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Published: September 30th 2017
My biggest regret from the last Euro trip was not having a spork to eat yogurt and deli food with. Well, this time I bought the king of sporks - made of ultra-lightweight and ultra-strong titanium. You could probably stick an entire turkey on the end of this thing without bending it. In fact I tried, but my skinny arm snapped in half.
Rumour has it that this spork was forged by Thor himself, and that he favoured this spork over the "Hammer of Thor" when he backpacked! True story!
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Ahhh ... traveling again ... it feels nice but it's funny because I really haven't been very excited about this trip. I think I've been spoiled the past few years - anything less than a month feels like a short weekend getaway! Though I hadn't even left yet I was already imagining returning home - I saw the ending before it even began, if that makes sense! And for that reason I saw no reason to get excited ... until today!
I couldn't sit still at work and had a lot of nervous energy. So I stuffed myself on Spolumbo's sandwiches and potato salad that were served at a lunch and learn. My nervous energy was converted into a bubbling cauldron of stomach acid, slowly decomposing Genoa salami, marinara sauce, and provolone cheese!
I booked a few hostels and changed my plans slightly - I'm going to squeeze in Amsterdam. Reading up on Belgium, I didn't think it was necessary to spend 7 nights there. I could've squeezed in Luxembourg instead but I prefer to see Amsterdam. Though I've heard that Luxembourg is nice I think I only want to see it because I like the name.
Ahhh ... a little bonding before the trip by spooning with Becky, the backpack. It has been so long, my love. Never again will I let you languish in the closet for months on end ... once again we are together, and will see the world once more!
It sounds so regal!
Got to the airport - it's pretty sad because I actually have grown to enjoy being at airports. The excitement, the anticipation, the hope ... for me it always signifies the start of something better. Of course, the return journeys are the exception - they're just plain depressing!
I did some walking around at the airport to burn off the excess energy. It was a lot less hectic than the last time I was at the airport (see blog entitled "The Trials and Tribulations of a Wannabe Spanish Casanova Part 2: Hoping That the Women of Latin America Have Lower Standards than Spanish Ones"😉. No drama getting onto the plane this time!
I always seem to feel so normal and at peace when I am traveling. I have a tendency to get caught up in the mundane aspects of day-to-day life. The unimportant things that bother me seem to evaporate ... I magically regain my perspective and creative juices once I switch to travel mode.
There was a good selection of new and old music on the plane, such as Soul Asylum's "Runaway Train". I haven't heard it in ages but it's still a classic!
Ooh ... a menage a trois with her younger sister, Denise the daypack.
But then ... they played a Fergie song! All that money she's spent on plastic surgery to make herself look like a muppet should have been used to buy some musical ability. Though I did like some of her older work with the Black Eyed Peas, her solo effort is no better than the medical waste leftover from her facelifts!
I did a little napping, reading, and writing - a very relaxing flight. I had a dinner of chicken Basquaise - the flavour actually wasn't too bad with a tomato sauce loaded with bell peppers. I'm not sure how it's a Basque dish (it's definitely not as good as Basque tapas!) but it was filling. But it wasn't very visually appealing - all the condensation on the inside had formed into a large puddle, and it was accompanied by some form of risotto that had dry, chunky, and cheesy bits. The salad was only plain iceberg lettuce - not even a sliver of carrot for colour or rogue cockroach for texture and crunch! I used to work for the company that caters all of Air Canada's meals so I know all about their sketchy hygiene standards. The big packet of
Some guy using the internet at the UPS store in the Calgary airport. What is he typing? Could he be frantically searching for flights from London to Madrid, so that he can go find the Spanish senorita of his dreams? I'm sure that happens all the time, right?
balsamic vinaigrette was actually larger than the salad itself.
The meal could have been worse - I suppose I could've wretched and choked on my own vomit and died. Ahhh .. the inner optimist in me manages to rear his ugly head every so often. I was disappointed that there was no dessert supplied on the tray ... but then they came around with ice cream! I felt like a man that had been crawling through the dessert and finally got a sip of pure, fresh mountain spring water! But sadly, it was only vanilla ...
As I ate the ice cream I had a million-dollar idea - those disposable wooden ice cream spoons they use taste like crap. Why not make flavoured ones? Perhaps hazelnut? The problem is that I would have tried to eat a hazelnut-flavoured spoon, wretched and choked on my own vomit, and died.
A cab-merlot was served with dinner. Horrid! I've never before described wine as being pungent, but this definitely was. Dry, strong, harsh ... Alec Baldwin's character on "30 Rock" once had wine so terrible a wine critic described it as tasting "like the urine of Satan after a hefty
Pshaw! Purdy's chocolates - you're nothing but trash compared to your elegant and sophisticated Belgian cousins!
portion of asparagus". Well, this wine was even worse - more like Satan's piss after a hefty portion of asparagus AND a severe kidney/bladder infection! It WAS the right colour, after all!
The first movie playing was "Dream Girls" - I passed as I have no desire to see Beyonce act. She should stick to her booty-shaking in formulaic R&B/Hip-hop videos. Though I had a surprise - Steve Urkel isn't dead, and he is actually in this movie!!! Thank goodness for the music on board - I'm really digging the new Killers song "Read my mind". Definitely not as good as what was on their first album (who could ever forget "Mr. Brightside"?) but still catchy.
Interesting song selection of the flight - Fuel's "Falls on me". Curious as it never really achieved any degree of commercial success - the problem is that they could never again match the greatness of "Hemorrhage". For me, it's still one of the best, most powerful rock songs ever. Once you achieve greatness on the first try, you will always fall short afterward. That's why people should adopt my approach to life - if you shoot for the bare minimum at the
Donations - for what??? It doesn't even say! I should set one of those up somewhere and use it to fund my travels.
beginning, you will always find a way to surprise and achieve!
"The Red Violin" was the next movie - I've always wanted to watch it because I've heard such good things about it, but it was pretty lame. Bad acting and disjointed storytelling ... it's the story of a violin that spans several hundred years. Not cohesive at all, but perhaps this was the intent to emphasize its epic journey through time. There was a pretty stupid twist at the end. Two thumbs down! Perhaps the only thing that could have saved the movie was replacing Samuel L. Jackson with Beyonce's booty-shaking!
I actually managed to get 3-4 hours of sleep with numerous short naps. The third movie "Eragon" managed to put me asleep for the first half but I had to suffer through the lame last half.
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