Utah – travel to the orange lands Part 2

Continued form here   So once we got to the Arches National Park (for free, ha ha ha), it was like driving through a different planet. It was all rocks and mountains, and mountain rocks. No arches though. The first view was saw was pretty damn magnificent and probably my favorite of the whole place. So there. Then we drove through the park, stopped here, and stopped there, and still no arches. So then we wiped out a map because this was getting ridiculous, you don’t call a place Arches and have no actual arches. That’s like false advertising. And...

New Orleans – jambalaya, and all that jazz

This past weekend, I happened to be visiting New Orleans for a few days. And here’s how that went. I was driven from the airport to my place of stay by a taxi driver. Attention – a happy taxi driver. My flight was delayed by two hours, and I arrived at 1 am, and this taxi driver was just so upbeat and alive. Right away he told me how awesome their city is, that rents are cheap, work is plentiful, people are awesome, nightlife is crazy and fun, and he’s going to live forever. This last piece I added in...

How I fell in love with hummus (not really) or why travel to Israel Final

Continued from here and here It’s been challenging for me to finish writing the series on Israel because I have told ‘about my trip’ to at least five different sets of people by now, and I’ve sort of had it. But not your fault and I bet you’re dying to know what else happened. So you be my honorable, sixth, and final set of people. Here we go Day 6 This day was the New Year’s Eve and we set off on a trip to some rental houses we, well, rented in the Northern part of Israel. When I made...

How I fell in love with hummus (not really) or why travel to Israel 2

Continued from here Day 3   Slept in late again. This time arguably because of the time difference. By the way, time difference is a son of a bitch. Just throwing it out there. It’s real and you will feel it. Especially once you need to go back to work again. It will hunt you with a vengeance.   Anyhow, this day we went to the Carmel Market. Which is pretty much exactly what you’d expect a market to look like. A noticeable difference were stands with zillion spices.  We didn’t stop nor buy anything, but at some point I...

How I fell in love with hummus (not really) or why travel to Israel

So, I’m back from vacation. In case you missed the part where I said I was going away, that’s what happened. And in case you noticed lack of new posts and missed me, I missed you too my dearest dear. In case you didn’t miss me, fuck you.   I was away in Israel. And the reaction I got from a lot of people was ‘Really? Why?’ Because it’s one of the few places that don’t officially celebrate Christmas and New Year’s. And because it’s in the Middle East where bombs fly and people get murdered. And because it’s the...

Bloody Bay, zombies, and the beauty of pregnancy

So in anticipation of my coming vacation, all I can talk about is, well, vacation. Remember that I have a sister, she’s pregnant, and she just came back from Jamaica. She was nice enough to share her experiences. I sort of demanded them out of her specifically for this blog. So, you’re welcome   Here we go.   Last day of vacation in Jamaica. As usual, there’s that feeling: I wish we had just one more day… This time though the feeling is also mixed with something new, something I’ve never experienced before [severe diarrhea?]. The anticipation of a miracle of new...

And then life happened. Not really. More like Bahamas did.

How do you beat a story about Italy? With a story about Bahamas. That’s how. As I’ll be telling you about my yet another vacation, that actually happened some years back, but was awesome regardless. Why you might ask? Mostly not to think about the audit request currently laying on my work desk, but also for entertainment purposes to you, people. But mostly to avoid that audit. I’ll get to it. I promise. Eventually.   Anyhow, so to the Bahamas I went with a mad captain and a collection of 7 other slightly lunatic people because how else do you...

Happy and covered in blisters, or don’t wear new shoes to Italy

As promised, vacation chronicles. This is going to be a rather long post, so take breaks or something. Itinerary: Rome, Venice, Milan (with slight alteration towards the end, stay tuned.)   Rome Day 1 Right off the bet the trip didn’t start off that well. Because I arrived to Rome scoring a sad panda look (for non-make up wearing people it’s when your mascara does dark circles around your eyes). This was all because I decided to wear one of them eyeshade masks on the plane, thinking I’ll look cool. The joke was on me, as I went through passport...