Home Sweet OklaHOMA

I’ve been back for a little over a week now. Adjusting to “normal” life wasn’t hard at all. And I think for the most part I’ve had a much brighter attitude about everything. People have been super nice and helpful like normal, but I am appreciating it more. I appreciate a lot of things more. It’s somewhat sad that it took me going to Europe to appreciate the little things, but at least I am now, right?

I DO miss the coffee. I thought I wouldn’t, but now the coffee at home tastes like water to me. Allorah.

So, this will be my last post on this blog. Thanks for those who have been keeping up with it. I really appreciate the support in whatever way you provided it.

Ciao =)

Goal Accomplished

So one of my goals over this trip was to read more books. I haven’t been able to read for pleasure in a really long time. I think I read maybe like 5 books last year outside the ones for school. And let’s be honest, math books are just not good reads.

I set a personal goal of 30 books over this trip. I have been gone for three months and I am officially at 30. Here is my list in order of which I read them.

  1. Blood Will Tell
  2. Blood Past
  3. How to Order Italian Coffee
  4. Sweet Ginger Poison
  5. The Secret Holocaust Diaries
  6. One for the Money
  7. Two for the Dough
  8. Mockingjay
  9. Shades of Blood
  10. Three to get Deadly
  11. Four to Score
  12. Divorced, Desperate, and Delicious
  13. High Five
  14. Hot Six
  15. The Paris Wife (snoozer btw)
  16. Sparkle
  17. Seven Up
  18. Hard Eight
  19. To the Nines
  20. Seriously… I’m Kidding
  21. The Righteous
  22. Ten Big Ones
  23. Smokeless Fire
  24. Eleven on Top
  25. Visions of Sugar Plums
  26. Plum Lovin’
  27. Twelve Sharp
  28. Plum Lucky
  29. Lean Mean Thirteen
  30. Fearless Fourteen

A-Thank-You

Last Full Night

Before I start, let me just say that I’m still drunk. I haven’t hit that hung over point yet and when I do it will be BAD. I woke up thinking about Taco Bell. Anyway…

Went out last night with my PIC, Shank. Shank decided that we needed to do it up big my last night in Bologna. By the end of the night, from what I remember, I had introduced the “butter-face” term to my Italian friend, deflected some Italian guy who was pinching my nose and saying I was cute, walked home (with Shank’s assistance), and make it to my bed.

Apparently I couldn’t get the door open last night so Meemaw opened it for me and said when she did I just laaaaaaughed and laughed. Heh.

I woke up just now still drunk. I had made it home and took off my jeans and shirt, but that was it. Meemaw said, “… I didn’t know if I should help you or not out of those jeans… but then again it was WAY too funny to see you trying to take them off. So I just sat back and watched.”

Thanks. =)

Hey, did you noticed I bought OJ? Know why?

For vodka?

No… for my immune system boost before our flight. But I like where your head is.

Canfield Conversations

Side Trip: Rimini (part due)

We decided another beach visit was in the cards. Rimini it is.

We opted to stay at a four star hotel this time since it was only like a 20 euro difference. It’s amazing how different three star and four star hotels are in Italy. Night and day.

When we first got out our hotel and realized it was basically on the beach and right in the middle of all the great shopping it was a good thing. When we walked in and saw all of the pristine white couches, chairs, and tablecloths it was a great thing. When the attendant asked us to confirm that we were staying two nights Meemaw didn’t correct him, this was a WONDERFUL thing.

After checking in and receiving our key card for our room we took the elevator up to the forth floor and found our room. Not only are the rooms key entry, they are key SWIPE entry. Slightly Star Wars, but I liked it. When we walked in all of the lights came on and it was like a movie. Beautiful hard wood floors, luxurious curtains, and AND AND the whirlpool tub! I took two baths during our stay and Meemaw took three.

No too long after we started investigating our room, the lights turned off. Strange… Ok, so turn em on right? Wrong. We pushed every button in that room over and over. I’m thinking, “Ok, there has to be a trick to this.” It was then I noticed the flashing red light right by the door. Next to the light there was a little pocket about 3 1/2 inches long. This room is clearly high tech by the entrance methods, I wonder… TaDA! The key, of course! I put the key in the key coozie and whala! Let there be light. Logic prevails over all.

The first day we took to shopping. Rimini has great shopping. I decided that I needed a bathing suit for the next day. So I went into a store that had some suits in the window. I go and look at the sizes and they all stopped after three letters into the alphabet. I’m 2x the forth. Damn. So I ask the clerk,

Is this she largest size?

Oh, No! We have this one in a C

Ya, I don’t think it will work for me…

*Her eyes glance down at my chest and widen in surprise*

Oh, no it will not work… Let me see what else I have.

She found me the biggest size in the store and luckily it worked. Allorah…

The next day we went to the beach for the day. I looked at buying some sun spray that had some SPF in it, but it was all way too expensive. I’m not paying 20 euro for banana boat, I’m sorry. Hence, I fried like a french fry. Note to self: Don’t read a book you are REALLY into on the beach. More time has passed than you think. When I read while laying out I lay on my front with my back exposed to the sun… The backs of my legs feel like the skin might rip apart. My shoulder-blades are yelling, “stop pushing so hard on me” to my loose fitting t-shirt. If I don’t turn snake and peel all of this away, I will have a wicked awesome start on my tan.

That night we oped to sleep with the window open with the blinds down. (I love the Venetian Binds that Italy has everywhere. So useful and cute!) Most of the time you can raise and lower the blinds with a pull cord attached to the wall next to the window. We look to the left and right of the window and found no cord. Of course the cord was soo last season for this high tech room. I’m thinking,” …there must be a trick.” Of course, you can push a button next to the bed and raise/lower the blinds. Automatic… everything. Side note: Buttons included next to the bed are; main lights, personal reading light, blinds up/down, hall light, and door unlock. Ah, modern technology.

In conclusion, if you are ever in Italy looking for an amazing beach time, visit Rimini.

Also, I hear the night life in Rimini is top notch. Someone told me it has the biggest club in Europe? They also said it had a pool in the middle of it. To most people they are probably thinking, “Oh cool! A pool!” I’m thinking, “Gross… I wonder how many people have died in there.”

Realist.

It was yet another great day in Rimini.

It was yet another great day in Rimini.

Made it to Rimini.

Made it to Rimini.

Park Romance

Today was an absolutely beautiful day in Bologna. Warm sun with hardly any breeze. To enjoy the day we went to the park to take in some vitamin D. We laid int he grass for about an hour and a half and read our books. Meemaw can only take so much laying on the ground so she got up and went home. Leaving me all alone to be hit on by strange men…

I decided to take a break from reading so I put my book down and closed my eyes. I was laying there for maybe 10 min before I hear a “CIAO Bella” from a strange man’s voice. Ugh

“ciao,… bal bla bla bal (Italian gibber jabber)”

“I’m sorry I don’t speak that much Italian”

Parlez-vous français?”

“Nope sorry. No French either.”

“German?”

“No not German…”

This is when the “conversation” took a turn for small talk. Asking questions like what are you doing in Bologna? How old are you? Where do you stay in Bologna?

Turns out I look like an 19 year old French girl who is apparently named Vanessa as well whom resides as a singer in France. Who knew…

I pulled the whole, “Uuugh It’s hot out here. I’m going home…” and promptly got my things and left.

No where is safe… Italian/French men will stop at nothing for a good set of boobs.

Excuse my French.

Obelisk Montague! I love obelisks, not exactly sure why…

Guess What: Today is Another Holiday.

We got up and around slightly ahead of our norm this morning with every intention of going by the leasing office to take care of some very important business.

While walking down Stada Maggiore I made not of the large number of stores that were closed.

Is it just me or is everything closed?

Yeah, weird…

Is it a holiday?

Again?… Probably

It might just be this time of year, but it seems to me like there is a holiday every 3 days in Italy. Today is Italian Liberation Day. Next Tuesday is Labor Day in Italy. There might be more but since we leave on Wednesday we made note of the holidays surrounding our departure.

This puts a small damper in our plans to satisfy our time in Bologna. Although, it gives us another reason to drink wine…

In celebration of Italian Liberation Day, I will have cookies and wine for dinner.

Happy Liberation Day to ALL!