The Count of Monte Cristo
. I finally was able to smell the sweet sweet open air once again. After 14 years imprisoned in the Chateau d’If, Dantes and I finally escaped after some misfortune with our good friend Faria. Once we escaped we landed in the hands of some smugglers who took us out on the sea from port to port. Once stop we made along the way was the isle of Monte Cristo. The island was like most of those in the Mediterranean. It was a relatively small island with a bit of wild life on it, but what I remember the most are the jagged and massive cliffs. In some areas it was at least a 40 foot drop directly into the sea. Everywhere on the inner part of the island consisted of rock formations and caves. It was in one of those caves where Edmond Dantes found his treasure.
More traveling took place inland from Marseille, to Paris, and to even Rome
. Rome was an exciting time period because the carnival was taking place. I would compare it to the modern day Mardi Gras festival in New Orleans. There were parties on the streets overflowing with people in extravagant outfits like a masquerade. The city was so filled up with people that you had to be on a waiting list just to use a horse and carriage. However, I do wish that I was able to do a little more sightseeing while I was there. Some very famous roman landmarks are those such as Vatican Square, and the Roman Coliseum.
Back to business, the traveling is fun but the drama here is building up even more. Dantes was able to do great things to those who have helped him throughout his life, but his eyes have changed shape now. His heart is full of vengeance and he is about to unload on all those who cast his near perfectly life to the edges of hell.