Just a quick post, while I wait for a more hospitable hour to leave the apartment here in New York. It's the first time I've flow this way over the Atlantic for a trip and I think I don't like the jet lag this way. I woke up while it was still dark, wide awake, because in Dublin it was 10 am, but here it was still dark. So now I'm waiting for the city to wake and open so I can go and shop. Yep, shop. Without a full recap, which I'll most likely get to later this week while the city sleeps, I flew thru Paris on my way back to Dublin to spend the weekend before boarding the plane to come to New York for the wedding of Brother Dan and Jenn. (not a monk, just my sibling) My suitcase decided to spend the week in Paris. Actually, the Paris baggage handlers decided my bag needed to spend the week in Paris and went on strike to ensure I didn't argue with them. I had a feeling that my bag was going to get lost, I do have the worst travel luck of any one I know (yes, Rich, still) so I packed accordingly; all the gifts and presents got carried in my bag so I can maintain my self-dubbed title of Favorite Aunt. Unfortunately, what I didn't realize I had done was to pack every single set of undies and socks in that bag. So when I went to pack for the Wedding Tour... yeah. Last minute dash thru the streets of Dublin to purchase toiletries, undies, etc... so I could board the plane. Sigh... that crap is expensive! All the more so in Dublin. And it's not like I'm buying A new bra, no... I've got to outfit myself for 2 weeks of being here and no woman is willing (well, no decent woman) to go commando for 2 weeks unless there is a desert island and George Clooney involved. And Manhattan? Hardly deserted. So instead of stocking up on lovely items from Gap as I had planned, I'm shopped out and my budget is all but shot. Which would be fine, had I managed to find shoes in Italy. But I didn't find shoes. Well, appropriate shoes anyway. (perfect Italian shoes in Dublin still perfect and still expensive) I have bad shoe karma. How do you cleanse that? Burning sage? I realized while looking in every shoe shop in Italy that 1- While I might have expensive taste, Melanie has more expensive taste and 2- I have a penchant for suede shoes. Every shoe I picked up was suede. Suede in Ireland is akin to owning a full length mink in Texas; it's just never gonna get out of the closet and if it does, you just look ridiculous. So here I am, with a new wardrobe of, what are they called, foundation garmets? and no new gorgeous Italian shoes. I did manage to find orange leather gloves though, so it wasn't a total loss. And an orange bag. Hee...
Alright, it's finally 9 am and I've got to head to Sephora now.(insert eye-rolling here) Have a nice day, I'll recap the trip later this week when I can't sleep due to jet lag. Can you call it lag when you're ahead of the time zone? How about jet advance? Jet unctuousness? Jet Surge? Whatever...
2 comments:
To cleanse you bad shoe karma, find the ugliest baby known to man kind. You know the kind that make you gag upon first site, but you can't help to turn away. Yeah, those kinds. You lie out your ass to the parents as to how cute the little tike is. And you proceed to get a giggle out of the kid. Inside you probably want to turn around and run away at the mere sight. Just stick around and follow through with this advice. I know it is a difficult task, but once the wee one so much as offers up a chuckle, you're cured! Good bye bad shoe karma. This technique is scientifically proven to work. Trust me.
I believe the Jet-ing term is "Jet ahead" or the more chic term "Jet Set". But I'm confused, if you are traveling BACK in time (away from the Prime) wouldn't that be a lag. I mean if you Left at 5pm and travel west at 1 hour of time for every degree of Longitude, wouldn't it be perpetually 5pm? If you traveled faster than that, you could reasonably arrive before you ever left.. is that right? My head hurts now.
As for Travel Luck, what would really be wild is if I showed up with your left behind bag without your planning on it. Of course that would mean that I had actually vacationed in Europe and traveled west before you landed to get to the luggage before you left and then back to make it home in time for the Daily Show...
rich
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