Lost & Found

•August 6, 2013 • Leave a Comment

Wow. The past year has been so insanely hectic that I lost touch with one of my true loves: writing about myself.

 

So far a year into being between NYC and LA has been good for me both physically and mentally. I think for the first few months I was still trying to figure out if this was a smart move for me but after a year I think the answer is yes. I like the fact that I can to to NYC to see my family and relax and then come back to Los Angeles to work. 

However…I see London in my future. I’m thinking that a few more years in the states will do the trick and then I’ll say

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I’m here and here I’ll stay

•June 2, 2012 • Leave a Comment

So here I am. A little over one week in and with a signed lease. This is it. It’s officially official now.

The past week has been…interesting. I split the days relaxing, looking for work and doing work for my NY companies.

The sun feels amazing and I’m already so dark (LOVE!). Oh and my nose started to peel. I don’t mind it though. The lack of humidity is probably what’s gonna make me want to stay here forever.

Now my days will be filled with…let’s see…more tanning, looking for fun work and being excited about moving into my place in a month.

L.A. I’m here!

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Keep Calm and Move West

•May 20, 2012 • 2 Comments

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Well….here it is. With much ado its about to happen. In about 55 hours I will be boarding a plan to LA with three suitcases and a whole lot of freaking out. I have a lay over in Phoenix a 9am and hope to god that they have a Fridays or something where I can sit and enjoy a beer before I land and go into a freak out induced coma. Or something like that.

I’m excited. And nervous. Ah well.

Beer, Bier and Bière!

•October 8, 2011 • Leave a Comment

The rest of Germany pretty much went like this:

Beer, sausage, beer, fries, beer, some sleep and then some more beer before heading to the airport to catch my flight to London, have a few drinks with Paul and then drunkenly catch a train to Liverpool.

After Cat left me in Cologne I stayed at the hostel where I met some really cool people. I ended up going out with them for the night and it ended back at the place with a delicious pasta meal at 5am. The people I met were really great and all knew each other from working at a hostel in Scotland. Was a nice way to end my mini tour of the Rhineland.

Cologne, Cologne…

•October 8, 2011 • 1 Comment

The first time I took a train out of Paris I was devastated. The second time I was thrilled. This time: exhausted! Luckily my train wasn’t crowded and I was able to stretch out and try to get some sleep during my three hour ride to Cologne. I didn’t know what to expect. That part of Germany had never bene on my radar before but there was no way I was going to be so close to a friend and not go over to say hello.

Now I don’t speak German. At all. AT ALL. And I cannot stand to be in a city without knowing the language but I never actually studied the language apps that I downloaded so I felt like I was screwed. Luckily I wasn’t though.

Things I noticed upon my arrival: you have to pay to use their restrooms (although some provide showers?) and they pretty much love their fast food.

After Cat and I hugged each other like school children and got over the shock of seeing each other in Germany we went to our hostel to drop off our things and went to take care of business. I did not care that it wasn’t noon yet. I was in Germany and I needed a beer. Period.

After showing me the Dom we managed to snag some seats outside of the Cölner Hofbräu Früh for some Kölsch. while watching people run. Turns out the following day, October 3rd, was “Tag der Deutschen Einheit” – Day of the German Reunification so a lot of things were going on. The sun was still shining so we sat, drank deliciously inexpensive beer, I had my first true German sausage and watched the runners all while catching up.

Cologne is such a beautiful city. We then went for a walk, took the train over to her friends place where we drank some more and I learned that the following day we were heading to Bonn for the festival. I was 4 days into my trip and all that morning drinking finally had me exhausted. Would sleep come? Please say yes. And it did for a few hours. While my friends went to some techno type club I went back to our room and finally got some sleep. Es war schön.

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Herzlich Willkommen im Tal des Rheins

•October 7, 2011 • Leave a Comment

Well not quite the valley but close enough. I couldn’t stop saying Valley of the Rhine and Deutschland in my best accents…which weren’t that great actually but fun for me.

Leaving Paris at 5:30am when I had just gotten to bed hours before was strange. It was so dark and quiet as I rolled down cobblestones streets with my suitcase. Ready for the second leg of my trip.  It was so chilly that morning and at one point I just stopped and listened. The streets were so quiet and the lights were out. I stood on the corner of Rue Sainte-Jacques in total darkness and my mind was completely cleared.

Then on I went. I arrived at Gare du Nord when the sun still hadn’t risen with an hour to look out into the streets of Paris for one last time.

Then off to Germany I went. Couldn’t wait to see Cat! As well as see what Germany was all about.

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étape par étape

•October 5, 2011 • Leave a Comment

Still heavily jet lagged but the sun was still shining bright so lunch on the champ de mars was in order.

The sun was shining, the streets were filled and there I sat. I can’t stress how great it was to be completely alone for a few days. Alone, happy and completely relaxed.

I ate while looking up at this beautiful beast during the day and it centered me. Knowing that I made it, that my plans started out well and that I had 16 more days where my only responsibility was to survive was all I needed.

I then walked to see the arc during the daylight and decided to burn off some calories and go on up. 284 steps…284 steps…Pourquoi suis-je cela? dans cette chaleur???? Insanity! But up I went.

The view was as perfect as I remembered it and I was able to get some shots as I caught my breath before going back down. What a workout that was.

The rest of the day was spent packing and just enjoying the street sounds of Paris. I went to my bar one last time and then stared out my window before going to bed. The lights of the tower went out and I was ready for my 8am train to Cologne, Germany.

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