Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Touristy things!

   As much as I dislike traveling on the beaten path there are certain things you HAVE to do when you go to a city. Like NYC, you don't have to take the ferry and climb the Statue of Liberty, but you at least have to go look at it from far away.

  Or on the Staten Island Ferry since it's free anyways.

The Ultimate Uncluttered Tube Map 
   So this is what London consisted of for me today; Big Ben, Tower Bridge, Buckingham Palace etc. I also did A LOT of walking around, because the tube is expensive and I'm cheap. It was chilly, but nothing unbearable if you were dressed properly. I also asked a lot of people to take pictures of me, and every time had a mini heart attack wondering if they were going to run off with my camera - the disadvantages of traveling alone.

   It was worth it though, some of these places felt unreal, like Big Ben is not as tall as I thought it would be, but the fact that it is a physical thing in the world did blow my mind a little, after growing up seeing it on tv, movies and cartoons for so many years.



Saturday, February 23, 2013

I love airports

   I am a big fan of people watching. Not in the judgy normal way, but in the curious, story way. I like to guess where people are going, who they are going to see and when they'll be back. And there is no better place to do that than transitory places, airports train stations etc...

  I'm currently sitting at Gate 24 of the Aeroporto Internacional de Guarulhos, waiting for my flight to the UK, with connection in Germany. There are German people, Brazilian people, no English in sight yet, but I'm sure they are out there somewhere.

  I unfortunately got stuck with a middle seat, but I'm also kind of excited about that since it is the first time ever that I'll not be sitting at the window, as the youngest in my family I got to scream and yell until somebody gave me the window seat. I'm expecting the flight to be any different, but having watched enough Hollywood movies and read YA I can't help but to wonder at the possibility of meeting a pretty amazing somebody who is stuck next to me for the next 12 hours.

That is all from my end, I'll be Cheeky Morringhan for the duration of my stay in the UK.

Deal with it.


Friday, February 15, 2013

Chance encounters.

   Today I met a man at the bank while we were both waiting for the lady to help us out. He didn't introduce himself, but his name was Richard, and he is a retired English professor who moved to Brazil to escape the snow.

   He asked me if the book I was reading was any interesting, and I said it wasn't but it was part of a trilogy and I was curious to see how it ended. He told me about a book by Tom Wolfe and another about the founding fathers, and I made a mental note to add both to my list of things to read.

   We talked about traveling, and what had brought us both to that situation in common. He told me he'd been waiting for two days to sort out a problem with his account and how he needed the money to pay his rent and gym membership, with no trace of impatience in his voice whatsoever. I told him I was standing there waiting for two hours to exchange currency, but I was fine with it, I was fortunate enough to be at the bank waiting for money, when there are people out there who are at hospitals waiting for medicine, and I counted myself as fortunate.

   We shared stories about bureaucracy in Brazil, and how it is so cold in America. I told him about the Italian friend I had in second grade, how we made a project for science fair about chocolate and how I found out that Kinder Eggs and Ferrero Rocher were made by the same company.

   In a conversation of about 15mins he said he got a vibe from me that I would someday write something. He could tell that by the way I told stories and stringed my narratives together. I told him about this blog, which I suspect he will never read. He said I was charming and called me a citizen of the world, and said he expected great things from me.

   This whole encounter got me thinking about how something so normal seemed so extraordinary to me. Talking to a stranger shouldn't be this special, but it was. It is hard to communicate with people nowadays, we are always so focused on ourselves, our music, our books that we hardly stop to glance around. I can't speak for everybody but most of the time I am wishing that I got to meet more people, somebody new, somebody interesting. Yet like most people, I am stumped when it comes to doing this, as much as I may wish to go up to a cute guy at a bar, I won't do so until I've had a couple drinks. Seems like I've wasted plenty of opportunities for good conversations and I don't plan on continuing with that habit.

"I used to feel so alone in the city. All these gazillions of people and then me, on the outside. Because how do you meet a new person? I was very stumped by this for many years. And then I realized, you just say 'Hi'. They may ignore you. Or you may marry them. And that possibility is worth that one word."
                         - Augusten Burroughs


Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Resolutions: 2013

Ok, so I'm a little late to the game, but I like to make my resolutions around this time, so I have a feel for the year and how it is going to be, and what sort of actions I should be taking towards making myself and my life better.

Les resolutions are;

  1. to dance again. I have been trained in classical ballet for 16 years and just gave it up, which is sad. so in 2013 I will not only pick up ballet again but also some new form of dance. something I haven't tried before.
  2. to write more. maybe its blog posts, maybe a short story of finally that book I've always known I was gonna write but have just been waiting for ideas.
  3. to travel as much as I can. granted I'm not made of money, but this one is pretty self explanatory.
  4. not to take out my anger on innocent bystanders. starting with the internet, and the vow I took to not be a dick online. (and outline).
How about you my pretties? Any late new years resoluciones?


Saturday, February 9, 2013


   For as long as I've considered myself a person, Carnaval has had a bad conotation for me. Granted it is one of the world's biggest parties (if not THE biggest) but to me that just translastes into crowds, mess, drunk people and even bigger crowds.
   At this point I find myself at the beach, the last place you want to be at if you, like me, dislike human contact. Yet something pretty awesome happened today and it was even worth paying the R$5 (gasp, I know) for internet to be able to share a quick story here.

    So there I was, lying on the beach, thinking of my poor snowed in friends in the Northeast of the US, hating everybody around me for the sheer fact that they were too close. I admit, I jude people on the beach.I have been working on it, but it is still ingrained in my being to judge other people so I don't have to feel too bad about the fact that I wasn't exactly beach ready myself.

    So there was this guy selling food walking around carrying all his stock in a heavy and hot container. I didn't see exactly what happened, but he must have tripped or something, next thing I know all the food is all over the sand. His entire haul for the day gone just like that. I assume this guy makes his money off of the tourist here during Carnaval season and he probably counts on a specific amount a day to be able to at least buy more things to sell the next day. Now here comes the cool part; although it wasn't anybody's fault all the people around me (who I was previously judging) gathered up and gave the man a couple bucks, nothing too extraordinary but enough people did it that the guy was probably able to at least break even.

    Carnaval still has a bad conotation for me, I still don't like crowds, and I like sand even less now, but I was inspired by people's genuine desire to help this complete strager.

   Happy Carnaval for everybody that can enjoy it, and those of you stranded in the cold regions of the Earth, be safe.


Saturday, February 2, 2013

So today I got fired

    I had already handed in my notice and was about halfway into fulfilling it (it was a month's worth) when my manager called me into his office today and told me they had decided to just end my contract there. Having already quit, I was thrilled to get out of there as fast as I could, but at the same time I can't help but think I am getting screwed over in the long run. Oh well...

   What I wanted to take from today was this great feeling of relief, of the weight being lifted off my shoulders and do something with it. Use the unexpected free time to do something I have been dreaming about for a long time and could never pencil into my plans. And for me that was writing a book.

   I don't have a specific idea, nor a story that I wish I could tell, but just this desire to get words out and to something with them, sorta like my own personal NaNoWriMo. So I downloaded a writing software, got me some cold water and a couple of snacks and got cracking. I was amazed by what had to come out of my brain and how fast it all rushed out. Don't get me wrong, it is all shit. Badly written, not much of a plot and most of it doesn't make sense to anybody but me.  But between the lines and words I can see characters start to form, and their personalities come alive. I'll even think to myself "oh umbrella man is too clumsy to sit on that bar stool" and just like that, with a couple hours work and not much more this thing I've wanted to do for so long has become organic. I don't know if I'll ever finish it, or if I'll want to share it in the eventuality that I do. But what I know is that there was something I have been putting off for way too long and now have finally given it a chance. Might be I'm the next J.K. Rowling, might be I just end up with some really weird fanfiction of my own story, but now I'm that much closer to knowing.
    What about you? What project would you start if you got fired today?