72 hours from now I will be lapping up the sun on the shores of Valencia, Spain. Lalalalalalala....
Yep, I am actually getting excited, which, oddly enough, is not usually a state of mind for me pre-travelling. Usually I am too distracted by day-to-day stuff or to preoccupied with making sure I have a place to rest my head at the end of the night.
This time I am just looking forward to the sunshine, chilling out and enjoying what Spain has to offer in the way of seaside towns, national parks and big city life (Valencia, Jaca and Barcelona, for those of you who are really curious....)
And I admit that I was rather freaking yesterday when I tried booking at 4 different B&Bs in Dbulin only to be informed they were all full!!!! I finally found one though, thank goodness. Wasn't too keen on alternative options of dodgy Dublin hostel or Darragh's digs.....
K, so I gotta rock..so much to do before one goes on holiday..like buy emergency sugar rations and make sure one has necessary clothing to make do. Ahem. Cough, cough.
Ole Ole
'Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -- I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.' Robert Frost
Monday, April 25, 2005
Wednesday, April 20, 2005
A big thank you to Anne! I am using her day pass at EasyNet to do some major emailing and researching. That being said, I've only a few minutes to blog because I have a date tonight...a date with the T.V. and Desperate Housewives.
Funnily enough I almost did have a date tonight..a date with an Irish lad (just take a bloody guess what his name was!?!? Yep, you got it), but apparently when a guy asks for your number, suggests going for dinner mid-week and then DOES NOT attempt to 'walk you home', he's really just not that into you?!?! Am I going crazy? I thought the logic was more like - if he 'walks you home', then asks for your number, you can expect a no-call. But a respectable, polite lad who doesn't actually ask for anything but your number and sees you only as far as the doors of the pub? Hmm...there's something about the Irish I will never understand..not that this will stop me from trying. Everyone now indicates that, in addition to my candy addiction, I am on the verge of being known as an Irish-aholic. Ah well, what can ya do? Worse things happen at sea!
Anyways, its been a mad week and a bit - from O/T at work to craziness in the nights & weekends! Last Thursday we went on a literary pub crawl - the tour guides led us from pub to pub and treated us to verses from some of the best and most famous Scottish writers/poets. It was an enjoyabel evening, save for the fact that most of it was not spent inside the pubs, but just outside them or between them! The best thing was meeting a cool Canadian coupl, whom we've decided we are going to harass until they agree to be friends with us.
Friday night Jen, Emily, Kelly & I hopped up to the Walk About for some tunes. The live band was awesome, although their lead guitarist was nowhere near as cute as Blue Moose's !! It was a great night - I finally concluded that Old Guy is not attractive at all - infatuation over and out!
Saturday we decided to do a Scottish lunch and went to the Conan Doyle for Haggis Neeps & Tatties - OMG - it was sooo good!! Afterwards, Kelly and I went to ASDA for some American shopping. I learned a valuable lesson - one should always try on a bathing suit before buying it and tankinis are NOT flattering on anyone who lacks a washboard stomach.
Saturday night we had some gals, and one lucky dude, over to our house for some pre-drinks, then headed out on the town. WE started off at a rather 'alternative' bar called Opium - I wasn't wearing enough leather to feel comfortable, so headed for Drop Kick Murphy's, where we rounded out the night by singing Amarill....Is this the way to Amarilla??
Sunday I finally made it inside the Edinburgh Castle - it was a free weekend, so us cheapies were raring to go. It was good, but I am glad I didn't pay 8 quid ot get in - nothing can compare to the castle I saw in Carcassonne. We did see the Stone of Destiny though, and the War Museum was amazing.
Monday night was a potluck at Beth's - nothing amazing to report here - I ate a lot, surprise, surprise.
And here it is the middle of the week already. This time next week I'll be packing for Spain and sunshine. I'll try to blog again before then.
SISTER SAHRA - I will send you a postcard - can you pick up some refills from Caryl Baker asap???? Money will be wired to your account via the banking services of Mother Teresa :)
Funnily enough I almost did have a date tonight..a date with an Irish lad (just take a bloody guess what his name was!?!? Yep, you got it), but apparently when a guy asks for your number, suggests going for dinner mid-week and then DOES NOT attempt to 'walk you home', he's really just not that into you?!?! Am I going crazy? I thought the logic was more like - if he 'walks you home', then asks for your number, you can expect a no-call. But a respectable, polite lad who doesn't actually ask for anything but your number and sees you only as far as the doors of the pub? Hmm...there's something about the Irish I will never understand..not that this will stop me from trying. Everyone now indicates that, in addition to my candy addiction, I am on the verge of being known as an Irish-aholic. Ah well, what can ya do? Worse things happen at sea!
Anyways, its been a mad week and a bit - from O/T at work to craziness in the nights & weekends! Last Thursday we went on a literary pub crawl - the tour guides led us from pub to pub and treated us to verses from some of the best and most famous Scottish writers/poets. It was an enjoyabel evening, save for the fact that most of it was not spent inside the pubs, but just outside them or between them! The best thing was meeting a cool Canadian coupl, whom we've decided we are going to harass until they agree to be friends with us.
Friday night Jen, Emily, Kelly & I hopped up to the Walk About for some tunes. The live band was awesome, although their lead guitarist was nowhere near as cute as Blue Moose's !! It was a great night - I finally concluded that Old Guy is not attractive at all - infatuation over and out!
Saturday we decided to do a Scottish lunch and went to the Conan Doyle for Haggis Neeps & Tatties - OMG - it was sooo good!! Afterwards, Kelly and I went to ASDA for some American shopping. I learned a valuable lesson - one should always try on a bathing suit before buying it and tankinis are NOT flattering on anyone who lacks a washboard stomach.
Saturday night we had some gals, and one lucky dude, over to our house for some pre-drinks, then headed out on the town. WE started off at a rather 'alternative' bar called Opium - I wasn't wearing enough leather to feel comfortable, so headed for Drop Kick Murphy's, where we rounded out the night by singing Amarill....Is this the way to Amarilla??
Sunday I finally made it inside the Edinburgh Castle - it was a free weekend, so us cheapies were raring to go. It was good, but I am glad I didn't pay 8 quid ot get in - nothing can compare to the castle I saw in Carcassonne. We did see the Stone of Destiny though, and the War Museum was amazing.
Monday night was a potluck at Beth's - nothing amazing to report here - I ate a lot, surprise, surprise.
And here it is the middle of the week already. This time next week I'll be packing for Spain and sunshine. I'll try to blog again before then.
SISTER SAHRA - I will send you a postcard - can you pick up some refills from Caryl Baker asap???? Money will be wired to your account via the banking services of Mother Teresa :)
Monday, April 18, 2005
Hey everyone! This is just a note to say I am still alive and doing well - life has been crazy/busy/grand lately and I just haven't had a moment to post. Rest assured, I'll post an update of what's been going on within the next few days...before I head off on holidays!!!!!!!!!!!! Hehehehe - hello Spain and hot weather!
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