Pics from a recent trip.
4:43 AM, THE NETHERLANDS: Hanging out in this tiny hotel lobby with a sleepy eyed clerk at the desk. Drinking a 7-up, and eating Paprika flavored Lays and a candy bar named Lion. I just can’t sleep anymore tonight because of the time change. That ✈️ lag got me like…
Despite the junk I’m eating right now, I can’t begin to tell you how utterly amazing the food is here. It is beyond any comprehension of fresh you can imagine. Today I went to the “Marqdt” (grocery store) to buy stuff for a bed picnic this rainy evening.
It was a small urban type store (all of them are) and the food selection and freshness left us with dazzled moon glow eyes. I stopped at a Fromagerie (cheese shop) who made me a gorgeous sandwiche, and a bakers’ shop on the way back to the hotel. The baker’s assistant wanted to kill me because I wanted one of everything (no, seriously-one of everything.)
Needless to say I had a veritable feast sitting in bed watching King of Queens in incomprehensible Dutch (hilarious) while the rain dribbles down on the streets outside. The hotel room is ground level, facing the street and a canal just past it. This is both a blessing and curse. It’s convenient because I am able to pop outside quickly but the Dutch like to sing, and since the preferred mode of travel here bicycle, they tend to blithely pedal past all hours of the wee morning singing at top volume.
So far, Amsterdam is as quaint, charming and thoroughly European an one could imagine in their head. Crooked streets. Mind-blowing food. Just happy people everywhere you look zipping about their lives quite merrily.
I am ready to move here.
Traveled across the world including Europe and Asia.
Lived in London, Tokyo, Miami, LA.
I had never been to New York City until this year and I went twice. Incomparable. Well….maybe a little comparable. Tokyo is also a vertical city. The food was also amazing there. Lots of people everywhere, which is important to my soul.
NYC though…. The food. That park. Those boroughs. My first trip I had 3 days. When asked what sightseeing and tourist things I wanted to do, I was having none of it. The only thing I wanted to do was get to all five boroughs and eat the local food from that area. Goal accomplished! It was legendary!
#heartexplosion #foodieinparadise #queens #manhatten #bronx #brooklyn #statenisland
My best friend was stationed in Misawa, Japan at Naval Air Station for 4 years. Every so often I would send him a tee shirt from the States, and passing through the uber southern state of South Carolina, I stopped at a Piggly Wiggly store to grab some things when I saw their “I’m big on the pig” tee shirt so bought one and sent it to him.
It amused me to think of him wearing this shirt in a place where Asian folks LOVE to have clothing items with English on them, and I’m sure he was the singular person in the Asia Pacific region that would be sporting this baby out.
One night he wore the shirt out to Izakaya. Going out to Izakaya means going to the bar with friends to drink and socialize.
Most Japanese can speak a couple of words at English, and some are fairly decent at it, but virtually all of them struggle with the sound of the letter “R” which ends of being pronounced with the sound of the letter “L.”
By the end of the night, my buddy’s new Japanese friends couldn’t remember his name so they just called him, “Piggly Wiggly-san,” but they would pronounce it, “Piggry Wiggry-san.”
That amuses me to no end for no particular reason.
It’s the little things in life.
Piggy Wiggry-san…. Funny.