catch up

hmm how can i catch up to where i am now.....
well i have a wicked sunburn on my face and look like a leper,where the fuck did this come from, i blame the italian sun and the hungarian hot baths.
so budapest rocked,i loved it.the people,the food,the parks,the monuments,the history. it was cheap,fun,and beautiful. we left too soon for vienna. bad mistake. got bored after two days,hopped the next train to slovakia and here i am, bratislava,and drowning my sunburnt misery in 50cent half liters of beer.i want to cry and wash away the peeling skin,but i dont think that will work,so i will just drink and get liquid courage to say :hey, what are you looking at.never saw a leper before:
hmmm,better go before i lose this buzz. damn this place is cheap,and good food too.

tagged by jamie...

okay even though i hate celebraties and dont really care too much about anything that goes on in the fake world outside of me. and i dont know how to load up pictures yet as good as jamie does on her site,heres my list. and a poor one at that,so by going on their looks and who i would want to take to bed first it goes.....
1. ashley judd
2. angelina jolie
3. that slut,tara reid
4. heather grahm
5. amanda pete

I tag no one because as easy as it should have been to think of 5 stars. damn im a loser,that was hard. what a dork.

venice,bahhh,venice.

So we hit venice on the day trip.sunday so everything is closed but its cool because we dont really buy anything anyway, food,gelatto,its always the same. and what we did see of what was open,glass shops everywhere,clothing,scarfs,postcards and trinkets,i dont think we missed out on anything. so we wandered,pushing stupid tourists out of our way and trampling the children,so many tourist,ugh! weve seen all the churches,the canals,the charming little sidestreets,now what do we do?
find some shade,smoke the last of our hash,and go eat more pizza. oh and crepes.oh the crepes. chocolate and bananna for mike. chocolate,toasted nuts and grand marinier for me. decadent!
damn 6hours in this city and were already bored off our assess. time to have a few beers. there cheap,im bored,last day in italy,why the hell not.
we park it next to the bridge in front of our train station and wait it out.watching,picking on everyone who passes us,like usual,were good at that,and ruthless at times as well.but all in good fun.
we see our polish friend from the night before,get her scoop on where shes off to next,and head to catch our train.strange in such a big city to run into someone you know.

oh and i finally found a book to finish out the travels with. some collection of crazy ass edgar allen poe stories. im excited and alredy started it on the train back to robertos. were we meet up with him and adel. go for more dinner,pizza,and have a great night. trading music from our mp3s to his computer,talking,someone passes around some opium,hash,phew i will sleep well tonight.nothing ive had though compares to the sweet sweet taste and effect of good old mary jane. damn lets just legalize it already or im not even gung ho for that,lets decriminalize at least though.
off to budapest tommorow. thanks for the memories italy,ill be back to tear you up next year.

fano farewell, hello padowa,again...

leaving fano was sad, i woulda stayed so much longer,but i know the fam was ready to move into the farmhouse for the summer and we can return next summer.plus were glad to be back in padowa with roberto. tommorow adel should arrive,and the fun will continue.
lasts night dinner with the fam...amazing as usual. the pasta is like nothing ever tasted,well the sauce. the pasta they use,barilla. perfect.
we ate so much,well i did. i dont think i have ever put away so much food at one time.musta been the ingredients.
after words they pulled out the vodka,whiskey,lemoncino,etc.... cigars, well okay,twist my arm,it is an occasion after all. we talked at sat and drank well untill midnite. ill sleep well.

we hit the train,poaching it of course. we bought the cheapest ticket and hopped anytrain at our leisure. getting caught of course on the last leg,from bologna to padowa. paying the difference but only 10euros so no biggie. we arrive,roberto picks us up,back at the house our good buddy max hits us with a spliff of hash, i have the whiteys now, gotta go lay down, ciao.

temp. boredom cure....

my last day in fano today. sad,very sad, i love it here. but ive found a temp cure for my boredom.seeing its the last day i cant think of a better way to celebrate but with a bottle of vino da tavola rosso. ( red wine of the table) in the states we say, two buck chuck,but hey its great and it sets off my tone for the day. mp3,beach,vino,enjoy....
quiet day on the beach today. overcast,but still nice with breaks of sun. plus my skin can use a rest im sure. already done the damage in just the week ive been here.
the bottle of vino,pearl jam,pumpkins,morrissey, and all other randomness that plays on my mp3 is keeping me occupied.hell what a way to celebrate my last day on the fano beaches. and i suspect my last day on the beaches in europe untill i return next year. damn i could stay one more week,hell one more year. but i must wait till my travels bring me back again next summer,on my way to croatia. anyone coming??

our way to the internet cafe, we take a slow bike ride. headphones on we enjoy the slow ride. stop at our gelatto shop, talk to the girls,with what little we can speak to each other.have a coffee. say our goodbyes. and continue on down the beach. on my bike open bottle in hand,quite the site. we stop at a lighthouse but a small one. a beacon more or less.
climb to the top, and sit and drink. part of me says,take of your headphones and listen to the sea, but the other part that i agree with tells me the sound is already in my heart,so i make the sounds in my mind as i see them, and see the waves crash below me on the rocks. the glissening sea to one side,the shores of fano to the other.bottle at my side,peace in my heart. thank you fano for the memories. im off to venice in the a.m to meet up with our boy roberto and another crazy weekend with him im sure.

beach boredom

okay,ive finished 3 books on this trip and i have none left. its hell trying to find a bookstore with english printed books, im going crazy,i need something to do. any suggestions?
my mind is wandering and becoming bored. not much you can do alone on the beach,after your already fried,and done swimming for the day. and looking at all this hot tight italian ass is not helping. like any of them would give my white ass the time of day anyway. damn ladies come on. tourist here,only in town for a short while,does this not register in thier minds that,hey im available for a night (or two) to sweep you off your little brown feet and show you how we americans tap that ass.
okay animalistic insticts taking over here.
now i know you women must have these thoughts as well. men arent the only pigs here in humanity.i know some pretty slutty pigs,unfortunatley none of them are in italy right now.lol

italy

damn i love italy. and im in fano now. with distant relatives, not that distant actually once we hashed out the family tree over wine and great food.the best ive ever tasted. theyve given me my own farmhouse,with a garden,a view and much much more than i could ever have expected.
how do i stumble upon these wonderful adventures in life. is it luck? do you even belive in luck? what sparks the light to shine on and illuminate that right path.or the wrong paths.only time can tell. and time now is telling me that my 5euro internet session is up. more to come, ciao.