Connie Francis Said it Best

Sorry for the lack of updates; I have been in Philadelphia for a good number of days now.

Parties, Honey's, shopping, Hannah, Kristina, houses, Rittenhouse, etc. etc.

Be back to the valley whenever.

Rehoboth Report

Hi hello!

I'm in Delaware on another vacation. I am not even going to call these vacations anymore since I go somewhere practically every weekend. Juhs been travelin'.

Anyways, after a delicious brunch at BALASIA, my father and I headed to Delaware. He bought a new "boat" which usually consists of two pontoons with a tarp in between and a sail:

But actually now he bought a small yacht, which is really enjoyable. No splashes!

Anyways, after that we went to the boardwalk. Rehoboth used to be home to lots of scuzzy dykes, white trash, hippies, and an assortment of other undesirables that made it so much fun and has now been gentrified (and I don't mean in the fun way that hipsters do to poor ethnics in Brooklyn) into some sort of Nautica / American Eagle / Vera Bradley late spring ad campaign. I noticed this change five minutes on the boardwalk when I was quite literally shoulder checked and called a "fag" by some dude in what I can only assume was a "rugby stripe" polo, pookah shells, and a beautiful, slightly off-kilter baseball cap that shows his care-free attitude.

I wasn't even wearing tight pants or my giraffe sweater to bring on such hate!

Oh well. Later, father, Olga, and I delved into an infamous Russian beverage that we chased with pickles.

Things to look forward to: Claire and Kristina's moving-in party AND perhaps my last trip to NY for a long time. Oh also, Japan.

Dear Readers,

It's the weekend again, and you know what that means...

Time for me to travel by car, train, Bieber bus, subway, and my dad's Volkswagen van all over the Tri-State area.

This weekend's trip covers the following:

Philly, Brklyn / Mnhttn, Japanese consulate, anddd even a little stop in Delaware to visit my dad.

It's gonna be nuts! Unfortunately for you, I have no idea when I'm going to return and this week sucked as far as me updating soooo I had to do this, but I'm gonna have to give you silly scheduled posting for awhile.

Connecticut Tension and the Richest People in the World

Hello.

I am a shower, a four mile run, straight hair, and several hours and miles past my trip to the North, aka Connecticut.

Yasmin and I are currently trying to process the whole thing. We both feel a bit weird and I cannot come to a conclusion as to how I feel about the whole damn thing.

In my summary of the trip, I will try to remain neutral in my commentary so as to just give ya the facts and not skew the entire thing for you, the beloved readers.

Who: Me, Jen, Yasmin, Max, Brendan, Ans, Kurtz, and Bubba

What: A bizarre road / camping / sk8 / beach trip

Where: Connecticut

When: Friday July 11th - Sunday July 13th

How: With many arguments, pissing, moaning and some jokes.

Friday we left at a little after noon and began our journey. Stopped in Stamford to skate / sit on a bench with Jen and Yasmin and listen to some dumb girl talk to Kurtz. A memorable quote from a boy at the skatepark was "You guys see Zohan yet?" or something to that effect. We promptly left after that.

We stopped at a falafel place that was reallll decent. The girl working the counter was probably the prettiest girl I have seen in awhile. We carried on and eventually reached our campground.

It was really bizarre / trashy. We set up the tent and then just sat around. A very special 'captain' helped take the stress of the day off of me and then I went to sleep.

Others went swimming and then they were yelled at for being too loud.

The next morning we packed up and shipped out. Our next destination was the beach which was pretty much the only part of the trip I enjoyed.

Nothing like laying in the sun for hours and gettin' all sweaty and then jumping in the water!

Later, our friends befriended this bizarre kid who lived in the top of this old Victorian house and it reminded me of a squat house. He won the lottery and crashed the Cadillac that he bought with the money. He skates though.

He tried leading us to a beach but it was basically five billion miles away and we had to cross through an ethnic park filled with fishermen. We headed back to the beach where I resorted to texting and eating graham crackers.

We tried sleeping on the beach but we were kicked out so we had to traverse the beach and sleep on private property. I woke up in the middle of the night and panicked because I forgot where I was. So fun for the kids.

Also, I had to use a portapotty and it was in a huge football stadium of a parking lot at 2 a.m. and all I could think about was something 'biting me' and /or a car smashing through the disgusting box.

Today we woke up at 5 a.m. on the beach which was mad scenic, followed by diner food which was immediately followed by arguing about more skating.

In the end, I got home around noon. I ran four miles to shake off all stressors and and anger, showered, and then the entire family came over for a party.

THE END (thank goodness [just kidding, I love all my friends, but I do think everyone was angry at one point])



Now for photos:

The Great Pantyhose Peril 2008

"Hasselbeck with Child wearing a burka on a bed of pantyhose (requiem)"

I've been getting a couple of hits from people searching for the Pantyhose Controversy that took over the View recently.

Basically this is what happened:

Lizzie and co. were talking about some job required that the women wear pantyhose and everyone 'round the table thought that was absurd. Mostly Sherri and Elisabeth felt that the hose were old fashioned.

Fast-forward to the next day / maybe a few days later I donno ( I don't actually watch it EVURRYDAY ) when Babs comes back to announce that she loves and wears the p-hose todos los dias.

THE END.

Also, my mom says she feels naked if she doesn't wear them to work.

Nanners agrees.

I agree that I need to post less about my mom / nana / the View and more about my WEEKENDZ.

And speaking of weekends, I am heading out again on vacation this weekend soo you will have to deal with automated posting courtesy of Blogger's "scheduled" posting.

Lucky YOU.

Solo (or Doppio)

Today was another neat day.

I slept fantastically!

Woke up and walked around the city for a really long time all on my own.

Other kids were skating, other kids were sleeping, and then other kids were on a date at the aquarium so I opted to explore.

Saw lots of neat stuff and I should have bought souvenirs, but I did not.

Hopefully tomorrow.

Tomorrow is the last DAY since Wednesday we need to leave the apartment by 7:00 or so.

I am currently "skipping" classes only not really because I told all my professors and made up the work.

Some differences I have noticed between Spaniards and Americans:

--Mullets are completely acceptable in Spain (and not just by hipsters and white trash!)
--Shoes are really weird (yet still better than Sketchers)
--Entire aisles are dedicated to canned olives and olive oil yet there is not a bag of pretzels in sight
--You can go to the bathroom in ATM rooms (but it's probably not very acceptable)
--You cannot buy just a regular 'drip coffee' anywhere
--Falafel EVERYWHERE
--Barcelona teens know how to party
--The emphasis on bread
--The emphasis on newspaper reading
--The emphasis on staring
--The emphasis on the accent

Etc. etc.

Hopefully tomorrow will be jam packed with adventures.

Pharewell Philly, Buenos Dias Barecelona

Well tomorrow I leave very early for 11 days of well-needed vacation time in España.

Hopefully when I come back, I will have piles and piles of stories and photos to share with you.

Until then, enjoy the ultimate vacation song:

"Theme from a Summer Place" -- Percy Faith

Just click that link and follow the instructions.

See you in a week and a half!