So I've been pretty sporadic with the blog posting, but I know folks are gonna want to know about Milano. I'm on the plane now, so let's just start with the airport/ride...
So after working at the airport for a few months I made friends with a few Delta employees and am flying to Milan on a buddy pass. I've known for days that I wouldn't have a problem getting on. I was worried about my bags. Online it says you only get one bag free so I just knew I'd have to pay the bag fee, which turns out I got 2 free bags. Winning right? Eh, no. I get to the baggage drop and my bags are both overweight. $75/bag. So Sharon and I are deciding what we're gonna do. Take stuff out? Switch it around? The Vicky's Secret lotion and Mixed Chicks/Talijah Wajid were taking up a lot of weight, but I couldn't do without them. We ended up taking a loss and doing one overweight bag. Sometimes (all the time in my case lol) they'll let you slide, but the lady wasn't having that...which blew me because it's not coming out of your check, but whatever. No complaints with a $500 ticket and first class (or so I thought, which I'll discuss later). So after I pay for my bag, etc, I see a friend that works at another baggage drop counter. Ugh! Didn't know you work here #losing. But back to not complaining, I'm moving to Milan. So we get everything together and start walking to security. Sharon walks toward the main security gate...girl #foolish. *Heads to south security checkpoint.* (Sidenote: This phone is pissing me off. I have this little diary app thingy but I can only write 1000 characters. Consequently (is that how you spell this word? it's not in my autocorrect lol) I have to write this blog post in several different memos then copy and paste them all to the internet when I get to a wifi signal. THE blow). So we turn to say bye and Sharon wants to do this long drawn out hug. Don't get me wrong, I don't mind hugging my mom for a long time, I just get all uncomfortable when she gets all softy on me. I don't really know how to handle it. I just hugged her till she stopped hugging me. I didn't want to encounter one of those awkward moments when you are done hugging and the other person isn't. So when she decides we're done hugging she looks all sad and I'm like "Eeek! ! No no no." Of course I play it off, but for .2 seconds I thought about staying...ok for like .02 of a second lol. But I still thought about it because my mom looked so sad. It was actually really depressing. She said she was ok, but what did I expect her to say, "Yes I'm very sad. I will cry when I walk away."...? No. That wasn't going to happen. I'm sure she still won't admit it.
Security is quick. Stop by T and B to visit some friends working then head to my gate. I saw the finest man ever in my life on the train. I knew he wasnt American because of his clothes. His passport was also red and ours are blue lol. He kept smiling at me, but I wasn't going to say anything. Needless to say that's the end of that story. I got off the train and we smiled our last goodbyes. He wasn't going to Milan lol.
I had already been given a heads-up that my first class dreams weren't coming true because of the weight imbalance. There are almost no people on this plane. I ended up sitting in economy comfort, which makes all the difference. There is SO much more leg room. We are, however, on an older aircraft with overhead TV's and I was really looking forward to the in-seat screens where you pick what you want to watch. Crazy Stupid Love was mediocre, slept through Harry Potter, and watched half of Just Go With It. Still had over 2 hours left after that went off. I walked around the plane a bit to avoid fat feet. Spent 40 minutes rebraiding my hair in the lavatory (not trying to be fancy, that's what it says on the door lol). Tried to read some of my book but that just wasn't doing it for me. I've been typing on this little keyboard for 30 minutes so I guess writing this blog post was a good idea.
The sun is rising and it's beautiful. If I were a painter I'd paint it. But I ain't lol. We're finally flying over land so that means we're getting closer. I also know we're getting closer because I can tell time and they turned the lights on. Maybe they'll tell me to cut off my phone soon!!! I've been counting down to Milan for like 4 days. I haven't been able to sleep. They're bringing breakfast through and 1.
It's 1a in Atlanta. I don't want no breakfast and 2. I don't want to eat. Just get me off this boring plane!!!! We should have about another hour left. I also feel fat feet coming on. Dammit. I also have to lug those big bags through customs at the airport. Dammit. Again. lol And my phone is dying and they're playing Usher and David Guetta music videos on the TV. Ugghhhhh!!! Loooosssiiinnnggg!!....No I'm not. I'm moving to Milan. lol
Monday, December 26, 2011
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Hawaii: A Blog Post
So today is my fourth day in the Aloha state (what a horrible state nickname if I may say so myself). It was a fun journey out here. Since I was on a buddy pass, I didn't have a confirmed seat on any flights. I got out of Atlanta to LAX on my first try, and spent the entire day at LAX trying to get to Hawaii. I ended up staying in L.A. for the night and hopped on a plane to Lihue on Monday afternoon. It was dark when I got in on Monday evening, but it was much warmer here than in Atlanta...or even L.A. I took a taxi to the resort (they don't call it a hotel *shrugs*) and grabbed a bite to eat at the resort bar. I tried to wait for my dad to get back from work, but I passed out at 1am EST (which is only 8pm here). As a result, I was up at 3:30a the following day. As a matter of fact, today is the first day I woke up at semi-normal hours. I slept in till 7a or so.
Coming out here was one of the best decisions I've made in 2011. Life in Atlanta was just moving too fast. Work. Dating. Hanging out with friends. MODEL26. It was just too much. There is nothing I can do out here. Well other than MODEL26 stuff and relax. It's so much easier to hear God out here. Ya know, when there's no one else to talk to. I barely get a phone signal in the room, so I only talk to people when I'm sitting out on the porchy thingy. When I'm planning for our February fundraiser, organizing volunteers for our gift wrapping fundraiser, working on a grant application, etc etc. Other than that, I'm pretty inaccessible. Like now, no phone signal.
The weather is great. Not too hot, unless there's no breeze and the sun is beaming down on you. It's been raining on off...and by on and off I mean it rains for 120 seconds then it stops. That happens about every 2 hours. Sometimes it actually rains a whole 10 minutes. I haven't left the resort. I've just been enjoying having the back door open and listening to the ocean all day. Tomorrow and Saturday I think my dad and I will go do some sightseeing. I went to the beach once. I got in the water but the waves were doing too much. It made me seasick just sitting in the water. LOL
About an hour ago I walked out to the rocks. I took a book that I didn't end up reading. That's all I took, which could have been a bad idea had something happened to me. The water was hitting the rocks pretty hard and I was in a maxi dress and rubber-soled Havainas, which got really slippery once I stuck my wet feet back into them. Once I got out to the rocks I realized that it was (highly) possible that I could get injured while walking around out there. Well with my coordination plus the uneven terrain and slippery shoes, I was an accident waiting to happen. The thing is, when you're as impulsive and reckless as I am you don't really take the time to think about things like that. Anywho, once I got out there I just sat on a rock and stuck my feet in a little pool of water. I talked to God for a bit. Then I just sat there. I didn't do anything at all. ...
.... i watched the crabs. have you ever noticed how fast a crab moves??? guess i would move that fast too if i had that many legs.
... i looked at my feet, and first thought about how much I needed a pedicure...then I looked past my feet and noticed that I could see straight to the bottom. .......
I thought that maybe the water wasn't salt water...ya know, because it was so clear and all. So I stuck my finger in it to taste...it was salt water. LOL
.. .. ... .... I sat out on those rocks till the breeze stopped and I started to feel like I was frying.
i dont take a lot of photos. i mostly just let my mind remember.
Lord knows I needed these moments. To really reflect and analyze what my next move is gonna be. Well after I get settled in in Milan of course ;-)
Coming out here was one of the best decisions I've made in 2011. Life in Atlanta was just moving too fast. Work. Dating. Hanging out with friends. MODEL26. It was just too much. There is nothing I can do out here. Well other than MODEL26 stuff and relax. It's so much easier to hear God out here. Ya know, when there's no one else to talk to. I barely get a phone signal in the room, so I only talk to people when I'm sitting out on the porchy thingy. When I'm planning for our February fundraiser, organizing volunteers for our gift wrapping fundraiser, working on a grant application, etc etc. Other than that, I'm pretty inaccessible. Like now, no phone signal.
The weather is great. Not too hot, unless there's no breeze and the sun is beaming down on you. It's been raining on off...and by on and off I mean it rains for 120 seconds then it stops. That happens about every 2 hours. Sometimes it actually rains a whole 10 minutes. I haven't left the resort. I've just been enjoying having the back door open and listening to the ocean all day. Tomorrow and Saturday I think my dad and I will go do some sightseeing. I went to the beach once. I got in the water but the waves were doing too much. It made me seasick just sitting in the water. LOL
About an hour ago I walked out to the rocks. I took a book that I didn't end up reading. That's all I took, which could have been a bad idea had something happened to me. The water was hitting the rocks pretty hard and I was in a maxi dress and rubber-soled Havainas, which got really slippery once I stuck my wet feet back into them. Once I got out to the rocks I realized that it was (highly) possible that I could get injured while walking around out there. Well with my coordination plus the uneven terrain and slippery shoes, I was an accident waiting to happen. The thing is, when you're as impulsive and reckless as I am you don't really take the time to think about things like that. Anywho, once I got out there I just sat on a rock and stuck my feet in a little pool of water. I talked to God for a bit. Then I just sat there. I didn't do anything at all. ...
.... i watched the crabs. have you ever noticed how fast a crab moves??? guess i would move that fast too if i had that many legs.
... i looked at my feet, and first thought about how much I needed a pedicure...then I looked past my feet and noticed that I could see straight to the bottom. .......
I thought that maybe the water wasn't salt water...ya know, because it was so clear and all. So I stuck my finger in it to taste...it was salt water. LOL
.. .. ... .... I sat out on those rocks till the breeze stopped and I started to feel like I was frying.
i dont take a lot of photos. i mostly just let my mind remember.
Lord knows I needed these moments. To really reflect and analyze what my next move is gonna be. Well after I get settled in in Milan of course ;-)
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