Well, a lot has happened. Long story short:
1. In January, went to Egypt. Two weeks before all hell broke loose there.
2. Was here when all hell broke loose in Tunisia. And then evacuated/vacated to Morocco for a few weeks.
3. My Physics teacher is no longer here, as he turned out to be a terrorist and told some of our school's information to terrorist groups.
4. And things are almost back to normal.
Of course, this will be what I will post about in sections. But, this is the general gist of everything.
And things are so back to normal, I'm being swamped with homework. Again.
On the brighter side, I am modeling in a school fashion show. What posessed me to actually volunteer to model is beyond me. Actually, I know exactly who convinced me, and that would be Lucy.
So, runway, be ready. And blog, get ready to be revived!!!
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Monday, September 27, 2010
Camels!
So, I apologize for not writing sooner. But anyways, the news of the week is that I will be going on a camel caravan in the Sahara for about 5 days. I'm super excited, and I shall have pictures and all sorts of fun things about my adventures. And I promise to update this a bit more often.
Sunday, September 5, 2010
When In Rome And It's Your Anniversary...
So, while we were traveling, we had a wonderfull 10 hour layover in Rome. And, it just so happened that it was my parent's anniversary. Of course, we had one or two adventures there.
For starters, the Airport in Rome is a zoo. It took us about 2 hours just to find a place to put our luggage while we had this layover so we could explore. And, they only have 3 elevators to take you up and down in one section, which was the section we started out in. After wandering around looking for a place to put our luggage, we finally found a place at the exact same spot we started out in...But we found a mini-bus/taxi that probably cost us an arm and a leg, and we were off.
So, our main attraction was the Roman Colluseum. We weren't dressed for the Vatican, and most of the old ruins are in the vicinity of the Colluseum. So, off to the Colloseum we go. We walked around there a bit. We saw the forum and a really beautiful church. After a while, we were tired and ready to eat. We were running on 3 hours of sleep, so we believed it was a break well earned. And also, we're in Italy. We have to have some Itallian food. So we walk onto a promising street with quite a few restaurants/cafes. Anyways, the restaurants would have a waiter standing outside, shouting and fighting the other waiters of other restaurants for your business. My father let my mother pick the restaurant, and she picks one that has reasonably cheap food.
This praticular restaurant is named "Coming Out", which should have been my mother's first clue. And the menu had rainbow colors on it, Clue number two. I figured it out by clue number three, when the waiter turns around and has a bedazzled black shirt that says "Coming Out" in sparkly letters. Finally, my dad casually points out that this is an extremely gay friendly restaurant. It wasn't exactly just for homosexuals, or else they wouldn't have practically fought the other restaurants for us. So, now Mom has been the end of many jokes here in Tunisia.
I apologize for not posting earlier, and I assure you, I will tell many more stories about my travels!
For starters, the Airport in Rome is a zoo. It took us about 2 hours just to find a place to put our luggage while we had this layover so we could explore. And, they only have 3 elevators to take you up and down in one section, which was the section we started out in. After wandering around looking for a place to put our luggage, we finally found a place at the exact same spot we started out in...But we found a mini-bus/taxi that probably cost us an arm and a leg, and we were off.
So, our main attraction was the Roman Colluseum. We weren't dressed for the Vatican, and most of the old ruins are in the vicinity of the Colluseum. So, off to the Colloseum we go. We walked around there a bit. We saw the forum and a really beautiful church. After a while, we were tired and ready to eat. We were running on 3 hours of sleep, so we believed it was a break well earned. And also, we're in Italy. We have to have some Itallian food. So we walk onto a promising street with quite a few restaurants/cafes. Anyways, the restaurants would have a waiter standing outside, shouting and fighting the other waiters of other restaurants for your business. My father let my mother pick the restaurant, and she picks one that has reasonably cheap food.
This praticular restaurant is named "Coming Out", which should have been my mother's first clue. And the menu had rainbow colors on it, Clue number two. I figured it out by clue number three, when the waiter turns around and has a bedazzled black shirt that says "Coming Out" in sparkly letters. Finally, my dad casually points out that this is an extremely gay friendly restaurant. It wasn't exactly just for homosexuals, or else they wouldn't have practically fought the other restaurants for us. So, now Mom has been the end of many jokes here in Tunisia.
I apologize for not posting earlier, and I assure you, I will tell many more stories about my travels!
Friday, August 6, 2010
Hello World!
So, this is just me saying hello. And introducing myself, as that is the proper thing to do when meeting someone.
On Tuesday, I begin my journey with the rest of my family as we move to Tunisia. I'll be leaving all of my friends and most of my family. But thankfully, the Internet was invented and now it's like not even leaving home!
I'll be living in Tunisia, of all places, for two years. Why North Africa, and why on earth am I moving to Tunisia, you might ask? Well, the army has an exchange program, and my dad will be working at the embassy. Whenever somebody asks me what he's doing there, I tell them the truth: I have no idea. But Tunisia is where I am going, that much is certain.
I suppose I did promise to introduce myself. Well, I am a rather young girl still in high school. I do hope that whoever is reading this doesn't think that I'm too young and too inexperienced to know what I'm talking about. The truth of the matter is, I really don't know what I'm talking about half of the time, but bluffing seems to get me out of tough spots when my parents ask for my advice. Of course, when my advice works it was their brilliant idea, and when it fails, of course it's my fault. Oh well, that's the way things work in this lovely universe I live in.
Which brings me, in no way whatsoever, to my next subject. What to bring and what not to bring when moving halfway across the globe.
Bring: Sunscreen. I'm fairly sure that I will look as red as a lobster in about 1 hour of standing outside. This comes from my natural ability to burn to a crisp, even when I put on sunscreen. I believe I can expect plenty of skin cancer when I get older, which sounds like no fun at all. But I suppose at least attempting not to burn can't hurt, can it? Though some days, I wonder why I try.....
Don't Bring: The television, or at least if it was as warped as mine. The television enjoyed making everyone look like dwarfs with freakishly large foreheads. Eventually, you get used to it. But I do believe the television has long outlived it's original 5 dollars to buy it, used of course. Though we did spend 20 to fix it. But for 25 dollars and at least 8 years with us, I think it is time we throw it out. Thankfully, my parents agreed with me on this aspect, and it now resides in the junkyard.
I suppose there are plenty of other things one should bring and shouldn't bring when moving halfway across the world, just these are the ones I thought of at the moment. I believe this covers introductions, my packing guide (however incomplete it may be) and other things of little value. And now, as I said hello world, I will have to say goodbye for just a little while. I'll write again when I have something to actually write about. Hopefully, my travels. If nothing else, I could write about the place I will soon be calling home.
On Tuesday, I begin my journey with the rest of my family as we move to Tunisia. I'll be leaving all of my friends and most of my family. But thankfully, the Internet was invented and now it's like not even leaving home!
I'll be living in Tunisia, of all places, for two years. Why North Africa, and why on earth am I moving to Tunisia, you might ask? Well, the army has an exchange program, and my dad will be working at the embassy. Whenever somebody asks me what he's doing there, I tell them the truth: I have no idea. But Tunisia is where I am going, that much is certain.
I suppose I did promise to introduce myself. Well, I am a rather young girl still in high school. I do hope that whoever is reading this doesn't think that I'm too young and too inexperienced to know what I'm talking about. The truth of the matter is, I really don't know what I'm talking about half of the time, but bluffing seems to get me out of tough spots when my parents ask for my advice. Of course, when my advice works it was their brilliant idea, and when it fails, of course it's my fault. Oh well, that's the way things work in this lovely universe I live in.
Which brings me, in no way whatsoever, to my next subject. What to bring and what not to bring when moving halfway across the globe.
Bring: Sunscreen. I'm fairly sure that I will look as red as a lobster in about 1 hour of standing outside. This comes from my natural ability to burn to a crisp, even when I put on sunscreen. I believe I can expect plenty of skin cancer when I get older, which sounds like no fun at all. But I suppose at least attempting not to burn can't hurt, can it? Though some days, I wonder why I try.....
Don't Bring: The television, or at least if it was as warped as mine. The television enjoyed making everyone look like dwarfs with freakishly large foreheads. Eventually, you get used to it. But I do believe the television has long outlived it's original 5 dollars to buy it, used of course. Though we did spend 20 to fix it. But for 25 dollars and at least 8 years with us, I think it is time we throw it out. Thankfully, my parents agreed with me on this aspect, and it now resides in the junkyard.
I suppose there are plenty of other things one should bring and shouldn't bring when moving halfway across the world, just these are the ones I thought of at the moment. I believe this covers introductions, my packing guide (however incomplete it may be) and other things of little value. And now, as I said hello world, I will have to say goodbye for just a little while. I'll write again when I have something to actually write about. Hopefully, my travels. If nothing else, I could write about the place I will soon be calling home.
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