Sometimes the monsters don’t come for you in your sleep.
travel note 4: Vienna
1. the subway provides magazines to read.
2. no one jaywalks and everyone waits at crosswalks. (i was that person who crossed in the middle of a street during a green light)
3. scooters. razor scooters. everywhere. why.
4. ben&jerrys is the ice cream of choice.
5. most diverse city ive seen thus far. From all the punk, grungy, different hair colors, piercings and tattoos, to the most conservative muslims.
Number 1 Rule for traveling: something i noticed after my travels..
1. No matter where you are in the world, you will find yourself in a mcdonalds for free wifi.
travel note 3: Barcelona
1. weirdest mix of architecture. (even without gaudi)
2. red wine with lemon soda. that is all.
3. kids play soccer everywhere. when was the last time you saw children playing outside.
4. barca was gaudi’s playground.
travel note 2 (what i remember of spring break)
Paris
- cheese.
- i think midnight in paris was wrong. overall everywhere in the world sucks in the rain (ESPECIALLY VENICE). but dat eiffel tower reflection was pretty nice i guess.
- japanese tourist were everywhere but all the chinese tourist were in the malls.
- no but seriously. cheese and baguettes
Venice
- i have seen enough glass for a life time.
Malta
- quotes from a man i met on the ferry:
“ive been all around the world and ive never had a beer like it. its the best beer in the world.(cisk beer)”
“no such thing as stress. i never think about what i have to do tomorrow, just today.”
- happiest people ive meet in europe.
- happily surprised by the unexpected and unknown.
my favorite italian phrase
“BOH!” (bu-oh) - i dont know
must be said in a heavy low and loud voice.
travel note 1: poland
1. if you ever go to poland and speak a latin based language this language is incomprehensible. on the bus the open button (thanks google translate means “door”) is DRZWI. polish also has words without vowels.
2. pierogis are the bomb.
3. polish toliet paper is the consistency of paper towels.
all 46 excuses on my friends wall,
1. i was just really, really early for tomorrow
2. we can’t all be usain bolt
3. in this day and age, we shouldn’t need labels like “late”
4. i had pe first period do you blame me
5. i really, really didn’t want to sing
6. my brother thought it would be hilarious to drop me outside the prison gates
7. you can’t tell me how to live my life
8. #YOLO
9. my legs fell off and i had to roll all the way to the emergency clinic
10. there was a freak yachting accident
11. i am a fucking retard
12. this is just for my wall
13. do you even read these
14. “it does not matter how slow you go, so long as you do not stop”
15. i spent my entire night writing tom daley fanfiction
16. my father left my mother for an air hostess seven years ago do you expect me to get over that emotional trauma overnight
17. sarah palin and i got into a twitter war and i couldn’t leave and let her win
18. traffic jammy jammy jam
19. how can i go to school when alex turner
20. my sim was having an emotional meltdown and i needed to be there for her
21. i was sticking it to the man
22. i spent my entire night worrying if i would ever lose my virginity
23. fifty shades of late; i was walking and then i caught the eye of an attractive member of the opposite sex and we began exchanging significant looks and i knew we would one day make sweet love so i just walked alongside him and tried to catch his eye and to be continued
24. part two he was playing hard to get so we walked and walked and he had the perfect hair colour it was sort of beige brown anyway it turned out he was walking to a bus stop so obviously i had to catch the bus because true love and silently we rode out to papakura and into the sunset
25. my meth lab caught fire
26. my bed is more comfortable than your school will ever be
27. i was sad
28. it was a nice day, so i walked leisurely
29. i had beat my younger brother for saying “swag”
30. i had to travel back to the 1950’s to ensure my birth
31. 2 kool 4 scool
32. i had to stop, collaborate and listen
33. i tried
34. i’m sorry i’m late
it’s not my fault
my auntie was killed
and i joined a cult
35. a haiku about lateness:
late late late late late
late late late late late late late
late late late late late
36. my best friend was telling me how to give a satisfactory blow job i wish i was joking
37. i was fashionably late
38. i was caught in a flash mob true story omfg
39. i did not choose the late life, the late life chose me
40. do
41. you
42. even
43. read
44. these
45. i was fighting al qaeda
46. traffic
(Source: stabla, via travelthirst)
Window Seat by Matt Low
Is it wonder? Wistfulness? Whatever it is we all know that feeling when gazing out the window of an airplane. Brooklyn-based photographer Matt Low shot this amazing series showing people in the window seat of a plane gazing out. In this series, called Window Seat, Low explores the universal fascination with looking down from a place far above. Explaining Window Seat, Low says, “The Window Seat series… is my attempt to capture on other peoples faces the feeling I have of being compelled to stare out of the window when I fly. I fly a lot… I find looking down endlessly fascinating–it’s one of the few times that I still get a thrill of child-like amazement… I like to think that on the inside, the people I capture have that feeling too.”
(Source: razorshapes, via travelthirst)
This might just be one of my favourite posts I have ever made on tumblr. All of us have secrets we wish to keep secret in order to protect ourselves from judgement or teasing but New Orleans-based artist Candy Chang found a way to give people the opportunity to share their thoughts without having to feel vulnerable to the outside world. Her installation, entitled Confessions, is a public art project that took place in The Cosmopolitan in Las Vegas, Nevada. For one month, Chang lived in Vegas and turned the P3 Studio Gallery into an interactive exhibit. Visitors could stop by, enter a booth, write whatever thoughts they wanted to share, and drop the confession into a box that mixed anonymously with other slips. Chang then took the anonymous slips and displayed them on the walls, painting selected responses in white against a larger red canvas background.
Throughout the exhibit, the shocking reality of a person’s true secrets are fascinating to read. Some of my favourites can be found in this photoset like:”I’ve been best man to two guys I used to sleep with who went on to marry women”; “My best friend beat a man to death when we were 15. Never told anyone. Still hurts.”
I honestly love this so much, wish i could read them all
(via gfreeng)
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What a story. I guess the best ones always break your heart and put it back together again.
Dr. Samuel “Sammy” Lee, 91, was the first Asian-American to win an Olympic gold medal for the U.S. at the 1948 London games, and the first man to win back-to-back gold medals in Olympic platform diving.
From Wikipedia:
As a twelve-year-old in 1932, Lee dreamed of becoming a diver, but at the time Latinos, Asians and African-Americans were only allowed to use Fresno’s Brookside Pool on Wednesdays, on what was called “international day”: the day before the pool was scheduled to be drained and refilled with clean water. Because Lee needed a place to practice and could not regularly use the public pool, his coach dug a pit in his backyard and filled it with sand. Lee practiced by jumping into the pit.
I’ve learned so much about Olympians in the past few weeks, and this guy was a fucking champ. This article on Investors Business Daily goes a bit more in depth on what Mr. Lee was up against. Only having access to a pool ONCE a week, having to swallow his pride and train with a douchebag eventually led him to the Olympics where he beat out his competitors who probably had an advantage over him with the luxury of being able to train in a pool at their leisure. Then he came back four years later and did it again!
Lee went on to become an ear, nose, and throat doc, serve in the U.S. Army Medical Corps during the Korean War–wonder what that was like for a Korean American–and, later, coach diving legend Greg Louganis to a silver medal in the 1976 Olympics. He’s a member of the U.S. Olympic Hall of Fame, has a square named after him in LA’s K-town, and is now retired and living in Huntington Beach, CA.
;_;
