ciao ciao
Yuck i do not feel well today. My body, especially my backbone, aches from go kart racing in Kent last week. My throat hurts from this horrible cold i am getting, thanks to one of my friends. and my legs hurt from working out and the odd weather changes. Overall, percent chance of death feels like 77%. Usually percent chance of death comes into play in hangover situations. But it has been since last autumn since i have felt badly due to a viral infection. I forgot how bad it can make you feel, and the corresponding grumpa-mooses it imposes. I am trying to concentrate on the good things. The weather is beautiful, but not for long. I had a fun weekend. I am getting things accomplished when it comes to my Italy trip this Friday. I have been very anxious about packing correctly and the overall transportation issue.
I about to embark on my summer holiday. I have not been out of the country since July, which is an unusually long time for me to sit in London. Several reasons for this sedentary life, one being recently single and without the car and companion i heretofor had (we would whisk away often to countryside breaks), second being a more dynamic social life that did not leave me with weekends of nothingness to fill with a lastminute.com purchase, and last because the Italy trip is expensive and I needed to save, especially if i am going to purchase something from Prada and Cavalli without loads of guilt. Of course, i don't make enough to be guilt free, but my guilt of purchase should about equal my guilt if i did not purchase. that is the marginal utility point of credit card finance living.
At the end of my trip, I know i will feel relaxed and rejuvinated and happy. But preparing for it has been full of anxiety. It has three stages, all of which are a bit different and for different times. At one point i will be by myself travelling through the countryside. That wouldn't bother me here, but where i can't speak the language, and i know how chauvanistic italian men can be, so i am slightly concerned. Rome is first (my friend and I), which will be a typical city break. But then another friend (Italian lawyer) is taking us to Tuscany on Monday. Then my friend goes home and presumably my italian friend goes back to work, and then i have to somehow make my way north east to Bormio. Then my friend from the US and some of his mates from law school meet me in the mountains. This is phase two, the hiking phase. I don't have much hiking gear, so i had to slap the cards and buy some gear. I will have to wear a back pack with a days worth of gear on me. hike all day. And all but one night we go to little spa hotels in the evening.Sounds amazing, I will post pictures. But the packing for this has left me in knots. It is essential that i don't pack too much, nor too little. Layering is Key. But I also don't want to look like Napolean Dynomite in terms of oddness. A week from Saturday we will end in Venice. I have 3 days in Venice. This will be ending on the city break note. Venice, in our lovely boutique hotel, should be really nice. A needed non-exerting break from our 4 days of mountain hikinig. However, this is also much moving aboutfor a 12 day holiday. Hopefully despite the activity, it will be relaxing, fun, inspiring and healthy. I also hope to bring back some fun adventures in travel, or Stupid American Girls Guide to travel,-type stories.
Only a few days left. And so much packing to do...
However, my cold feels better now.
ciao ciao
I about to embark on my summer holiday. I have not been out of the country since July, which is an unusually long time for me to sit in London. Several reasons for this sedentary life, one being recently single and without the car and companion i heretofor had (we would whisk away often to countryside breaks), second being a more dynamic social life that did not leave me with weekends of nothingness to fill with a lastminute.com purchase, and last because the Italy trip is expensive and I needed to save, especially if i am going to purchase something from Prada and Cavalli without loads of guilt. Of course, i don't make enough to be guilt free, but my guilt of purchase should about equal my guilt if i did not purchase. that is the marginal utility point of credit card finance living.
At the end of my trip, I know i will feel relaxed and rejuvinated and happy. But preparing for it has been full of anxiety. It has three stages, all of which are a bit different and for different times. At one point i will be by myself travelling through the countryside. That wouldn't bother me here, but where i can't speak the language, and i know how chauvanistic italian men can be, so i am slightly concerned. Rome is first (my friend and I), which will be a typical city break. But then another friend (Italian lawyer) is taking us to Tuscany on Monday. Then my friend goes home and presumably my italian friend goes back to work, and then i have to somehow make my way north east to Bormio. Then my friend from the US and some of his mates from law school meet me in the mountains. This is phase two, the hiking phase. I don't have much hiking gear, so i had to slap the cards and buy some gear. I will have to wear a back pack with a days worth of gear on me. hike all day. And all but one night we go to little spa hotels in the evening.Sounds amazing, I will post pictures. But the packing for this has left me in knots. It is essential that i don't pack too much, nor too little. Layering is Key. But I also don't want to look like Napolean Dynomite in terms of oddness. A week from Saturday we will end in Venice. I have 3 days in Venice. This will be ending on the city break note. Venice, in our lovely boutique hotel, should be really nice. A needed non-exerting break from our 4 days of mountain hikinig. However, this is also much moving aboutfor a 12 day holiday. Hopefully despite the activity, it will be relaxing, fun, inspiring and healthy. I also hope to bring back some fun adventures in travel, or Stupid American Girls Guide to travel,-type stories.
Only a few days left. And so much packing to do...
However, my cold feels better now.
ciao ciao
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