With both my mother and I out of the country my father is rambling around our reasonably sized suburban home with no one to fend for him. He's recently become quite concerned with our safety. He told me there was some crime in Barcelona and he wanted to know if it was a “safe city”. Barcelona is not New York in the 1980's. I'm sure there is crime. I live in a nice residential high rise, a ten minute metro ride from the most expensive shopping district in Catalonia. I'm not sure what he thinks is going to happen. My mother and I don't PARTY or snort cocaine. We might get a sunburn, but we have sunblock so I'm not worried. |
Apparently, the dog is sleeping on the bed. My bed? His bed? The mother's bed? I don't know. I'm supposing the dog is happy. My father tends to spoil him, which is great for the dog. I'm happy for him and he'll be supremely disappointed when we return and he's not allowed on the furniture anymore.
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Barcelona is a beautiful city full of people who speak Catalan. We did it all on the first day. We went shopping. Had dinner at Los Cochuras, which I'm almost positive means snails and once again did not run into Shakira. We also saw the magic fountains, how more magical can your first trip in Europe be?
As I was taking this exam early I made uncomfortable conversation with the professor regarding the weather. It's 33 degrees Celsius in Barcelona and I told him “I'm not wearing any clothes and I'm still sweating.” He did not understand my American humor. My time in Barcelona is coming up and the only thing I haven't accomplished is meeting Shakira.
The first day there we went to the beach. Athens isn't known for it's beaches, but it has a few and we were there in the off season so they weren't crowded. It was called Varkiza and it was a very pleasant two hours. Public transit in Athens is very well set up and even when we had to take the bus, I didn't mind it. We split up the ancient world over two days, but we did most of the iconic Athens sight seeing on the Thursday. We went to the Acropolis Museum, that way we didn't have to hire a tour guide. We could read about everything, what it all means, and then go see it. The coolest part is that because I'm a student of the European Union, I got in for free!!! The cost for all the Ancient sights and the museum would have been about 25 euros, so it was a blessing. We had breakfast in the museum and let me tell you of all the places I've been Greek food is my favorite. No matter where we got it, the food was amazing. I really enjoyed it. I got these things called "pancakes" I don't know what they were, but they were really good.
We also stopped at the Trevi Fountain. I did not throw a coin in it, but I touched the water. It was perfectly clear. We also got Gelatto while we were there. I liked it well enough. Jodi and her mother got gelatto everywhere for the rest of the trip, but I don't have that kind of expendable income. None of the pictures turned out great, but I edited one and I think it looks trippy. Saturday we went on a tour of the Vatican, which was so neat. It was literally the coolest. I saw the Sistine Chapel in person, which funny enough after walking through the entire Vatican, which was chock full of painted ceilings, the Sistine Chapel seemed, underwhelming. I think the imagery and what everything stood for is what made it a masterpiece. Things, I didn't quite understand, but that our tour guide explained. I'm not enough of an art person to really appreciate it. Still, it was gorgeous. The whole thing was really neat. Very crowded, but very neat.
Florence was good. Glad I went for the day. I saw someone from my school while I was there. She showed us around Florence. I'm afraid the only picture I got was of me standing in front of David. Not the REAL David, but I got a better picture standing in front of the fake David outside the museum, then the one inside.
We're going to get the Venice feel in Amsterdam with the canals, without the confusing maze of alley ways. We saw Peggy Guggenheim's house, which was WILD. It was a mansion... in Venice. How incredibly insane is that?
We went to Hyde Park that day and walked along the the Princess Diana Memorial Path. There's a beautiful memorial to her at the end of it. I love Hyde Park. It was truly fantastic. My favorite part of the whole city was seeing the Peter Pan statue there. They say if you visit Peter Pan, your lost love will return to you. It's romantic and corny, but I loved it. I had a legitimate photo shoot with the statue. My roommate was sick of me by the end of it. We hit all the high spots that day in London. We saw the British Museum, which has EVERYTHING imaginable. British imperialism did wonders for their museum. We saw the Rosetta Stone, mummies, and native American artwork. They had working wifi and that was a blessing. We did some British shopping. I went to Selfridges. I had my heart set on Harrod's, but it was quite a walk out of the way. It was a shopping experience. Expensive clothes everywhere, people milling about. I enjoyed it.
It was cold, but invigorating. Bronschofen street was amazing. It's supposed to be one of the most exclusive shopping districts in the world and I personally enjoyed going to a McDonald's that served soda in glass cylinders. We also went to the Grossmunster (which I kept calling some variation of Munchausen). It's a pretty famous church. Zwingli (one of the great protestant reformers) preached there. It's kind of a big deal and it's FREE!!!
Basel was not as exciting. I would love to go to Zurich again, but Basel is not on that same platform. We saw some cool things. I ate granola bars. We found some neat buildings. Posed with a gate??? I don't know. It looked important. We went to the Kunst Museum. Gorgeous art. Well, worth the eight euros we spent. I even recognized some of it. I'm also so used to speaking to people in Spanish that when our cab driver asked us a question I responded with "Si!" and he then asked me if we spoke English and I told him we could if he wanted us to. I'm basically European at this point. Someone even asked us for directions!!!
I have however frankensteined it into working. I connected a desktop keyboard into one of the ports and now here I am typing to you. It might not be pretty, but I'm not destitute yet.
My eagerly anticipated weekly youtube videos will return once all these technical difficulties get worked out lol.
I've been trying to set Miss Sara Bellum's and my mother up together. Not in a romantic, relationship way. Although, I would personally love some good lesbian moms.
The summer has been hot and sticky. I don't have a summer fling yet, but I also don't have the money for that. So, instead I've been at home watching The Price Is Right and eating yogurt, doing yoga, getting ready for that beach body I'll never get to show, because the closest body of water I have is a lake. Summer is the best.
There's a song by Marina and the Diamonds called “How To Be A Heartbreaker”. The goal of this post is not as ambitious as that song, nor does it feature a slew of shirtless men (although it should). Instead it's a bitter diatribe of a college student writing after midnight.
I was just trying to sleep, unable to focus on anything appropriate and I was just thinking about how you should be treated.
2. Never date someone who is significantly older then you when your older. I think it's one of the worst ways to set yourself up for emotional manipulation.
3. Lastly do not spend time with people who do not make time for you or/and invalidate how you feel.
For someone who is not in a relationship, I've been dealing with a lot of emotional pain, and it's been stressing me the fuck out. Their problems are my problems.
There's only one couple I spend time with and their doing well. I think. They make me want to believe that love is possible and you just have to find the right person. A tall beautiful intelligent girl or a short dumb stumpy boy. Whoever she or he may be. They are out there. Just waiting for someone to write poetry about.
One couple I'm close to both told me their problems and they spent the better part of two weeks crying and not talking to one another. At one point they settled on being “just friends”, but they'd fucked each other one too many times to do that.
Their also planning on moving in together. I told them I thought that was fantastic, because I'm full of shit. I'm disenfranchised with their love. They almost ended it in December. March. And, who knows maybe they'll end up together and become happily divorced.
All I know is that as far as I'm concerned is that their love is dead. And, no matter how “mature” a high schooler may be, you should never date one if your in college. There will always be that power dynamic and it's not healthy and it's not appropriate. And, someone will abuse it even if that was never their intention.
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