italy – first day

this is slightly late, but why not.

our departure to our honeymoon was the day after the wedding, in the evening. thankfully we found a hotel that let us do a late check out – like 4pm. we seriously needed that time to sleep, so that was excellent.

walking out of the hotel holding my wedding dress in my hands felt somewhat surreal. i mean, that’s when it hits you that it really IS a non resuable-packaging :-)

the packing was easy. i knew what i wanted to take fairly in advance – i actually ended up under packing for the first time ever, as i didn’t take a rain jacket (and to spoil the surprise shocking ending, of course it rained for like 3 days). with our two small suitcase, dad, my aunt, zhen (tim’s friend from cali who was here for the wedding) and ourselves we headed to the airport. zhen went first – his flight was at 9. our was at 10, and we arrived pretty late. we actually were taken out of the line and ushered to the front because we were cutting it so close to our plane’s departure. :S but, it was all good – we got 2 seats next to eachother!

as it turned out, the 3rd seat was taken by the self proclaimed “congratulations, you’re sitting next to the biggest geek in the world” guy, who exclaimed that after seeing our wired magazine. he was flying to germany (the plane was to munich) for some conference on how computers affect daily life. except he couldn’t. stop. talking. for the entire flight. it would be hilarious and entertaining to watch such stupidity if it wasn’t so painful. (and he seriously wasn’t the biggest geek, i’m pretty positive i know at least 500 people geekier than him – and that’s u of t alone.)

anyway, that aside, the flight was easy. i slept some, tim – not really. our arrival was at 8am, and right away we saw the wonderful efficiency of the germans. NOT. the line into customs was a funnel of our entire plane to 2 agents. it was a free for all, more or less. one nice thing about the airport is that they gave our luggage back quickly (we packed for carryon but for some reason they said we can’t check them), and that you could smoke inside. go europe!

our car rental was upgraded for free (yay), the coffee in the airport was delicious, and soon we were on our way out of munich and into italy.

the drive was around 7 hours long, and i think i slept through most of it.

i need to run so i guess i’ll stop here. quickly: we arrived to verona, got lost, got found after an awesome conversation at a gas station in french and spanish and his italian, and tim slept. i went to the supermarket, which deserves some talking too. here are some snaps from prior to verona.

germany - drivechurch on the way out

munich - carfirst view of our car (we expected a crapbox!)

munich - car - me self portrait on the way out

munich - car - tim tim messing with the radio

munich - car - radio the radio he was messing with

verona - evening first evening in verona

munich - drive2

germany - no speed limit no speed limit! (we had fun.)

munich - drive

man etsy is too cool

so after many months of planning to do it i finally went on etsy to check it out.

current finds, in order from really most wanted to really wanted:
Set of 4 Napkins in Tuquoise Linen with Brown Branches Print
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Set of Four Turquoise Cereal Bowls
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too lazy to save/upload for these. they are cute necklaces.
silver hedgehog necklace
tiny charm (necklace)
wish bone (necklace)

damn. etsy is neat. (it takes a lot of time to find what you want though; there is almost too much variety).

the internet mocks me

about a month ago i spied a garage sale on the street parallel to my parents’ house. my mom, my dog and i stopped by to see whats what. among the hockey memorabilia there was a table.

it looked like this one:
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and cost $100. (and he said he’s willing to bargain).

i had no space for it; mom didn’t like it. we left, me with a pained heart.

in that month, after never having seen that table before, i started seeing it everywhere. (and it is unlikely a selective attention as i really do obsess over the wire-frame designed furniture more than i should.)

first there was this.

after about 20 other occurrences, i research our new chairs (tempted to ebay more… sidenote: i can possibly ebay some chairs for around $250 that would cost $1.5-$700 new. i am sad.)
another view of the bertoias side view of side chair bertoias.

and find this link. i’m not sure it works for you; but for me the single, lonely recommendation is that freaking table.

which wouldn’t have fit anyway.

ARGH.

sublime pauses

there is a wonderful sensation of drinking an almost full bottle of wine after work, expecting a haircut the next morning, watching utterly romantic and COMPLETELY over the top cheesy movies while knowing that
a) a great haircut! will be here! in a short 12 hours!
b) i’m officially will be graduated in just two days!
c) and tomorrow i get to celebrate tim’s graduation!
d) and that work is freaking AWESOME

this moment of watching way too much sweetness on the screen and feeling all the “completely-wrong-how-can-a-grown-woman-have-these-sensations” twinges is utterly fun and awesome.

(this is where my indepth thoughts start)

have you ever considered how many of your actions stem not form your civilized, rational, logical being – but rather from the very hidden (almost invisible) instincts that generations of survival have developed within us.

every time i enjoy a romantic movie there is a part of me that feels completely and utterly ridiculous – stereotypical, even, and that’s a rather unpleasant feeling, being stereotypical. but i despite my best desires of being a rational, perfectly logical and neutral human being can’t help but swoon when a girl rushes onto the airplane to catch her love in the last possible second.

(pauses for the umpteenth time during this buzzed entry to watch the movie)
oh gosh he is a WIDOWER! so he is a a GREAT person after all! awwwwww

there it goes again.

tonight i’ve resigned to these feelings. might as well look at myself with sarcasm and laugh at them, rather than try to at all to deny them.

(i think my blogs are neater when i’m drinking wine. and lacking sleep.)