Casual. Outfit of the Day. Autumn. OOTD. Thirfted Finds

Hey Kids,

Today I woke up with the urge to discard my sweats and hoodies. I miss my street fashion. This afternoon I attended a random "meet & greet" at Starbucks. The "meet & greet" was so Army Wives could get to know each other. Most of the wives knew each other via facebook, and I knew some through the Wine Parties I've  attended since arriving in Kansas. It was an okay event. Nothing spectacular. Like at all. I only stayed for 1.5 hours, than got popeyes with a wife I met there. Popeyes was not a good idea. 800 frickin calories!!! I feel like there is a stone in my belly.

So I'm off to Total Body X: I haven't worked out in 2 days so I know I will be hurting!! :)

Ciao

Sunglasses from Barcelona, Earrings from Seoul, Ribbon-thrifted

Purse- thrifted in Seoul

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leather jacket-from Munich, shirt-thrifted in Seoul

Thanks to the hubby for taking the majority of the pictures :)

3 Thanksgivings

Hey Friends

While I don't celebrate the commercial aspects of Thanksgiving, nor do I turn a blind eye to the historic happenings of the "holiday"... I do want to say what I am thankful for.

Traveling. That's the basis for this blog. To document my adventures, post memorable videos, and unforgettable pictures. I officialy became a Gypsy in the year 2009.

So let's recap:

Nov 24, 2009: I spent Thanksgiving touring Italy, with fellow intern/friend Linda. There we visted an acquaitance in Milan (who let us crash on her floor), the next day we met up with Linda's cousin in Venice, where we spent the night at a hotel located near The Grand Canal. The next day we day-tripped to Verona, to follow the footsteps of Romeo and Juliet. It was there that I laid my hand upon Juliet's breast and wished for Luck in Love.

Linda, M, Me in Milan

A, Linda, Me in Venice on a gondola on the Canal

In Verona, Wishing for Luck In Love

Nov 24, 2010: I spent Thanksgiving touring Barcelona, by myself. After missing my first plane, I was lucky enough to have left-over monies to buy a plane ticket, same day to BCN. There I experienced the wonders and beauty of the Famed city. I drank with natives, socialized with other Hostel guests, and wandered the streets by my lonesome. I didn't get a chance to dance the flamenco, but I did see the famous works of Güell, Gaudí, and Picasso. Now I can say with an educated statement. I am not a fan of Picasso. As I left the city of BCN, I again wished feverently that true love and not lust would find me.

in front of the La Sagrada Família in Barcelona

Other travelers

Wandering the streets alone

Nov 24, 2011: I spent Thanksgiving in Jihaeng, South Korea; amongst co-workers, friends, and acquatiances. I got to dress up like a panda, see my friend Justin (who was visiting from Germany/Afghanistan loosen up), play Kings Cup (Ring of Fire), and have a really chill time! It was a wonderful time but I was missing someone special. MY newlywedded husband. Unfortunately, the love of my life had to work, and so it wasn't until later that night, that we spent time together. Unfortunately, we spent the majority of the time with yelling (i.e. me) and stoiac silences (i.e. husband). Our fight lasted about 1.5 hours, afterwards we made up. :)

Panda Ritual in S. Korea

Kings Cup/Ring of Fire

My co-worker V

The end of the Night. I had left already. But looks fun!

The Hubby and I. We're thankful for each other.

 Thanks Juliet! lol :)

From Sangria to a Stick of Gum

Hey Friends,

So where did I leave off?? Sight-Seeing correct?? Ok, so after I saw the majority of the sites of Barcelona and I knocked off a few more museums I finally went back to the hostel and go dolled up and made plans to eat some traditional Catalan food, drink sangria, and meet up with some people from Couch Surfing. What happened was me being all dolled up and staying on the internet for about 2 hours. I know such a jerk move. But I did meet up with the CSer's (along with 2 girls I met at the hostel; Sheba (who is from Paris) & Virginia (who is from Brazil but lives in Paris). We caught the metro, found the bar, and it's like we stepped into paradise.

For every woman, there was like 10 guys. No lie. Majority of them were deliciously hot. I now know what it feels like to be a man. My neck aches from whipping it around. The guys we met complained of the huge numbers and I told them that in the US the ration is vastly different -- 30 US women to 1 US man. That actually explains why women aren't married. But, yea so we had a few beers and lots of good convo and I was ashamed.

I'm in Love with BCN

Hey Friends,

When I visit a city I always try to figure out if I could live there or not; most of the cities I've visited don't make the cut except for Berlin, possibly Munich, and Verona. I will have to add Barcelona to my list. Everything is pretty much simple to understand in regards to navigation --tho I did get confused several times, but I utilized my map and got around. But yea I think I love her...

So, what happened today?? Ok let's start with last night, I met this amazing French girl who has the most awesomest name EVER ...Sheba like the Queen of Sheba --- which coincidentally is another name for Ethiopia ... and I thought I was cultured. Anyhoo, we decided to hit the clubs with the hostel and meet up at 1:30am. By than I had two beers on an empty stomach and was feeling quite BUzzzEd. I went and got a wack version of a doner and I fell asleep. Luckily I had the foresight to get dressed beforehand.

Molestations & Museums

Hey Luvvies!

So, here's the official update on my Friday adventures of BCN.

--Woke up around 830am and decided I wanted to tour via a go-car.

What the hell was I thinking?? So, apparently driving this "car" is like a motorcycle or a scooter. Let me insert, if I were driving a scooter or motorcycle all would end up badly due to my horrible coordination.  However, I went the optimistic route of "it can't be that hard." So, after the initial scare of having to deposit 300Euro just in case I crashed

Let's break it down.
--If I crashed the car I'd have to pay 300Euro plus my own insurance
-- There was a huge possibility of me being stopped by the cops cuz I don't have an international license .. hello I have the face that gets stopped. I'm too cute so I must be doing something wrong...
 Anyhoo the 300Euro never went down due to me not having a 1,000,000$ credit limit, so the company settled for my passport and 100Euro.

Hanging around Geneva Airport

Hello Luvvies

Right now I'm sitting in the Geneva airport waiting for my flight to Barcelona.

Quick facts:

-- missed my 6am flight
-- really pissed off that I was forced to miss my 6am flight
-- actually left the house on time .. dont understand how I missed it
-- I'm not down with it snowing in November ... jerks
-- I bought another plane ticket because I refuse to miss my long waited holiday
-- Thank Goodness for CREDIT CARDS
-- I felt like a G swiping that card to pay for my new trip
-- I feel like such a bum for being pumped about that
-- Bored as all get out!
-- Still haven't found the love of my life
-- Most likely because I've been glued to this internet since I've arrived in Geneva

5 Days until BCN Madness

Hey Friends

So it's officaly 5 days until I leave for Spain, most specifically BARCELONA! I'll be there Thurs Nov 24-Sun Nov 28  I'm still tryna figure out a title for my trip.........

I'm thinking:

• Barcelona Locura
• 87PageS Barcelona
• I'm not V or C Just ME: Barci Style
• Vicky Cristina & 87PageS
• Barna & I

Clearly I'm not being creative enough; so currently I'll leave it untitled till I experience the city...

I'm uber excited and scared to travel solo via RyanAir...