Month: May 2006

I arrived in Alghero at pitch black last night after enduring the cattle call that is Ryanair. The incoming flight was delayed, therefore my departing flight from London was delayed. After I made it through immigration and baggage claim, I felt as if I were in New York at the cab queue because there was no apparent system. Finally I jumped in the road with my arm waving because I was tired of other people jumping ahead of me. It worked.

I thought today would be bikini-wearing, on-the-beach-lying kind of weather – NOT! It was cold as not-hell and the wind was blowing to beat the band. I wanted to take a boat cruise to the Neptune Caves but the wind has been blowing so hard that it won’t leave until 15h. I guess I will relive last night’s cab experience because there have been people clustered around the ticket window all day. I think I will mosey on over around 2pm. I leave tomorrow morning so this is my only day to go and I will be on the boat.

Speaking of tomorrow, on to Rome!

I made it to London safely and in one piece after sleeping in JFK Friday night. I arrived too late to be able to go out Saturday night.By the time I made it through immigration, got to the hotel and checked in and showered, it was after midnight and it seemed as if the places listed in the free guidebook all closed at 1am. Oh well, there’s still Rome.

On a sour note, Cingular (right now Shitgular) has screwed me because my cell phone doesn’t work although I called to activate international roaming weeks before I left.

I did the tourist thing today and it just so happened to have been a somewhat sunny day. Yay!

5/30 update – Cingular fixed my problem. I can now send and receive the $.20 text messages I so desperately craved. I won’t talk to anyone unless it is important.

I am finally trying to pack my suitcase for my trip and am finding once again that I have an aversion to packing. I thought it was only related to moving but I now see that it applies to traveling as well. I find it incredibly difficult to pack for vacation because I must CHOOSE what I will take with me and, by default, what I will leave. I have a lot of things to choose from. Which also makes moving extremely difficult. Moving a lot of stuff requires days and days of packing which is a task I despise. Some day I’ll move and have movers pack my things and move them too (maybe they could pack my suitcase for vacation as well). I think this year’s New Year’s resolution should have been to lighten my load and make moving easy on myself. I’ll make it a mid-year resolution.

Despite the extreme aversion to packing, I’m ready to be on the plane taxiing down the runway. Only then will I stop obsessing about what I’ve forgotten to do at work or at home. Alors bien…

Current mood:  tired

I just finished bathing my two cats. They are indoor cats who had a nasty flea problem (or maybe it’s me who had a problem with the fact they had fleas). They have now been bathed, flea medicine has been applied and flea spray has been sprayed. I’m tired now and ready to go to bed…

Current mood:  chipper

I need to have the Go-Gos’ song playing on a continuous loop – vacation’s all I’ve ever wanted…

I’m not literally ready to go yet but in my mind I am ready to be on the plane taxiing down the runway away from Saint Louis heading to European adventure. Maybe I’ll meet the man of my MySpace “Who I’d Like to Meet” dreams and end up with the Italian farm and children. Or maybe someone will see me emerge from the ocean in my white Brazilian bathing suit (a la Halle Berry in the James Bond movie) and whisk me about town in their vintage Aston-Martin. Or more likely, maybe I will take pictures of places I’ve never been and have some charming stories to tell when I return. Who knows? You will when I get back because I’ll blog it to death.

Now I’m off to pack the suitcase or something productive…

“Touch me on the inside part and say my name!”

If you’ve not seen the movie, you definitely will miss this reference.

Current mood:  stressed

Category: Life

Then I can head off on my vacation. In the past couple of weeks, I’ve had my boss’ boss and his staff laid off (they are in another city), a large group of co-workers laid off (they are in the building with me) and just this week, my boss was let go as well (I sit right outside of his office).

Not to mention the airline canceled one of my vacation flights because they can no longer fly into the airport where I was going. I found that out Monday and sprouted a few gray hairs as a result of that. Tuesday ended up being the even bigger stress day because that’s when I found out my boss was being let go. Fortunately Wednesday and today have been relatively uneventful, I’ve just been trying to pick up the pieces and keep the ball rolling.

In addition, a friend that I was going to spend a day or two with is having issues with me and we are having serious communication lapses the week before I leave.

Is it next Friday yet? Is it time for my vacation to begin?

Current mood:  tired

Category: Life

For some reason, I’m inexhaustably exhausted. My tiredness seems to have no bottom. Being in the “female way” was one explanation I readily attributed to this malaise but it persists long after I thought it should have been over.

However, I do have some exciting things coming up each and every weekend for the next four weeks so I need to get some pep in my step. This weekend I go to Alabama to see my older sister graduate from college – yay Sis! The following weekend I head to Atlanta for a pre-vacation hair appointment. And then…

Memorial Day weekend I hit the blue skies heading to Europe for vacation! I finally figured out where I will be: London, Alghero (Sardinia), Rome and back to London again. I will try to throw in a day-trip to Florence if I can. If I can’t, I won’t complain, I’ll just have to save that for my next trip.

Hopefully by my next trip, I will have either a travel companion or someone that I can hang out with while over there. Or better yet, some handsome, dashing, debonair European man will sweep me off my feet and insist that I marry him. Then our vacations will be here in the US. Hmmm, I like the sound of that one.

Anywho, I certainly look forward to vacation because I’m a lot tired and extremely stressed out. The countdown begins. Fifteen days til vacation…