Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Reminiscing Voyages


Sitting in your college dorm back in the States you realize how much you miss the excitement of exploring the unknown.

Things don't seem as exciting and I feel rather bored and unaccomplished if I am not doing work. I feel as though I am wasting my life away as I sit here. I feel as though my childhood dream to travel has always held true due to the fact that I am sick with these wide open spaces, utilized with construction and loud noises. With beauty that fights for a right to live only to get knocked down in order to make room for new home owners.

I miss the mountains of Switzerland:


The architecture of Beijing, China:




The Art of Florence:
The Vibrance of Rome:



The Awe of Venice:

The splendor of Barcelona,Spain :

The feel of Singapore, Singapore:



The chills of Vancouver, Canada;
The continuous fields of Derby, England;
The warmth of Hawaii;

Though I will not lie, France is not for me. French Riviera, Monte Carlo ( I know it's its own country), Paris, Cannes, Eaze, Nice, It just isn't for me.
(I'll upload those pics later when I find them).

They say you're just visiting, living there is different. But I don't want to live any of those places except for one.
Not because it looks different, but because I know the people and know their work-ethic will push me forward.

That's what we all need. A competitor that pushes us to our full potential. Otherwise, we're like my housemates, whiny and closed-minded.

Friday, February 11, 2011

Simple and Unnoticed

Stop to smell the roses.
Stop to enjoy the view.
Stop to notice the little things...

Like what?

Doorknobs. I know. What am I talking about? Doorknobs... why those? Because, those are the reasons you are able to enter buildings, passages, gates, etc. They are also stylish. You must think I am speaking nonsense. But here in Italy, doorknobs are part of defining ones home. No one entry point has the same doorknob.

Walking down the street in your town, the houses are probably further away from the street and
every doorknob looks relatively similar. But I dare you, walk around Italy. I don't care where, because everywhere will be different. Round ones, curved ones, embellished ones, the list goes on. Unfortunately while I gawk at these simple embellishments on a door, I have yet to just take out my camera and take a picture of the doorknobs I have seen. But I promise, I owe you a post full of doorknobs.

There is one door where it has graffiti all over it, and looks as if you were to touch it, the door would crumble to your feet. However, there is a large round silver doorknob in the center of the door that makes your imagination run wild. I'm serious. It feels as if it could be a secret passage to Wonder Land, or any kind of different world. Trust me, traveling is already a different world. But we are all human, but unable to comprehend one another in comparison to what a dog and wolf can do. But I digress, just have to learn the culture, language is just a bunch of words. Actions speak.

What else should you look out for that's super simple?

Walk around at night. Yes at night. And not drunk. And not in the common areas. I dare you to go outside to an area people don't populate at night. No don't go by yourself, are you silly? And turn around after you walk a good distance. Always turn around and see where you have been, because when you turn around what you had just seen looks much different. The lights of the night, the lights of human, echoing down the street. The view itself just makes you realize that you are somewhere different. I promise, you will walk somewhere where your mind will say, once you turn around, "did I really just walk through here?"

This is just in Italy and it wasn't even one of the top places I voyaged through at night, where the street lights lit up a path. I sometimes wonder if Florentines who are native to the area stop as much as we do and actually realize where they live is actually gorgeous. Anyway, I dare you to go out and attempt this trial and post me pictures of what you see. The world is ours to explore, not laze around, create, not destroy, design, not pollute, and so on.


What else?
Let's stick with the night for a while. Walk to an area you normally pass by during the day, but this time walk around at night. I swear its much different and has a magic touch. Who knows, you may actually find something amazing. C, Rk, and I found a theater near us that has orchestras come and play at. We pass by the theater every day at least 3 times and never once realized it was really there until last night. Either we're blind, or our eyes are just attracted to certain things at certain times.

Where else?

Explore. Seriously. That is the best thing you can do, because you never know what you will find when you just go out on a limb.

Now I'd love to tell you more of the Simple and Unnoticed, but we will have to leave that for another post because my homework is beckoning me, and I have refused the call long enough.

Ciao Amici!

Monday, January 31, 2011

Fashionable Finds for Food

When you travel the first thing that strikes your mind is... shopping? Or is it food? -- of course there is the possibility of sights and excursions, but that's not what we're going to discuss today. I would hope it to be food. Why? Fashion comes and goes like the wind, you cannot expect it to lead you where you want to go you can only follow; therefore, fashion is unpredictable. Fashion is like food, unpredictable. It can lead your taste buds on that excursion you had been wishing for or it can lead you down that alley your parents told you to stay clear of. The only way to know for sure which road to go down is to try-it-all. I mean it! You cannot and should not ever put food aside because you don't like this, or you don't like that, or this has too much of this, or that has something you don't like. When you travel the food itself is the essence of the country.

Let's go to Rome. The Vatican City, the capital of Italy. Busy. Busy. Busy. So what do you see...? Yes that's right, that's a McDonalds in Rome. That's not the only one either. A brisk walk at night reveals the equivalent of Starbucks in the streets of New York, every turn you take. There are even signs. Why? Beats me. Why would you eat that? At home my mom makes rice every day. I mean EVERY DAY, rice with chicken. Rice with curry, Rice with chili, rice with vegetables, rice rice rice. Italy I would think sways more towards pasta. But there are so many things that can be done that I never understand anyone stooping to the level of the unedifying feeling when your lying in bed as your intestines yell at you about eating that Big Mac.

So what should you have? FOOD. And not fast food either. Food t
hat was made to satisfy. Amazingly I am not joking when I say this f
ood over-satisfies. You have your pre-appetizer (to the right), appetizer (to the left), followed by bread. you always have to have bread. (as shown below top left). Followed by your pre-entrée (the pasta on the very bottom left), then your entree (the veal and potatoes below on the top right), then your dessert. There was no end to the majesty that was the food. No end and everything was FRESH. Nothing mass produced. Dug out of the good earth and put on your plate so the flavors make your pallet to dance.







































Everything was to die for, and literally made you want to just fall into those food comas you hear so much about. Fashion requires inspiration, food requires you to feel inspired.

Sunday, December 26, 2010

Let's Begin

This blog was created in order for me to keep track of random sightings and things I see during my trip to Italy from Jan to May of 2011. Obviously it isn't that time yet,but I thought I would at least get it prepared.

Right now there is a blizzard going on