Monday, April 30, 2012

Napoli

My brother Brian and I got to Rome on a Sunday.

Monday we woke up and our conversation went as follows:

"hey, you want to go to Naples?"

"Sure"

So we went to Naples.  

It was one of our worse train experiences of the trip, but we made it there.  And to be honest, we didn't have a lot of time there, but it was totally worth it.  We both left with some Napoli love.

Brian wore my socks (they lost his bags.  i blame myself because i frequently get my bags lost).

We got out of the metro and thought: this is legit Italy.  And then ate a pastry. 





 (props to Brian)
(props to Brian)

For dinner we ate at this random restaurant because it was basically one of the few restaurants we could find that was open.  Lots of those Napoli streets were ghost towns.  It turned out to be one of our better experiences though-not because of the food-but because of Johnny.

For most of our meal, we were the only two people in the restaurant (we would later be joined by an elderly Asian couple who probably left hating us) and Johnny was our server.  At one point, Brian and I started singing a Celine Dion song (why wouldn't we?) and Johnny kind of laughed but then he plugged his Ipod into the restaurant speakers.  We weren't sure if it was because he liked our singing so much it inspired him to do this, or if he didn't want us to sing.  He put on some random Italian jams and Brian used Shazam to find out what the song was.  We showed the results to Johnny to ask if it was the right song (Johnny didn't really speak any English so it was a game of charades) and he got really excited.  Then he brought his Ipod over so we could see what songs he had.

I was scrolling through and saw a Christmas album, so out of curiosity I clicked on it and the only song he had was "Oh Happy Day".  I started laughing, because why would he have this song?  Does he love Sister Act 2 as much as I do?  He took my laughing as a go ahead and so the next song he played on the restaurant speakers?  Oh Happy Day.

Naturally, Brian and I loved it.  We clapped, we sang, we danced. 

After that, Johnny played some Hannah Montana and High School Musical.

When we finally had to leave, it was like leaving an old friend (and a creepy dishwasher guy who kept popping up and watching us dance from the staircase).

I've missed Johnny every day since then.

Saturday, April 28, 2012

YES


I want to thank the internet for this:



I thought I had dreams before today, but now all I want is to go to Disneyland with Dwayne.


Friday, April 27, 2012

The Brains

Don't worry.  The frustrations from my previous post are good and gone and after some solid refreshing sleep time, I am no longer fearing any kind of school blunder.

I will, however, say that the combination of jet lag, and being sick, and the all-nighter has left me with a much more confused sleep schedule than ever before.  I feel like such a sloth, but a well-rested sloth at that.

Next week I'll write more Italy recaps, but until then I'd thought I throw a shout out to my brother Aaron for graduating from BYU.  He's worked really hard at making it happen and I was really glad I could be out there for his ceremony.  And unlike some of us, he's really smart and graduated with degrees (yes-more than one) that are marketable!  And he already has a job!  Who does that?!

Aaron.  That's who.




Yeah, he's pretty smart.  Well done, Aaron.  

(And can I live in your basement when I'm still making minimum wage in like 24 years? THANKS)



Thursday, April 26, 2012

Bleh

Just a couple weeks ago I was expressing my confusion as to how people turn assignments in late.

Welp, karma decided to make me eat my words as today I officially turned in my very first late assignment.

It was a combination of errors, really.  Starting with me not actually working on my essays for the last month or so.  But then I got back to England on Monday, and I was sick, and add in some jet lag and my concert to NKOTBSB, the first two days back were just not helping.

Then I pull MY FIRST ALL NIGHTER.  Minus I fell asleep for about an hour, which also probably didn't help...but maybe it did.  Because I was starting to feel all sorts of crazy.  I'm so glad I never had to do that before.  It hurts me. 

And then bam.  I go to print off my essays, and one of the printers is broken.  And then when its my turn to print it starts recalibrating, and then I run to the office and I'm 10 MINUTES LATE.  The lady is like, "yo girl so sorry girl.  its late." And THEN she asks me why I don't have any footers on my assignment.  AND THEN I WANT TO PUNCH SOMEONE IN THE FACE.  Because I had footers when the paper was up on the computer-I don't know why they didn't print. So then, to save myself from losing any more points, I had to run back to the lab and reprint and run back and finally get those papers out of my life forever. 

Here's to hoping they have some sympathy, even though I probably don't deserve it. 

(i haven't been able to sleep since, either, because i keep worrying that now i won't graduate.  which is completely ridiculous and stupid for me to think, but i'm very irrational right now)

Anyways, other than that, I'm glad to be back in England.  MINUS THE CONSTANT RAIN FOR THE LAST 24 HOURS STRAIGHT.

the end.

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

I just have to


Yes, I bought a t-shirt.


Yes, I will wear it every day until the end of time.



Yes, it was one of the best things to happen in my life thus far.



Yes, Nick Carter is officially the grossest BSB and does way too many pelvic thrusts.

Yes, Brian totally wins for being the best performer.



Yes, NKOTB still has it.


Yes, I still miss Kevin.


Yes, NKOTBSB is a dream.

(seriously guys)



Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Nick


I found this boat in Naples a few weeks ago.

Tonight, I'll find the real thing in England.


NKOTBSB.  Dreams do come true.

Monday, April 23, 2012

I'm Back!

Some of your recent thoughts/concerns that I'm making up right now: 

"Maybe Cindy died in Rome? She hasn't posted since then"

"Maybe Cindy found a lover in Rome and her priorities have changed"

"She probably decided to quit the blog...just kidding! Its the only thing she has.  I'm sure she'll be back"

It's been a whirlwind of a month, but so many good things have happened.  And I just didn't have time to write them all down on this blog!  But now I will, and hopefully you'll appreciate the stories even if they're old news.  

But mostly, big thanks to Darren for getting married and giving me a valid reason to make all of it happen.


I love everyone.

(also a warning that real blog posts might not actually start until thursday because somebody has to finish some school work...boring)

Thursday, April 5, 2012

Roma/Firenze

Roma.  Good times there:


Trevi Fountain: check.  I will be returning yet again




And Florence:


 (this was our first night there and we bonded/loved this gelateria.  our new friend simone gave us some samples and his random friend/predator mario took our picture.  it was very fun)




Firenze (aka florence) was the BOMB.  It was my first time there and I loved it.  We saw the David, we ate good foods, we made some random friends, and it was all excellent.

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

What what?!

You guys.  I'm back!

Well, kinda.  I'm back on the internets.  And that's really all that matters these days.

Also what matters:  Italy being awesome.

I'm still unsure at how I want to approach the last two weeks on this blog.  I don't know if I should do a photo journey and call it good, or share a brief itinerary of what we did, or just keep it short and sweet with random stories.  Or just say it happened and move on.

Life is so hard.

I will say that it was a good, nay, great trip.  Italy had the most perfect weather for us, we saw so much, we did so much, and we ate so much.

Now, a selection of photos to keep you interested:






This may or may not be my next hairstyle inspiration.  The selective dreadlock look is making waves in Europe...and I want it to be welcomed in America.

So these pics are from the first few days.  Brian and I got to Italy on the same day; J and J were supposed to be there as well but we all learned a valuable lesson: never fly standby.  

More to come later...