Summer Time

Those words just bring you back to happiness. Good for me all year is summer time, for the most part. I finally was able to get the 2 weeks vacation that I wanted. So I’m going to Greece! Ugh…I can’t wait to dive into the sea and enrich myself in the culture and food. See my friends and live in pure happiness, even the though brings me to pure joy. Of course 2 weeks is short but it is something to hold me over while I work on building my coaching business and some other ventures that I am embarking on. One thing is for sure, working for someone else doesn’t work for me, unless of course I get my very important vacation time.

Why is it that American companies do not allow people to take any vacation time? It’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard of. You work the first year and if you make it we will award you 1 entire week off? What the hell is that? There is a reason why Europeans and other countries are so happy, they get a whole month! Think of how much happier people would be if they were able to be allotted more vacation time, less exhausted, and absolutely less distracted at work to get the job completed!

Since I’m on the subject of corporate America, the hours need to change. 8 hour working days unless it’s a specialty, I get that but let me explain why. Say you start at 7am like I use to, up at 4:45am to go to the gym and 5am if not, get ready drive and get to work at 7am. From 7am to 9am I use to get all my work accomplished that was pending, however MaryJo and Roxanne and crew would stroll in at 8/8:30am get there coffee, talk about their night, family, etc walk around the office gossiping and then do 30 min of work and go to lunch. Come back from lunch surf the web for another hour and do another 2 hours of work before going home! That is hardly efficient! Change it to 4-5 hour days, stagger in times for people, NO lunch, no break and people will come in and work harder, faster and better with in that short amount of time because you have less distractions and time to waste. I mean other option is save yourself the overhead and let people work from home. Set salary with a deadline.

Let’s get back to summer time, there are so many little trips I want to take in the US to visit friends but it’s become so expensive to travel from state to state last minute it’s holding me up. My thrust to see the world is and travel is an addiction. That is why I have held off on having a baby for so very long…

Day trip to the Island of Delphi, Greece

Day trip to the Island of Delphi, Greece

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Day in Dephi

Unbelievable experience

Bogota to Cali Colombia

I wish I hadn't told anyone I was going. Once I did people started to tell me how dangerous it was. Before I had landed I was already nervous and scared. I've never felt that way before. I wasnt able to truly enjoy the experience because of these pre-concieved notion of the dangers I may encounter in Colombia. Malaika and I landed in Bogota, it was 11pm at night, stepping out of the airport it felt like a fall night. Immediately I felt a disappointing feeling. I had a summer time mindset,  this isn't what I had envisioned. We came to enjoy the spas, this wasn't Malaika's typical spot. 

We woke up in the morning to a gray and gloomy day. While we were eating breakfast we both had this disappointing look on our faces and I suggested going back to the airport to fly to Cali. So we did!

We arrived in the evening but as soon as we landed it was a completely different vibe. It was warm and calming. We took a bus to the terminal and a taxi from there to the hostel. Although the taxi driver was making me nervous we made it safe. 

Sunday everything was closed but we were able to go visit the JC statue and do some site seeing which was very nice. That night we were going to go salsa dancing but as the boy left the hostel he quickly returned. His heart was beating so fast and seemed so scared. He put my hand on his chest. Said these guys started chasing him for no reason. He stayed in and I certainly wasnt going anywhere now. 

In the morning we woke up, enjoyed our coffee and headed to the square. Made our appointments for the spa and went to receive a mani and peti in the meantime. I was enjoying reading my book, enjoying the environment around me. This day I enjoyed 5 hours of spa treatments. Scrubs, full body masks, heated wraps, facial, massage..it was amazing and so relaxing. 

Malaika and I enjoyed an amazing dinner where imwe laughed and spoke about our futures. Alao planned our next trip to Colombia but in Cartagena by the ocean!

I took an "uber" to the airport at 3am. Standby, always stressful. I was headed to Europe...fingers crossed that I'd make these flights. Bound for Greece, sea, sun, and what everyone's life should contain! Complete relaxation. 

 

Middle of the book, new chapter

 Yah I did it, I quit my job. I learn from the past. I would have stayed in this job for god knows how long trying to decide what to do. Stuck having the same conversation without any change. So I took the jump. I resigned, sure I'm nervous and I need money and have plenty opportunities, it's just which one is the one I'm destined to be on? Damn it! Why is this journey seem so difficult at times. I'm young but I feel like I'm running out of time. It doesn't help that I am forever taking on a million ideas of what I want to do next. When I step back and look they all involve health, finess, inspiring others, and traveling. I want to inspire and be a living example that you dont have to feel stuck.

Why I left. I learned a ton from my most recent position as General Manager. If I am going to bust my ass it's going to be for my own damn self. Where my income depens on the hard work I put in, I don't want for a year to discuss the raise I deserve.  People are so quick to judge when they aren't in your shoes. Like Eric said it's easy to be 2 or 3. This was extremely challenging for me. I never feel the need to explain myself to people yet that was I was constantly doing, all hours of the day. It wasnt just coming in and working at night it was morning to night. I was building someone else's dream. At the end of the day I wasn't fulfilled, happy, or paid enough so it was time to go jack. Not to mention the absolute disgust of one specific persons character that shouldn't even be aloud to work in the service industry. He made my life hell, spread bad energy to employees and was fake as hell! I do appreciate the people who stood up for me and stuck by me through the journey. If it wasn't for them I would've been out long ago.

I learned a lot about myself and reaffirmed what I already knew to be true. My best advice is to get out immediately, especially if you already evaluated the situation and know it can not be rectified. Once you loose that trust you loose loyalty and then you are going through the motions with no passion. Don't be manipulated by threats, stand up for your truth, learn from your actions. There will be another journey that is meant for you.

 

Beijing...In retrospect...

Much cleanser then suspected. Stayed in a very nice part of town, clean streets, huge designer stores, made walking around an unconscious effort.

Planned many explorations in Beijing.  Visited the largest city square in the world first, Tiananmen Square. The first glance I was amazed how clean. The structures so large, different architecture from anything I had seen live.

 The flowers and arrangements were very familiar to me.  My Papa every spring would plant hundreds of the same type.  I had wondered if he had got the idea while traveling to China back in the day when he worked for Sears.

Continued to walk the square, under the pass to across to the magnificent Forbidden City, one of China's most recognizable landmarks, it was the former royal residence for five centuries.  Forbidden City was enormous. After walking through the first few residents everything started to look the same and I got pretty bored. Not that it wasn't interesting but how irragoant the Chinese were,  so many structures taking up so much space for 1 person.  Nonetheless it was a good historical lesson.

After Forbidden City we were off to Summer Palace, a massive garden and summer resort for royal members only during the imperial times, that was what was told. It wasn't much of a garden as it was a park, would be the best way to describe it. It had a man made lake and more building that looked the same as the ones built in the FC. We walked down this long outside corridor, many tourists and school children taking field trips. My little tour group stopped along the way. Cactus the tour guide had bought a cake for my birthday. She also bought candles, had my name put on the cake and sang Happy birthday.  What a truly kind gesture.  We ate the whole entire cake with chopsticks and many locals stopped to take pictures with me. The Chinese did this often because I looked so different.  Cactus said it was because I had a different, nose, eyes, hair, skin...I found it cute.

Upon returning to the hotel I thought I would nap, instead I went to get a foot massage, not as good as I wanted but was relaxing. I then decided to head out and walk around. I was exiting the hotel and the turnabout stopped, a Chinese lady on the other side looked at me and said what happened? I shrugged and kept walking. As soon as I existed a man tried to get me to ride on his rickshaw, the local taxi, which is a bike. I continued to walk and this lady came running beside me with her umbrella, it was the same freaking lady that was in the turnabout. She was speaking so fast in English it was hard to understand her. She kept asking please can we go for the next or coffee beautiful lady to practice my English? She didn't need practice,  her English was good. I kept saying no, but my curiosity manged to get the best of me and I walked with her to a tea room. She was asking so many questions it was alarming.  My conscious mind was having a conversation with me all in itself as I continued to ignore my better judgement for the experience. We sat by the window, I thought door is behind me I'll run out if things get weird. Then they were speaking in Chinese and she told me over here...I followed her to the back. I know I shouldn't have but I did. I asked why can't we sit up there? She said it's only for food...I knew that wasn't true but whatever.  We sat behind the wall in the very back and ordered tea black and green. What an invasion of privacy. Questions about family followed by the Chinese animal, good or bad, rules for the Chinese women. Everything is illegal, went into conversation about child birth laws, how they changed a few years ago. This stranger all started to tell me she wanted to get pregnant now because she wanted a daughter. She then asked if I wanted wine, I thought to myself not really. I said no, she said for the meet for the meet we cheers.  Okay,  after all I didn't want to be rude. Wine comes and I had less, it was weird.  I asked why and she put some of hers in mine. I was thinking was it was possible they put something in my wine? If I started to feel weird I'd jet for the door. I at this point told her I had to be at the hotel by 6pm. We rushed through the wine and left but not before she tried to stick me with the bill. I wasn't having it and I told her we are gonna split. I'mpretty sure when she walked away she got the Chinese price. I was paying for the experience.

Threw the plastic butcher like hanging strips and out the door...RELIEF!...but then she wanted to bring me to their art showroom. We cross the street and walk into a industrial building, up the elevator and into a little room. Many beautiful paintings at this point I knew she wanted me to spend money and buy something. I looked around at all the beautiful art and graciously declined.  We left because part of the plan was to sing karaoke. She rented us bicycles and we road through the streets. I followed her but I knew where I was, just blocks from where I was staying. We started to head down an alley.  A little bit creepy but we arrived safely to this "bar". We walk in up the stairs, we are the only ones there, through a doorway that was about 5". Here we are karaoke time. We pick song, Last Christmas, Brown Eyed Girl, Happy birthday in Chinese and a few others, 2 mics, 1 bottle of wine and we are off to the races. It was horrifying but hilarious and quite an experience. After we finished I headed back to the hotel. It was dinner time and everyone kept saying the peking duck was a must. I found a place to eat that was recommended off the beatin path. It was bad but not great. Chinese food is definitely not part of my pallet. Tried some veggie dishes and rice too, washed it down with Chinese beer...

Next day, the first stop is the Mutianyu Great Wall, a comparatively less tourist-trodden part of the 1,400-year-old fortification system. This is what I've been waiting for. It was a beautiful sunny day, which I had come to realize that I was extremely lucky to experience such nice weather. Its usually cloudy and misty.  I didn't understand how amazing the feeling would be until I actually got on the wall.

I had chosen an open chair up, and toboggan slide down.  The scenery up was an amazing panoramic of the mountainous range surrounding the wall. The wall was non stopped as far as I could see. It was magnificent. I Had approximately 2 hours to climb the wall. Once I jumped off the chair onto the wall I was in absolute awe. I couldn't take enough pictures. There were parts of the wall that were so steap.  I covered as much ground as I possibly could. Looking on the outside, up top of the look out towers maximizing all the time I had. On the way back to downtown, I had a beer to soak it all in and proceeded to the tabagen slide to go back down the mountain. What a sight to see.

On the ride back the tour guide showed the group the Bird's Nest and Water Cube. Took a quick ride on a rickshaw for a Hutong Tour through the most characteristic, maze-like neighborhood. Back to the hotel after the trip. It's one of the mosymt sought out neighborhoods but it looked so cluttered and poor. It was very claustrophobic like.

Day 6, today started with a visit to the Temple of Heaven, where emperors of Ming and Qing Dynasties performed ceremonies and rituals to pray for good harvest and blessing on the country. That's why all the roof tops were blue to match the sky.  I didn't care so much for the temple as I did the people watching.  Elderly people out playing poker, hacky sack, and laying out classified ads of there children to match with other parents.  This was astonishing to me, but it's very normal in there culture.  There is so much pressure to marry and have children by 30, if you don't they think there is something wrong with you. Even when they ask me do you have kids? After I respond no the huh in disappointment. I quickly call them out on their judgement and Cactus laughs but still there is the presumption there's something wrong with me.

Before heading to the high speed train to Xi'an, I visited a real tea house. It was a wonderful explanation of the tea, how they prepare it, drink it, and what it's used for. So lovely I had to buy some after all the pre pre man came free with puchase!

Now I'm sitting here on the speed rail train to Xi’an, which takes approximately 5 hours, at about 300km/h. I am surprised at how many city buildings there are but also there is so much countryside as well. China is enormous!



 

Temple of Heaven 

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Should I start writing now?

I'm at a loss of mental thoughts. I'm packed ready to go to the airport, leaving in exactly 1 hour.  Next stop Beijing. I've been up since 10:45pm last night, current time 8:29am May 1st.  Jetlag is taking over for sure. Yesterday I spent the whole day sightseeing. I find the bamboo scaffolding quite amazing! The whole entire Panasonic building was covered in it!

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Bamboo scaffolding- Hong Kong

From a distance it looks like a bunch of toothpicks that could come tumbling down at any second. That was near the end of my day.

In the beginning I took a bus to Victoria's Peak. A trolley takes you up the mountain. It was a bit overcast but still beautiful. I walked around for a while, trying not to rush the experience. It was equally mixed with locals and tourist. 

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she takes multiple pictures and he posses until she was happy!

View from Victoria's Peak

View from Victoria's Peak

The most fascinating is the structures and structures that guard entrances.

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Although many things are in English, there are still things that I wish I could read to understand the history. 

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So I left there and went to Aberdeen Fish Market, the biggest & longest whole fish market in HK. This was my favorite of the day. Back on the water, I took the little boat ride around the water. No pictures of the driver, they feel it takes their soul. I had a friend like that, now I know where she stole that from. She was well traveled. This was an absolute picture of the rich and very poor. Boats were scattered everywhere. Many house boats which looked in shambles but very nice boats attached.

 

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House Boat and Boat

My favorite is the women standing in her boat. Waiting to catch fish I think.  

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When I arrived here it really sank in that I was in a different place.

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Amazing seafood!

I then went to Stanley's Market Place. Bad move on my part. I don't like this stuff.

 

It reminds me of garage sales on Sundays after church with our parents. When all we wanted was to go ride bikes! Anyway, I saw a little white girl sitting outside the restaurant begging. It was amusing to me, everyone just passing by, paying no attention.  I did the same, I was a little annoyed to be honest. I wanted to pick her up and tell her to stop.  Shame on her parents.  I bought an apple and walnuts from the little market and took off back in the direction of my hotel. 

I jumped off the bus when we were in the vicinity where I could walk. I already stand out so I listened to directions in my ear to pay attention. People have no structure. Everyone just walking everywhere. This man was going through everyone like a little shark. He had his hands together, fingers pointing forward cutting through the people . Couple time I passed people while stepping onto the street but I was a little nervous I might get hit, I was cautious.  I witnessed a truck scrap by a range, literally scrap its rear lights out. He was frustrated. Cant even get mad...a place like this its bound to happen.

I finally reached my hotel. I put my phone on the charger, got ready to workout. I then woke up FUCK its 10:30pm. I fell asleep at 5:30pm..jetlag. Well I worked out, showered ate ar 6:30am, workout again and left for the airport.  I visited the AmEx lounge here ... boarding now. Hopefully I can be more interesting soon. Oh I did jump on couchsurfing to see what travelers I can connect with possibly.  My birthday is tomorrow 37..yes mammmmmmm

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McDonalds..yuck

Next Stop...Hong Kong

The must anticipated trip is finally here! After a few years of speaking of this trip, it is finally happening. I must admit I am a little nervous, mainly because I'm traveling into the unknown. Facing my fears again of needed help and asking for directions, empowered to take this journey alone and re-center my own being. Excited to accomplish what I set out to do and get away from life's norm.

My layover was in Chicago...always feels like home and a nice place of comfort to be for a few hours. 

Time to sit back, relax and enjoy the journey. 

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All my luggage

Love on the Brain

Love on the brain, but where does it start? When is that spark created? Do they perceive it, or is it one-sided? Do you go all in or hold back?

Do you often wonder why some people simply like each other and others have a magnetic force field around them! You know what I mean, I've liked guys in my lifetime, had great relationships too but a couple of them where that unstoppable, all in, can't get enough love. 

What is it about love that is so scary? The vulerbility that you allow to happen, rejection, feelings not being reciprocated? The true fact that eventually it will all go bad? I pick D. All of the above. I have lived my life loving and holding back love. Very few times in my life have I felt an ultimate connection with someone. If you have felt it, you know exactly what I'm talking about. In fact, as you're reading this you're reliving it, that ultimate high! That slap you in your face, force field drawing you in...LOVE! That pit in your stomach for days on end wondering why. When it happens it's unexplainable. Some of us ride the wave, try and make it last as long as possible, some self-destruct to save time on heart ache and I guess others get lucky and experience it for a lifetime. 

Obviously, it's never going to be perfect, mistakes will happen, regret will occur. If it is true love, forgiveness will happen and that feeling never leaves, disappears at times, sure. If I learned anything in my education on life, anything you want bad enough requires work, trust, understanding and communication. 

We are individuals for that reason. You can not control someone and mold them to be who you want. You fell in love with them for who they are, not who you wanted. Stop trying to make them be who they are not. The world will try and intervene, doubt will occur and social media exists BUT know who you are and be that person. Yes jealousy may knock at the door, I guess if it didn't you may not care. Understand though why it's occurring and make rational decisions. The best advice I can give in those moments is breath, stay calm, understand, discuss later. I learn for my mistakes.

The last thing I want to say is when it's over, don't hold on to something that is no longer there. As bad as you want it to come alive again, it will never be the same, especially when the other person tells you it's over. This is when you need to put your focus into something else. Respect yourself. Love that it  happened, enjoy the memories and close the chapter. So you can be open if it occurs again hoping the same mistakes don't happen.

Enough.. is it really enough...

The funny thing about change is that it is usually triggered by an event or person.  Let's be real, most of the time a person.  When the heart feels threatened the mind motivates her to fight harder.  Especially for the things you've been putting off and have been complacent with, so yes please, wake the beast.

This is exactly what I need.  I moved with great intentions of working out, getting that body I have always wanted and then the Jameson took over.  Oh Jameson, I do love you, it wasn't just Jameson. Jameson had friends, such as, mezcal, and clubs, and tequila entered back into my life.  The hole was getting deeper and deeper and I continued trying to justify it with smiles and laughter, but on the inside my light was becoming darker and darker.  sleeping until 11am, being angry with myself for not going out and enjoying the beautiful ocean that is now my neighbor.

Of course I wasn't blaming anyone but myself but I also wasn't stopping. I'd stop and start cleansing as if I was sitting in Chicago traffic.  All the while maintaining jokes and laughter about the 'fun' I was having.  My reflection in the mirror wasn't being stared back at, not even the slightest. I mean I really wasn't even looking at myself!  You ever realize how many times in a day you actually take the time to look at yourself in the mirror, your eyes staring at your own soul, through your own eyes.  I use to do it and thought it was funny, but now I don't do it at all.

So anyway....

Losing myself in this lifestyle and acting ways that I really disagreed with.  In fact, the next day I would wake recalling my ways of the 5 hours before, realizing though that I couldn't take back the actions that had happened the night so recently.  Saying I'm sorry and I don't ever do that became to familiar.  Don't get me wrong I wasn't torturing myself or others but I have just behaved in ways that are not like the 'real me'.

I called one of my best friends and said I have to slow down on drinking!  His reply "mmmmhmmmm"  The funny thing is that my best friends know me so well that, they would hint at my ways of being but no one was telling me to stop or slow down.  I guess hitting your own wall is necessary in taking the action it requires to bring on the change.

I am ready for the change.

Why, I left!

The world is in a major shift, what we know  .. as we know it, is fading away. The idea in our minds, school, college, job, will soon be gone.

 "How things should be" doesn't mean that is the way that it is. We as a whole need to start thinking for ourselves, making money for ourselves, and standing up for ourselves! Start looking at the world in a different View. Ahhhh "Corporate America" is phasing itself out.  Business are trying to move yoi toeard that slowly...get ahead of tbe curve! Open your eyes to cahnge! For god sakes we have cars that can drive themselves now, Andrew Bird is starting to utilize that function. You may think it's cool but they're actually warning you that the world is taking on a major change. Any movie that was futuristic these things are  already very possible to do. Beyond the government...they are just putting the idea in your mind so time by time if you will not be completely shocked and resist it but accept it. If you cannot think for yourself, find ways to make money independently then you're the one that's going to be left behind. We are conditioned as children to always do with somebody else tells us to do, our parents, teachers, elders, bosses and then we go through a life with no meaning working a job that does not have any concerns about you. Wake up and realize we are a different country now.

Travel at every chance

As I stand in line to check out at my hotel in Panama I'm both thankful and grateful for the past year. I've grown, I've learned, I've understood myself a little bit more, to realize what's important in my life and what I want. Although that might sound selfish to some, at the end of what will be my life I will look back and know that the chances I took and the decisions that I've made or 100%  how I felt and what I wanted at that moment, carpe diem!

I want the opportunity  to experience everything and everyone  and if that means sacrificing  certain things... I'm okay with that . The choice, however, is not always easy to make. You sacrifice, and have to make decisions that are hard for not only you but other people. You almost always look within and stay true to who you are and what you want out if life. We all know that you only get one chance around this amazing ride of a roller coaster. And what was normal twenty, thirty years ago may not be normal anymore. We don't have to get married, and have children, and family, let your future be unknown! That is okay.

Excuse me is that seat taken?

Okay, ladies and gentlemen, I get it!!! We all want nice things.  We work hard right?  We like to reward ourselves with materialistic value.  It makes us feel better?  Or does it make you feel like you hold some sort of status in the public eye?   Is it ourselves we are satisfying or is it others we are seeking approval and or acceptance from?  I love the finer things in life, don't get me wrong, but the value of an object doesn't make my status as a person more significant!

It's your money so spend it as you feel, but I just have to say buy things that you like and want.  Not stuff that you think classify you as "better".

Im going to talk about this subject and it is the way I feel, I see many many examples of this all the time and it drives me out of my mind!  Ladies becuase you own purses that have a designer lables doesn't make you unique.  The purse isn't a person, it's not okay to give it a chair or take up bar space acting like a dividing wall.  Most likey 3 out of 5 women have the same bag...ladies you know who you are.  Be unique start your own trend, look for bags that no one else have.  I mean with what you spend on that bag most likely you can buy a roundtrip ticket to Italy and hotel for the weekend and go design your own.

When I see women walking around with the shoes and purses, still remain unhappy, my suggestion to you is next time take that money and buy yourself a trip and see what the world has to offer you!

Guys I'm talking about you too with your wallets, cars, shoes, and watches...the same applies.

What has media made us into?  We need to open our eyes and start understanding the world around us. 

Direction it changes

In life we set out on a path, but before that path is ever our own there are many loved ones trying to pave the way for us.  For many different reasons, not to repeat their mistakes, trying to live through us, teach us life faster then they learned.  Everyone who cares puts in their two cents on what they think is best for us.  I get it I really do, I've done it to my little sister Mandie, and then I realized we all have our own life, our own future and our own story. 

Walking around the room in moms heels. putting on her lipstick.  Dancing around on daddys feet and helping him on every project. Helping grandma in the kitchen and Papa in the yard...I was a part of their stories and they are a part of mine.  In the end we all create our own.  They way we choose to live and fulfill our dreams and goals is to be determined on a day by day basis or maybe even hour by hour. 

As a teenager I had my fair share of disappoint with life.  Made plenty of mistakes and learned as I went along the way.  Some mistakes I repeated a couple times, until I decided I was done.  I thought I'd be 23 married, kids...and 23 came and went.  I've always wanted kids but now on the edge of the ledge of 34 I'm feeling like I don't have enough time.  There are so many things I want to do, places I want to see, and experiences I want to happen.  It's still there, the thought, but so is the rest of the world.

 oh and then there is that word commitment. I feel I was committed to everyones life but mine until I was in my late 20's.  Now I'm committed to mine and I want to be selfish...there is nothing wrong with that only that society tries to convice us it's not the norm.  So here I am telling you and convincing myself of what I already know to be true.  That I want to live wildly and free!

MINE...

"I AM MINE. BEFORE I AM EVER ANYONE ELSE'S"

This quote means a lot to me. Threw my years here on earth this is one of the most important things I've come to know is true. Staying true to you is so important.  Doing things for you and no one else first, is more important than doing what you "should" in any situation. If it's something you want to fulfill in life then its absolutely what you should do!

Make your own rules, walk outside the chalk, and live life the way it fits for you and not the masses, Remember you're an individual and not a robot.

Don't look at me and judge me for who I am, what I do. Look at yourself and determine what you want to be. If you were happy with your life you would not be judging me. You would be excited for me, understanding, happy, and loving me for who I am.

My Opinion...

I saw a video on Facebook with Obama and began to read the thread. A thread of back and forth conversation of racism, immigration, personal experiences of black and whites doing wrong toward each other and responded with the following. 

             " We shouldn't forget the history of where we've come from. The background of our bloodlines and how they came, why they came, worked for, the prejudice in which we fought hard to break and still work towards. What we must do now as a country is work together in fighting for the future of what we want it to be. Forgive those that live in the past, hear opinions and listen to ideas but fight for each other with each other, for our young but powerful country. We can be greater than what we are but we cannot continue to have opinions and no action. We cannot let the government make all the decisions and stop letting corporations have all the power.  Certainly not to sit in front of the TVs and any format of media...social media and so forth and then be upset with what's happening without trying to take action. As one people nothing will change but become worse.  We are passionate people but let's direct that passion into positive work and support one another in trying to understand everyone's situation and working toward a common goal. Only then I believe change can happen."

More over I believe a lot of racism is based on fear of not knowing or understanding one another. If we smiled at people in passing and accepted people the same as we do a puppy, and if your not an animal lover a baby, think about the difference that would make. Everyone has a background,  a story of where they came from, what they've been through and some just want to be heard or understood. So I propose to try and be compassionate, dabble outside your norms and try to make a difference within yourself. Forgive and understand. . .say hi to people passing by and smile a little more for goodness sake! If you work toward one common goal the same way you work to impress people with material  value you just might see some positive change happen.

1 Night in Paris

And we arrive. I'm here the city of love, romantic, beautiful and ready to explore. So we begin, out of the train station, Anna and I head to the subway. Thank god Anna knows the subway being here only 5 days prior I just follow. I can't tell you how much I love that she knows where she's going...that's half the battle most of the time. We arrive at our stop, get off walk up and head to the rental for the night. It's not close to the center but cheap. It's in a shady neighborhood, oh but it gets shadier. We wait in a n alley where we arrive at the address. Nothing is open, it's Sunday. I don't get it yet but there are women standing around, walking up and down the street, and men everywhere. 

We are waiting for the guy when 2 women arrive to let us in. They explain to us that the door will be locked so we must enter from the other side later. We walk thru the door and there to my right is a womenish man..maybe and we look at each other and keep walking. My mind at the moment just trying to be aware and figure out what's happening. Where we are and how I'd rather sleep in the center then stay here. I won't leave Anna but I don't have a good feeling. We walk up 6 floors of an unfinished wood spiral staircase. We walk thru a 2.5ft walk way into the room. It's tiny, about the size of a queen bed and I'm not kidding. The toliet and shower are in the same spoy. 

I connect my phone to the charger and all of a sudden I hear moaning in the room next to ours! HOLY SHIT, WE ARE IN A WHORE HOUSE!! It finally hits me! I whisper to Anna and begin to laugh. The I can't believe this is happening laugh and do we stay or go..crap! We hear more foot steps, we are getting ready to leave. We open the door and head down the stairs, another whore and man are walking up and Anna whispers go go go go go go ..I pass another 3 on the way out. So now we are walk on the street not much better. What happened to the romantic city? It's not so romantic when you see it from the real point of view, what it really is. Everything is different when you have a lot of money to stay in fancy hotels and eat at the best places. Of course one day I'll experience that too, but I will appreciate this city much for for the fact that I understand how it really is. So by foot we arrive to Nodre Damn, Anna is very excited. I'm indifferent but it's beautiful.  There's a lonnnngggg line to get in and right in the front Anna steps in. I said what are you doing we ca....she replies "why not". Okay fine, it's actually a great idea. We walk in to the Cathedral and it's breathtaking. Admiring all of it, walking, thinking, looking WOW.  We walk outside and get a view from the back, just as beautiful. We continue our walk along the river, through the streets of Paris. We stop to get an espresso and croissant and I can see in the distance the Eiffel Tower. I think to myself I'm here I'm really here I can't believe it. We take our time walking there, when we get there I see it I think it's pretty plain. I was expecting much more. But it's a whole different situation where  the lights go down. We find a local cafe close by. We sit and watch the passerbys as we are having beers, dinner and have a few more drinks. We get the check and walk back right before the lights go down. Anna wants a bottle of wine and since everything was closed we are just walking. I see the street peddlers selling beer, wine, champagne.  I offer him 5€ for the bottle. He says 10€ okay deal grab our champagne and grab a seat in the grass...Again we have to pee...in search for a public bathroom there's  nothing. We go into a cafe and ask to use the washroom, she's annoyed, only for customers.  We'll buy something I respond. She says it's downstairs and don't leave it a mess.  Why would she say that,  like we are going to throw a party. Anyway we leave an d run back to the green. The lights are sparkling we pop the champagne,  listen to the live music and relax. We walk to another spot the peddlers are still selling beers and such. He wants 5€ for 3 mini Heineken I tell him 3 for 3 but we settle at 4,50€. As they continue to come up to us I tell them you want to give me that and they do. We each got a little gift and before you know it they are all around us. Pretty girl be my girlfriend. .ok it's a sign its time to go lol..Anna and I laugh, if I'd known this would happen we wouldn't have stayed at the cafe so long.  I managed to also get a free bottle of champagne.  Right after they gave it to us we made a run for it. 

So now  we are headed back to the whore house but this time it's about 1 a.m. and we are a little tipsy. We hop on the subway, laughing the whole way about the night. We get off at our stop head down the block and get to our area.  People are starring at us but we don't care so much. We are trying to remember what entry is ours...we use the key fab and it let's us in a few long walk ways we run up and down, opening doors and running back out. We can't find it. We are still laughing but seriously have to find we we are staying...finally we find d the familar door. There's the stairway to hell...we run up and quickly open and shut the door and lock it behind us. We are drunk, we open the futon and lay down. We have to be up in a couple hours. I slept off and on, the alarm is going off, I turn it off but wake up at 6:60a.m. we are late. Anna jumps up and shouts we are late we have to go and puts on her shoes. Looses her balance. . .she is concerned I might miss my flight to London that I booked the night before. I on the other hand am laughing hysterically again. I'm not sure if I will continue to go north. It's expensive to get around and I have no set plans. I try to figure out a way to get around to see friends but nothing is working out the way I want. I also want to sit on the beach and drink so beers and chill.

We leave the place in 10 minutes, double check we have everything and out we go. The ride to the airport is 40 minutes with a transfer in between.  It's there I'm checking on my phone. We arrive at the airport. Annas terminal is not by mine. We say goodbye and safe travels. We've already exchanged information to keep in touch.

I head to the terminal, I decide I'm going to Greece. I book the ticket at the airport, it leaves in 2 hours.

Here I come sun! 🌞

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With Eze

  We wait on the platform for the train to Eze, it on the way back to Nice. Part of the French Riviera. I tell Anna I think we might be on the wrong side but we stay we we are because the monitor says A.  We board the train coming from Monte Carlo, we sit down and i still have the same feeling that we're going the wrong way. The conductor comes to check our ticket.   Looks at the ticket and looks at us. "Where you trying to go." We look at each other then at him,  "Nice".  He says, "We are going to Italy." The people sitting around us are looking, smiling. I look at Anna and burst into laughter to the point of crying. Or Italy...I couldn't control myself I thought it was so funny. So he instructions to get off at the next stop go under the subway and get on going the other way. Then he tells us next time to be more careful. We're just laughing and I don't know if it's because it was that funny or we were embarrassed  just because it didn't matter.  Regardless we get on to the next stop and head to Eze.

So we get off the stop it please and we start a walk nana has her math on her phone and tells me this way. But I'm still unsure of why we are there, I forget this is where the castle is. The one we are looking at this morning at breakfast . So now it's hot, suns beaming on us and we're walking up hill. I'm thinking to myself the last thing I wanna do is walk through another town. So I continue to ask Anna why are we here? What's here that we need to see? She's just not saying anything, she's probably annoyed I'm still talking😁. She doesn't understand what I'm saying so we continue to walk. We get to a gate but it's licked, and then we see on the ground in whute spray paint, "Eze" with an arrow. It's a very steep hill,  she says "the castle on Wikipedia that's were we go, it's 40 minute hike, okay?"   I am instantly excited.

It's a rocky trail up, steep but I love it. It's a workout and an adventure. We don't talk except to ask if each other are okay. We are sweating. They're are area hills really mountains. The pathway is along the edge, I look up often to admire the view of the ocean below us. Everything look so small.is like am looking at a post card.  We are near the top,  it's been 40 minutes. I smell garlic almost like a sauce. We look of our shirts during the walk, it's hot. All of a sudden we are there. We walk on to a street of very fancy cars and people. Ifeel like I just stepped into rodeo drive...

Eze back down

We are there Chateau De La Chevra D Or, a beauty. A very well kept castle at the top of the mountain. It's small walk ways are pristine and the shops and restaurants built within the castle are small but busy. We walk through looking to reach the top so we can see the panoramic views of the coastline. It's like a maze but we find a way to the top and we paid the 6€ to see the well maintained cactus garden, walkways and an unbelievable view. I stopped at the edge and just admire everything below me. All the beauty surrounding me and all the other people around me. We sit up there for about 15-20 minutes. I take pictures of lovers kissing, girls taking selfies, and little kids playing. It was definitely worth the hike.

We are thinking to maybe get something to eat or drink but we don't we head back down the mountain. We are walking down for about 20 minutes and we start hearing a bagpipe, we look at each other and wonder where it's coming from. Echoing through the mountain tops, weak stumble upon a man and his wife. He's Italian I believe and she's taking pictures of him playing the bagpipe. We stopped for a couple minutes admire his talent take a video and continue walking. We finally reached the bottom in the quarter of the time that it took us to get up there. We sit by the train and wait for the next one, it's about a 20 minute wait. But we're not in a hurry except for the fact that we're starving. However the Italian made us dinner pasta with tuna and a salad. So we know that's waiting for us when we get home.

We get on the train and we get back to the apartment. I prepared the dinner and set the table while Anna showers. I'm so hungry I'm just going to wait to eat and then shower the food was good.

After I shower I go online searching for a train at its cheapest price to Paris. Everything is pretty expensive so I'm starting to get anxious. I continue to look and find a train that leaves at 7 in the morning which is one hour before Anna. I booked it though and since she already has a place we had planned to stay there together.

Now that the jobs are done we head out to her last night in Nice. It's a holiday so everybody's swarms the streets. The DJ's and bands are setting up and we walk up and down the strip just admiring everything. My favorite part is that we are by the sea, that's always my favorite part. The fireworks start at 9:30 p.m. so we sit down at a Cafe Bar next to the water. We have a couple beers and watch the firework show which is amazing. I also I'm watching all the people very interesting to see so many different people walking around on their holiday trips, speaking many different languages and I was trying to blend in.

After the fireworks show we get up and we start going towards the DJ and dancing in the street that was a lot of fun. Because it's so crowded we will walk down one of the little narrow streets and find the in old rustic bar in order to Jack Daniels on the rocks. The Italian is working so we're waiting for him to get off to see what we'll do but in the meantime we continue to drink talk and have fun. It's about 11 p.m. and we head to the West End Hotel where the Italian works. He brings us two glasses of wine and asked us how our day was, how the food was, and but we saw. He also begins to tell me what we will do tomorrow. Event let him know that I will be leaving in the morning with Anna tomorrow. He's not very happy, he's upset, and starts repeating I'm very very sad. It will not change your life, just stay just stay. But I want to leave. It's almost uncomfortable at this point. So we wait for him to finish and stay for another 45 minutes drinking and talking. And then I go by the street to wait for the Italians get off of work and a French man passes by and say something to me in French. I look at a non say I'm not sure what he said but it sounded good. We begin to laugh and the French man stands on the side of the road waiting for me to come over. I turn around and look at Anna to ignore him but he's still standing there waving putting his hands in the air it was quite funny. We begin to walk away and I looked behind me and he's throwing his hands in the air and we are both laughing.

 Anna and I have formed a friendship being today all day together and tomorrow we will meet up in Paris. We have a good time together the more we drink the more we talk. We head back to the Italians with sandwiches two bottles of wine. And he's trying to convince me to stay still at this point, I just want to take my bag and go to the train station. It's about 3 a.m., I lay down for a couple hours and 6:15a.m. comes pretty quickly. I'm completely ready to go. I jump u do all the necessary things to get ready throw on my backpack and head out the door. But of course the Italian follows me and brings me the train station make sure I get on the train safely. I can't wait until I'm on the train. He asks me to promise I'll come back and all that sort of stuff. I say goodbye and go find my seat on the train. 

I love being on the train you get to see so many different cities and the outlay from the window. Also it was really nice because half way there it was by the sea. I stay up for a while but eventually fall asleep, really cold on the train my feet are freezing. When I wake up there's about an hour to go and I just sit looking out the window. Big difference from Nice it's cloudy and it looks kind of chilly. 

I finally arrived to the station in Paris and get off the train. I will still need to wait for Anna its about a 45 minute wait. So I grabbed a Starbucks coffee and search the web for a little bit in the station. Its very very very busy station. I have to use the washroom and again I'm on the search for the W.C.,  I finally find one and there's a big long line and I have to pay ,80€...it's so crazy to me. At this point Anna is arriving and I go and meet her. 

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Okay break...what are you searching for? Are you happy? You can change your situation if your not even if you think you can't. ..kids, scared, etc.

What will bring meaning to your life? 

I often have this conversation at work. I see a lot of situation and gear a lot of stories and give lots of advice... 

Ladies what is it that makes us happy? If you think its shoes, designer bags, clothes,  fancy dinners your wrong...let me save you the time on searching for a sugar daddi. It's confidence, independence, and making your own money baby. So get right with yourself and the rest will follow ladies.

 

Nice Ville & Monaco

  I think its the 16th, I know it's Saturday. One week I've been going and covered a lot. One may not think it's possible but for me it's great. I see what I want from each place, each country and if I want to explore more, I'll stay longer. I've never been big on museums so I believe I save a lot of time not visiting them. But if there is one that I want to see I will definitely see it.

Couchsurfing is definitely an experience.  You expect, because it's mostly men for them to hit on you and try to get fresh, but you need to set ground rules as soon as you see them. I assume they look at it as a hook up sight. The cool part about couchsurfing is that you could see the city from the point of view of somebody who lives in that city and not just traveling. You save a lot of money not having to spend on hostels and tours. It's a great way to enjoy the city knowing that someone else is leading the way and knowing all the spots to go.

 So back to the morning.  I place my keys on the desk say goodbye and walk out the door.  Standing outside the door is Nety with croissants. He told me we need to stop at the market to get coffee before going to his flat. We walk in and I place my things on the floor say good morning to Anna. Nety asks if i mind he takes off his shorts because hot. Sure. He's walking around in boxer briefs, I'm trying to not to stare but its a natural reaction damn it.  So I set the table and we have plain croissants, chocolate croissants, cookies, yogurt, and coffee. I haven't eaten much lately so this is a lot of food for me. But I assume that I won't eat again till the evening, we have prepared a full day, a lot of sight seeing. We finish up breakfast and Anna and I are preparing our stuff for the day. I will leave my backpack at the house since I don't have a place to stay yet for the night. If worse comes to worse I will just sleep here. But I make sure to take all my personal belongings passport, money everything that's important with me. You never know... besides I'm already a little cautious since the italian is begging me to stay tomorrow to spend the day together. Wants to take me to Italy and all these other places. I tell him ok but, I don't feel is a good idea to stay.

We walk outside and it's a cloudy day not too hot which is nice since we'll be walking a lot today. We go to the train station and we purchase our tickets to go to Monaco. Nety is there to help us with the tickets and sees us off on the train.

Anna and I are on the train it's packed but we're headed to Monte Carlo, Monaco. We will then stop in Eze before going back. We saw on Wikipedia a castle there that we want to see, it looks beautiful. She is very prepared. Maps, gps, always researching all the different routes and ways to go for the day. I decided that I'm just going to follow since I usually just wing it. But it's nice to have someone that's organized like she is.

On the train its funny people know that were not locals and we get interesting stairs and looks. But they don't just look and look away. They stare you up and down for 3 minutes. Then when they look at my face I just stare them down with my eyes and they look away.  So what your not going to acknowledge me after you rape me with your eyes, mean and women it makes no difference. Not exactly sure what they're always staring at. The style that people wear, the way they look, I wonder what goes through their heads. I mean we are all human beings we're not that much different. Yes we are from different countries. We speak different language but that doesn't make us that different. I mean why can't they smile,  say hi try to understand what you're doing. Instead they look at us like we're aliens. But it's not just us to do it to everybody I watch them stare at everybody, every country I am in... it might just be a thing here and I don't understand it because when people stare back home we lla assume there's  a problem. So maybe I need to adjust my thinking.

About 10 minutes goes by and we've arrived. It's spectacular. It's a scene out of a movie, we walk down towards the port. The train station is in the mountain, seeing a little bit of the city at a time. My eyes are not sure what to look at first,  the sea, boats, people, fashion, cars, architecture. ..I am trying to take it all in. 

We are walking 5 minutes and I've seen about a dozen cars Bentley,  Mercedes, Ferrari, all women drivers and the man is in the passenger seat. This is my type of place!

We walk up and down the port, through the city, to the center then down to sea through the to the japanese garden. Admiring all the fancy people know the fancy shops. We are just walking..we decide to go for a swim so we stop by the beach, under our clothes our bathing suits. So Anna goes first comes out, not warm but it's not cold and then my turn in I go in. I'm floating on my back. just turning in circles looking at all the surroundings around me. It's amazing to take it all in. We stay there for about an hour amazing get dressed in the sidewalk back to the train station. Now we will begin our journey to Eze.

3 Dudes and me

So there I am, sharing a room with 3 guys. Once like when I was in Milano with the 3 Germans, but that's for another time. So I walk in, say hello to the only guy there. He introduces himself. He's from Australia but lives in London as an accountant. He's traveling alone on his holiday. He thinks his job is boring...I tell him a story about when I was in college, I was a finance major and hated it. I was in my futures and options class taking a test., I thought to myself what am I doing I hate this. I wrote at the top of the test, " don't bother grading this test. I'm dropping your class." Changed my major to IS and the was that.

Anyway I change, get ready for bed, pull out my cage put my personal belongings in there and lock it up. Then next boy comes in. He young, full if energy. I'm sitting by the door because that's where the only charger is, the only one! He talking and talking. I say hey dude you took my bed. Didn't you see there was no towel? Nope he sure didn't. He offered it back but I just wanted to give him a hard time. The first guy asked me "why you traveling alone?" I asked him the same question back. "I like to do what I want when I want." I responded apparently so did he. Well at this point I climb up to the top bunk. The air conditioner is right  at my head so I turn around. It's seconds before I pass out.

In the middle of the night the 3rd guy comes in. Stumbles around a bit and falls alseep. I watch him with eyes slightly open.  

About 7am I wake up to pee but I'm so tired I'm fall back to sleep. I don't have to be ready to met Anna until 10 for Monaco. It's 9:40 am and Nety has been texting me since 8:30am. I put my phone down and check to see if there are any available rooms for the night. It's a holiday and Nice is full of people. Nope. Nodda. I get up but the guys are are already using the bathroom. It's just 1 for the 4 of us. I have to check out by 10am. I just want to brush my teeth. This guy is taking forever...so I change while I'm waiting. 1 guy left and the other was on his phone. I pack my things and 20 minutes later the bathroom is finally available. 

I throw water on my face, brush my teeth grab my bag throw it I on my back. Tell the guys safe travels and out the door and down the stairs I go. I drop off my key at the front desk walk out the door and Nety is waiting there for me with crosants.  We stop for coffee at the market and head to his house.