Greetings from Amsterdam...
my god, it's great to be home. i arrived yesterday after almost two days of missed flights and standby and airport bathrooms, but i made it! here i am, in the land of legal weed and bland food.
those who went to amsterdam with me in the past will be VERY surprised to hear that i tried the McKroket at Mc Donald's...and liked it! it kind of tastes like pulverized salisbury steak in a kroket with gravy and mayo.
i am going to take a bike tour and visit museums today. no, really, i am.
last night, we walked around the red light district and stared at the prostitutes in the windows...always eye-opening experience. i am staying at the globe again, in the same nasty, no-ventilation room i always end up in, but i am strangely fond of the place.
Saturday, June 21, 2003
Tuesday, June 17, 2003
Another Chapter Ended…
Today is my last day at work, and the end of my two years of confused wandering in the work world, and in about two months, the beginning of three years of law school. But it’s been a hell of a two years, and impressive on my resume even if a lot of it sounds much better than it really was. I learned a lot about what I like and dislike in a working environment—experience that is priceless, given how naïve I was when I graduated from college.
In the past two years, I have traveled to: Paris (twice), Amsterdam (twice), Lyon, Marseilles, Rome, Venice, Florence, Prague, Vienna, Siena, Barcelona, Riomaggiore, and Hawaii. I learned just as much travelling as I did working full time—something for those of you who have time to travel to really think about, since I only spent about 7-8 weeks travelling these two years, as opposed to the whole rest of the time working at least 40 hours a week. I think that it’s not a matter of not being able to afford to travel—I sincerely believe that we can’t afford not to travel. I can spend the rest of my life making money, but it will not be until I retire that I will have this much time on my hands to see the world.
So, off I go again, three weeks to wander around Europe. I wish I could have gone to Asia, but the SARS thing seems to have abated too late for me to change my plans. In 48 hours, I will be landing home…in Amsterdam. I cannot wait.
Today is my last day at work, and the end of my two years of confused wandering in the work world, and in about two months, the beginning of three years of law school. But it’s been a hell of a two years, and impressive on my resume even if a lot of it sounds much better than it really was. I learned a lot about what I like and dislike in a working environment—experience that is priceless, given how naïve I was when I graduated from college.
In the past two years, I have traveled to: Paris (twice), Amsterdam (twice), Lyon, Marseilles, Rome, Venice, Florence, Prague, Vienna, Siena, Barcelona, Riomaggiore, and Hawaii. I learned just as much travelling as I did working full time—something for those of you who have time to travel to really think about, since I only spent about 7-8 weeks travelling these two years, as opposed to the whole rest of the time working at least 40 hours a week. I think that it’s not a matter of not being able to afford to travel—I sincerely believe that we can’t afford not to travel. I can spend the rest of my life making money, but it will not be until I retire that I will have this much time on my hands to see the world.
So, off I go again, three weeks to wander around Europe. I wish I could have gone to Asia, but the SARS thing seems to have abated too late for me to change my plans. In 48 hours, I will be landing home…in Amsterdam. I cannot wait.
Tuesday, June 03, 2003
this is what i sometimes see when i go to sleep:
two graphic nightmares about murdered children:
the police discovered the bodies in a field of golden wheat. it was a mother and child, carefully arranged so it looked like the child was sleeping peacefully in her mother's arms. but when i got closer, i could see that they were dead...that thousands of small lacerations had been cut all over their bodies. to illustrate this point further, the next scene is of a naked body in the lotus position but standing on its head in a waving field of wheat, the blue cloudless sky in the background. the skin is visibly dead and decaying..taking on a greyish hue. the lacerations are red, a few inches each in length, covering the entire body.
the police had been searching the lake for the bodies...suddenly, a cloud of ash appeared beneath the water--something was coming up from the bottom. the light gray body of a child appears, bobbing up and down, eyes open, vacant and staring directly at me. i can see the blue veins underneath the skin. another cloud appears underneath the water, and i watch in dread as another small child comes up. these children were a small boy and a girl, but i can't remember which one appeared first. what i do remember is that the end of my dream is an extreme close-up of the girl's gray-blue lips, which are trembling like she's trying to tell me something.
two graphic nightmares about murdered children:
the police discovered the bodies in a field of golden wheat. it was a mother and child, carefully arranged so it looked like the child was sleeping peacefully in her mother's arms. but when i got closer, i could see that they were dead...that thousands of small lacerations had been cut all over their bodies. to illustrate this point further, the next scene is of a naked body in the lotus position but standing on its head in a waving field of wheat, the blue cloudless sky in the background. the skin is visibly dead and decaying..taking on a greyish hue. the lacerations are red, a few inches each in length, covering the entire body.
the police had been searching the lake for the bodies...suddenly, a cloud of ash appeared beneath the water--something was coming up from the bottom. the light gray body of a child appears, bobbing up and down, eyes open, vacant and staring directly at me. i can see the blue veins underneath the skin. another cloud appears underneath the water, and i watch in dread as another small child comes up. these children were a small boy and a girl, but i can't remember which one appeared first. what i do remember is that the end of my dream is an extreme close-up of the girl's gray-blue lips, which are trembling like she's trying to tell me something.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)