors opened to insure we would maximize our time and allow plenty of time for the "10 minute walk to the train station" everyone had told us about. Let's just say that 10 minutes in, we weren't even out of the port and certainly weren't anywhere near the train station. We started to panic a little. That's when we saw another ship's tour bus driving out of the port. You bet we hitchhiked to the train station! The bus driver was kind enough to pick us up and got us about a quarter of a mile from the station. Because it had already taken so long, we were minutes away from missing our train. The next one didn't leave for another hour and we would waste time sitting in Civitavecchia. We SPRINTED to the train station. By the time we got there we realized there was a long line of people following us trying to catch the same train! Little did they know we shouldn't be leading! Thankfully we made it, but as we sat down on the train, we realized we had forgotten to "validate" our train ticket, which we had been warned was key to escape being fined. Of course, we were a little panicked and it made the hour long trip seem like much longer!


I hate to harp so much on the beginning of our trip, but it really was priceless. We arrived at the train station and thankfully validated our ticket in Rome, before anyone caught us! Our goal was to take the bus to the Colosseum and start our day, working back towards St. Peter's Basilica, which was near the station. Kasey had mapped out our day in that way too, so that was going to be best. I won't get into all the details, but catching a bus was about as easy as catching a train! None of the bus drivers knew where we were trying to get or how to get us there, but they all insisted that the "bus in front of them" would know and take us where we wanted to go! Finally, we just hopped on the bus with room not sure if we were headed to the Colosseum or to Turkey! We rode it until the last stop, Palazzo Venezia, and sure enough, we were 2 blocks away from the Colosseum. I've never been so happy to see something before!











On the way to the Colosseum, we checked out the Roman Forum, which contained ancient Roman ruins. It was amazing to think how old that area was, along with how innovative they had been to construct it then. I was speechless.











At the Colosseum we decided to rent this little phone looking thing that would give us history as we toured inside ourselves. I have a feeling the Gladiators didn't anticipate this technology being used in their arena!
"Can you hear me now?!"











David really loved the Colosseum, as did I. We spent about 2 hours walking around, taking it all in, before we decided to head on to the various sites we wanted to fit in our day.











I'll avoid too much detail, but from there we saw Capitoline Hill (Roman Forum again, Palatine Hill, Circus Maximus & Arch of Constantine), Vittorio Emanuele Il Monument, the Trevi Fountain (WOW!--beautiful and we threw our coins in so we will return to Rome!), The Pantheon, Piazza Navona (beautiful plaza), the Tiber River, Piazza S. Agostino and the Castel of Sant'Angelo (Castle of Angels). It was all so unbelievable. It really made you realize how young America is and how we have no concept of old. Those streets, buildings and plazas were there in B.C.!! It's a hard concept to grasp when you're standing there!










Of course we stopped and ate along the way. I had the special at the restaurant, lasagna and David, once again, had pizza! He asked for it with ham, but little did we know that would mean prosciutto would be sliced on top of it! Definitely different!











We ended our day at St. Peter's Basilica, the largest church in the world. We saw the tomb of every Pope, including St. Peter. Inside we saw Michelangelo's Pieta, which had to be one of the most moving pieces of art I've ever seen. I even got in on the tradition of touching St. Peter's right toe. For years, Pilgrims would make the trek to touch his toe for luck or blessings or whatever and it's still done today. Why not, right?!













I definitely think that had either of us been Catholic, we would have appreciated it more, but regardless it was amazing and one of our favorite stops of the entire trip, not to mention Rome. The entire Vatican City was pretty incredible and we are very fortunate to say we have been there.











The trip home was much less eventful! We made it back without a hitch and on time. The train home was much more crowded. Funny thing, we decided taking the train for 9 euros a person would be much cheaper than a cruise excursion for $100 a person. However, we paid our 9 Euros and rode the train and bus all day and not once did anyone check our ticket, or anyone's ticket that we rode with! We may have saved some money, but apparently we could have rode for free! Probably best we didn't risk it!




Rome--two words--GO THERE! We would definitely go back.

Day 5--Pisa & Florence, Italy

Day 5 was our first day in Italy and the only day we were taking a planned excursion the ship offered. We were going to do "Pisa & Florence On Your Own!" This consisted of transportation to Pisa and then Florence with a guide offering various information in between. In each town, we would have "free time" to wander and sight see as we wanted. This was a perfect way for us to get to two cities that we otherwise would have had a hard time visiting, and still having the freedom to see what we wanted.

Patricia was our guide. She was from the port city, Livorno and was so knowledgeable and most importantly easy to understand. We really enjoyed learning all the history and little known facts she shared on our way! We definitely enjoyed the excursion, but hated being herded around like kindergartners following a guide holding a sign. I think it said we were Tour #13, but it might have well said "Excuse me, ignorant Americans coming!" It was a little humiliating!

Our first stop was Pisa. Originally we thought we would spend our entire day on this stop in Pisa. We were very thankful we were talked out of that. Although the leaning tower was cool to see, it was about all Pisa had to offer! In fact, we quickly realized that if the tower had been built correctly and did not lean, no one would ever visit Pisa! There was also a beautiful cathedral and baptistry in Pisa, but every town in Italy seemed to have those three things--a baptistry, cathedral and bell tower. We can say the leaning tower LEANS! It leans a lot more than you realize, but is not as big as you would think. It made for fun pictures nonetheless!













The drive from Pisa to Florence was about an hour and a half long. Patricia offered tons of information for the drive, but the Tuscany countryside was more than we could have asked for! David, who loves the movie Under the Tuscan Sun was thrilled to see the scenery he fell in love with in the movie. It was exactly the same, with vineyards and olive trees as far as you could see. The buildings were so colorful and it was all like a beautiful painting. We definitely felt like we were in Italy.

Florence was amazing. It had so much culture, history and art. Open air museums featuring sculptures by Michelangelo and others were as common as the gelato (Italian ice cream)! Although we didn't want to wait in line to see the original "David" statue, we did see a very similar replica along with street after street of Italian bistros, cathedrals, and museums. Leather and gold are the "items to buy" in Florence, and both certainly were plentiful. One of our favorite sights was Ponte Vecchio, the oldest bridge in Florence and the only one that survived WW2. It was full of shops of gold and people! The scenery was beautiful. In Florence, we enjoyed our first REAL Italian meal--I had cannelloni and David had brick oven pizza. YUMMY!

We really enjoyed our first day in Italy and it left us so excited to see Rome the next day. We would both definitely go back to Florence some day--you could spend a week there!

Day 4--Cannes, France

The first stop of the cruise was Cannes, France. People keep asking us what was our favorite, and there really was no way to choose, but for some reason Cannes stands out in my mind. I think this is the case because it was so incredibly unexpected. It was the one stop I hadn't read a lot about, researched endlessly or created a plan of "things to see!" All we knew, is that once a year, Cannes hosts the International Film Festival and that was their only claim to fame and the basis on why it even exists. We had decided we would simply get off the ship and explore this day, and we were so pleasantly surprised with all that we found!

We had to take a ferry transfer boat to the port in Cannes. I am not sure we had anticipated how rocky of a ride this might be and we were both a little fearful that this would be the time David's motion sickness would kick in! It was a quick trip though, so we were fine.

Like I said, we weren't incredibly planned this day, so it was the one day we relied heavily on the Garmin. Our first stop was going to be a beautiful bell tower and church on the top of a small mountain. This would give us a good look at the city we would explore that day. The Garmin immediately took us away from the crowd, as it seemed to have a tendency to do in Europe, and it wasn't long before it told us to take a right on a "street." I have to admit, I was skeptical, but David assured me it would get us where we wanted to go, so we trusted it. Little did we know, but many "streets" in Cannes are nothing more than a narrow, winding staircase!












A couple more of these streets and were at the top and WOW. The city was gorgeous, very "French" and more than we had expected. We were taking tons of pictures, being complete American tourists. We noticed there weren't many others around so we thought we would go into the church we'd been photographing. That's when we saw this...






We were definitely crashing a funeral! Oops!





Still, we got a great view of the city and the bell tower & church were gorgeous. There weren't specific sites we saw the rest of the day, just beautiful buildings, active streets, unique shops and beautiful beaches. The city definitely revolved around the film festival, which had just happened 2 weeks earlier. They seemed all a buzz even on our visit and there were signs and souvenirs galore remaining.












The people in Cannes were so nice. All I had been told about the French was to expect them to be rude and snobby. It was the exact opposite. In France a simple bonjour (hello) and merci (thank you) got you respect and a smile. It was unexpected, but a relief!


For lunch we had real paninis--we have no idea how good they can be--with melted mozzarella! It was delicious.





We spent the afternoon on the French Riviera at Riviera Beach. This was an interesting experience in that it was our first taste of a "Topless" beach! It was a public beach so I wasn't expecting it to be topless, but had been warned that some may be. Uh, some was an understatement. We definitely stood out as Americans once again, in that we were in the minority by me having a top on and David not wearing speedos! Culture shock! Still, the beach was nice and we both officially can say we have been in the Mediterranean Sea.









That night was formal night on the boat. We were tired from a long day of walking and sun, but we managed to make it to the show on the boat, which was a tribute to Broadway shows. We both really enjoyed it.

It's also worth mentioning that the entire time we were on the cruise, the Eurocup soccer tournament was taking place. Each night everyone gathered in one of the lounges and the game was projected on a huge screen. It was particularly fun to go to because there were always people on the boat from the countries represented in that night's games. They were decked out in flags and soccer gear and were just like you would think European soccer fans would be! It was a lot of fun watching the games with them.

We both loved Cannes and highly recommend it! Next stop...Pisa & Florence, Italy!

Day 3--Cruise Time!

As you can see from the link above, our pictures are finally loaded! Unfortunately I can't put the album itself on our blog, but you can link to the album. I got it down to 460, which is less than half of all the pictures we took! I cut out some good ones, believe it or not, so maybe we can show you all in person sometime--if anyone actually wants to see them all!

So, we're to day 3. We were both looking forward to Monday, the day the cruise started. David was anxious about the cruise itself--would he get seasick? Would there be lots to do? What would it be like? I, on the other hand, was just ready to get somewhere where accommodations, meals, and travel was out of my hands!

We started the morning by walking around Barcelona one last time. We went to the open air market where they had a colorful array of fruits and foods. It was really nice. We decided to take cab to the port, since we had luggage and the walk to the ship was quite a bit further than we anticipated it would be. The cabs in Barcelona are by far the nicest cars. They are equipped with the latest navigation technology, are all brand new and clean, and are quite fancy! I already knew this from the first cab we took from the airport, but due to illness, David didn't remember!

Check-in for the cruise went so smoothly and within 15 minutes of arriving at the pier, we were taking our first step on the ship! EXHALE!

Our boat had a 9 hole mini golf course, basketball court, rock climbing wall, Johnny Rockets, 3 pools, 7 hot tubs, a casino, theater, ice skating rink, track and much more! It was awesome. Plus, everyone spoke our language and the food was great! What a relief!

We got to our room...WOW! David's parents had very generously upgraded our inside stateroom to a Deluxe Ocean view Room with a Balcony a couple weeks before our trip! It was amazing and we were quickly very thankful!

Last thing, was the infamous "life jacket drill!" My family remembers a trip we took when this very drill gave me, a 9-year-old at the time, a panic attack and a lifetime of laughs for them, so there is always a little anxiety surrounding these drills! David actually thought we were going to load ourselves in the boats and release them into the ocean, so he was a little nervous about that. Fortunately, it was simple and harmless and we even met someone that knew my brother-in-law, Matthew! "The basketball player from Cov Cath!" Small world.

Other than that, there's not much to report from Day 3. We rested, enjoyed the ship, and got ready for the next 3 days, which we knew would be tiresome.

Day 2-Barcelona

So, we woke up quite rested on Sunday. We started the morning with breakfast in our hotel. As most of you know, David must have water in the morning or he has a hard time getting going. We quickly learned that in Europe, there is no such thing as FREE or cold water. However, our breakfast had cold, and according to David, very good orange juice. David filled up his empty bottle with OJ to take to help him start the day and proceeded to follow me out of the dining area.
"No toma jugo! No! No! Aqui!"
That's the extent of what I understood mixed in with a lot that neither of us understood! Basically, David was being yelled at and threatened in another language and neither of us were sure why. Apparently, you can't take the juice with you. That we got. However, with his personal bottle now full, we weren't quite sure what the angry waitress wanted us to do with it. The room full of hotel guests (all of which were European), just stared as David shrugged his shoulders and turned and left. Talk about feeling very uncomfortable leaving the key to our room at the desk that morning!
We decided to hike to the top of Montjuic, a beautiful mountain in Barcelona. At the top was a castle and along the way, Olympic Park from the 1992 summer games. About half way up we realized we would have to take the skylift to the top to get to the castle, which was our ultimate goal, though we weren't quite sure why. When we went to pay, we got waved through. Not really understanding why or what was going on, it must have been clear because there was a group of Spanish speaking tourists in our skycar with us that saw our confusion.
"Hablo un poco Espanol." (I speak a little Spanish) the Spanish lady and I agreed.
She and another man in the car proceeded from there to rant and rave, it appeared, on and on about something. All I could gather was that there would be a party with food!
Much to our surprise, when we got to the top of the Mountain, they were having a HUGE festival for the castle and we were just in time for it to start! Perfect timing.
The festival was fun, but being clueless about most of it, we decided to tour the rest of Montjuic and leave the party behind. The view of the city was the best from the castle though.
On the way down we stopped at Olympic stadium and park, a beautiful Art Museum and then made our way to the Picasso museum, where we pretended to be really into art!
At dinner that night, a homeless man wandered into the restaurant and of course, found our table! After a little bit of fear and a lot of confusion, the staff saw him and escorted him out. Whew! We were certainly getting ready for the cruise!
That evening we enjoyed a beautiful park we found (and visited again later) and all the action on La Rambla. Exhausted from all the walking and anxious to start the cruise on Monday, we headed to bed before La Rambla got rockin'!
At the park that afternoon, we made a TOP 10 list (really it turned into Top 14) we thought we'd share on our blog:

TOP 14 THINGS WE WISH PEOPLE HAD TOLD US BEFORE VISITING BARCELONA...
14. No one wears matching clothes.
13. You can't get ice in your beverages.
12. You can't get food to go! (Especially juice!)
11. Don't tip the waitress/waiter on the credit card receipt. They hand it to you to sign, stand there until you do and that's that. They won't leave your table until you sign it-period.
10. Wear neutral colors. If you wear a shirt with print on it you might as well be wearing an American flag.
9. When you leave your hotel room, you have to leave your room key. You just have to trust them or not go anywhere!
8. Don't count on air conditioning anywhere. Their version of a cool place is about 20 degrees hotter than ours.
7. Everyone drives a bike of some sort. Red doesn't necessarily mean stop, especially to cab drivers and no one really cares about speed limits.
6. Everyone has a dog and takes it with them everywhere, rarely on a leash. The dogs are cute, friendly dogs either, just mean, malnutrioned ones!
5. Crosswalks aren't at intersections. Be prepared to walk several blocks throughout the day simply getting to a crosswalk.
4. Everyone smokes. Most locations are non-smoking, so everyone just smokes on the street.
3. Hotel rooms aren't to relax. They are to sleep, shower and use the restroom and that is it. If you get 3 channels, 2 will be soccer!
2. PDA (public displays of affection) are common place. Don't be surprised if you find yourself the only person not making out around you.
AND THE #1 THING WE WISHED WE'D KNOWN...
1. NO ONE speaks English, nor do they care if you speak Spanish if it's only "un poco." (a little!)

Now you know! :)

Pictures will officially be up tomorrow. Sorry it's taking so long! Until then, here's a couple from Day 2 in Barcelona...

Europe-Day 1

As I said before, we are back and definitely back into the swing of things--work, laundry, dead flowers, etc. We got our luggage soon after we got home, thank goodness! The long trip home has since been replaced with fun memories of our trip.

David and I decided that the best way to report on our trip is to take it day-by-day. As you can see by the title of this post, we'll start with...

DAY 1--Travel & Barcelona

Day 1 is actually 2 days--Friday and Saturday. Mainly because we never really went to sleep. We left home at 10 AM on Friday morning (Nashville time) and arrived in Barcelona at 10 AM Saturday morning (Barcelona time). Everyone told us to avoid going to sleep that first day to try and defend jet lag, so that's exactly what we did.

We did have a little excitement on the way over. David, who has been known to get motion sickness and have trouble sleeping on planes, had been prescribed some light sleeping medicine by his doctor to help combat this. Apparently the mix of the medicine, bad airplane food and some turbulance didn't set well with him. About an hour prior to landing, he got sick. I will skip the graphic details, but I can't go without saying that the plane we were on had failed to replace the barf bags in each seat and as he was about to lose it on himself and me, I remembered I had CLEAR ziploc bags in my bag. You can only imagine what that looked like. We were very close to both being sick.

Needless to say the next couple of hours created high anxiety for both of us! David doesn't remember getting from the airport to the hotel, which means, I became 100% responsible for getting us and 3 bags in a taxi and to our hotel. Normally I would be fine with this responsibility, but my first time abroad, new money and new language...slightly stressful!

David took a little nap, more to recouperate than to rest, once we checked-in and he rebounded like a champ. I have to admit, I was relieved beyond belief. I wasn't sure what I was going to do if he got very sick and at the same time couldn't imagine spending the next 2 days in Barcelona in our hotel room, which was nice, but not luxurious!

That day we saw:

The Statue of Christopher Columbus, pointing more towards Asia than America!

La Rambla, a street that reflected the activities of Mardi Gras 24/7

Playa Catalunya, a very happening and beautiful plaza

Sagrada Familia, Gaudi's cathedral and unfinished masterpiece

Placa Monumente, home of bullfights

Arc de Triomf, Barcelona style

Beautiful, winding streets and scenery along the way

Our first dinner in Barcelona, or Europe for that matter, was fittingly at Picasso Restaurante, we both had pizza with the coolest, most effective pizza cutter ever! We really wanted to steal one, but opted not to.

A few observations from Day 1--no one spoke any English...the beginning of that realization! PDA (public displays of affection) is not discouraged there. Basically everyone was making out around us...for those of you that know me, this was a little uncomfortable to watch! Finally, when you leave your hotel room in Barcelona, you leave the key. Talk about having to immediately trust someone! We had no idea what they were saying to us or why we needed to leave the key to a room with all our belongings, but we weren't going anywhere until we did, so...!

It probably goes without saying, but we were zonked early the first night. Between the travel, the stress, the walking and the touring, we slept very good that night!

Below are some pictures from Day 1. I am not posting many because tomorrow (hopefully) I will post a slideshow from the trip as a whole.

In order...1. At the airport...and we're off! 2. "Look, I'm here!" 3. @ Arc de Triomf in Barcelona 4. @ Sagrada Familia 5. David with Christopher Columbus