Wednesday, June 13, 2012
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
Venus
I would like to take a minute to appreciate the universe and all the beauty that surrounds us today. Today, a day when Venus' silhouette is visible moving across the sun. Unfortunately, I don't have the proper viewing device to see it with my own eyes, but the pictures on the internet have been fascinating. This one in particular:
"Venus in transit today, telescope tracking the Sun, light in focus coming out of it's 25mm eyepiece, projected onto my hand or paper or anything really, photo of my hand with a camera. :)"
Credit goes to omenmedia. Amazing.
Credit goes to omenmedia. Amazing.
And according to a wise source, the "transit of Venus" was first used by Italian astronomer Cassini to measure the distance from the Earth to the Sun. We've come a long way, folks. And so much more mystery to unravel.
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
Tiramisu
You know that feeling when everything comes together? That moment when something clicks. The overwhelming surprise when an epiphany comes out of nowhere. Ok, I had one this week.
When I think about it, it's pretty silly actually. I was at the park with the kids and we were playing on the jungle gym. Nicky was on the monkey bars and yelled, "Tira mi su!" At first I thought, why is he talking about desserts? A second later I understood...
Tira = pull [command form from the infinitive verb Tirare]
Mi = me
Su = up
In common English, "Tiramisu" can be translated to "Pull me up" or "Pick me up." It all makes sense! A coffee flavored dessert, when you need a pick-me-up. :) Yum!
When I think about it, it's pretty silly actually. I was at the park with the kids and we were playing on the jungle gym. Nicky was on the monkey bars and yelled, "Tira mi su!" At first I thought, why is he talking about desserts? A second later I understood...
Tira = pull [command form from the infinitive verb Tirare]
Mi = me
Su = up
In common English, "Tiramisu" can be translated to "Pull me up" or "Pick me up." It all makes sense! A coffee flavored dessert, when you need a pick-me-up. :) Yum!
Monday, June 4, 2012
Memorial Day
A couple weeks ago I went to visit some of my American buddies in Vicenza. They were having a pre-memorial-day-weekend-barbecue-party, and what better excuse to head out for a visit! It was really nice to see my friends again, and I got to eat yummy American food like artichoke dip, green bean casserole, and veggie burgers-- with sriracha!! I can't wait to see them again!
That night I came back to Bergamo where there was an event happening called, "Bergamo Street Parade." I had no idea what to expect, but I was very shocked when I arrived! A long path in downtown Bergamo was blocked off, and hundreds, if not thousands, of people were in the streets. Ten trucks playing different types of music slowly drove down the path as groups of people gathered behind each truck, dancing to their hearts content. It was fun to dance in the middle of a street usually riddles with heavy city traffic. The only downside is that it ended at 11:30pm... the side effects of living in a super religious country! If you're ever in Northern Italy in May, I suggest checking this event out!
That night I came back to Bergamo where there was an event happening called, "Bergamo Street Parade." I had no idea what to expect, but I was very shocked when I arrived! A long path in downtown Bergamo was blocked off, and hundreds, if not thousands, of people were in the streets. Ten trucks playing different types of music slowly drove down the path as groups of people gathered behind each truck, dancing to their hearts content. It was fun to dance in the middle of a street usually riddles with heavy city traffic. The only downside is that it ended at 11:30pm... the side effects of living in a super religious country! If you're ever in Northern Italy in May, I suggest checking this event out!
Redeye
If you know me, you know I like my make-up. So when I saw an affordable cosmetics shop in Italy I will admit I was a little excited. I purchased some liquid eyeliner one day and finally got a chance to try it this week. Oh no... my eyes were burning! Needless to say, I won't be buying KIKO products anymore.
Monday, May 7, 2012
Kissed by Winter
April was a crazy month. Firstly, a very good friend come to visit me. We went to Milan, Rome, Vicenza and Venice and had a splendid trip. The next week I spent a weekend in Istanbul, Turkey. Despite the
torrential downpour of rain during the majority of my trip, I think Istanbul is a beautiful city and I want to go back!
And the month of April ended with a lovely trip with the Perackis' family to Norway. The last weekend of April was a four day weekend thanks to Primo Maggio (May 1st), or Labor Day, in Italy. I went with the family to visit Micha's brother, his wife and kids. We arrived Saturday morning and had delicious homemade crepes. That evening we walked to the shore and had a barbecue. The next morning we woke up early and took a ferry to Oslo. We went to the Norsk Folkemuseum, which was huge.
On Monday we took the ferry to Oslo again and walked around the town. We saw the King's house, his boat, the Oslo Opera House (incredible architecture) and some other sights in the city. I wanted to check out the Nobel Peace museum, where they had an exhibit on Afganistan, but it was closed.
torrential downpour of rain during the majority of my trip, I think Istanbul is a beautiful city and I want to go back!
And the month of April ended with a lovely trip with the Perackis' family to Norway. The last weekend of April was a four day weekend thanks to Primo Maggio (May 1st), or Labor Day, in Italy. I went with the family to visit Micha's brother, his wife and kids. We arrived Saturday morning and had delicious homemade crepes. That evening we walked to the shore and had a barbecue. The next morning we woke up early and took a ferry to Oslo. We went to the Norsk Folkemuseum, which was huge.
On Monday we took the ferry to Oslo again and walked around the town. We saw the King's house, his boat, the Oslo Opera House (incredible architecture) and some other sights in the city. I wanted to check out the Nobel Peace museum, where they had an exhibit on Afganistan, but it was closed.
Overall, Norway is a beautiful place. It wasn't crowded at all and things seemed calm and quiet. There were a lot of troll statues at souvineer shops, and although I would have loved to send everyone a postcard, it would have cost a fortune.
One thing I didn't know about Norway is how long the day is during summer. It was so weird to see the sun high in the sky at 8pm. The sun didn't set until 9:15pm, but it was still really bright at about 10:30pm. During summer, the sun doesn't set until past 11pm. I bet window shades are big sellers in Norway.
Anyway, I'm back in Italy now with a little over 2 months left in Bergamo. Then Leros, Greece for two weeks, then being a tourist in Italy and Spain, then ??? before coming back to California, followed by even more question marks.
One thing I didn't know about Norway is how long the day is during summer. It was so weird to see the sun high in the sky at 8pm. The sun didn't set until 9:15pm, but it was still really bright at about 10:30pm. During summer, the sun doesn't set until past 11pm. I bet window shades are big sellers in Norway.
Anyway, I'm back in Italy now with a little over 2 months left in Bergamo. Then Leros, Greece for two weeks, then being a tourist in Italy and Spain, then ??? before coming back to California, followed by even more question marks.
The King's house
Sunrise
Around Town
Reindeer? Whale meat?
Monday, April 16, 2012
Suddenly
This weekend I went to Istanbul, Turkey. I originally booked a flight to arrive Friday afternoon, but that flight was canceled so I ended up taking a flight arriving at 1am. Since I was arriving so late I looked up cheap hostels and how much it would cost to taxi from the airport. The price wasn't too bad, so I hopped in a taxi and gave him the address of Taksim Sofa Hostel. He called them asking for directions and when we were close, he dropped me off at an intersection where a man was waiting to walk me to the hostel. If this had been my first time traveling, I would have been pretty nervous. A Turkish man leading a young girl down a dark alley at 2am sounds anything but safe. But soon enough we got to the 'lobby' of the hostel where I saw fellow travelers stumbling back in from a night out in Istanbul. Just before directing me to a room with 10 bunk beds he asked for the money I owed for the bed. I reached to get my money and pulled out Euros. Suddenly my heart sank as I started wondering if I had accidentally given the taxi driver Euros instead of Lira. This would have meant I overpaid him by at least $40. I was so tired that I convinced myself I had made this mistake and I couldn't sleep all night. The guy at the front desk offered to call the taxi driver back, but again, being so exhausted I said no and went to my bed.
In the morning the hostel had a good breakfast consisting of bread, cheese, jam, butter, a hard-boiled egg, sliced tomato and some olives. After some Turkish tea I finally felt awake and counted my Turkish Lira. I had the exact amount I exchanged at the airport minus the taxi fare. What a relief! I finally realized that I hadn't overpaid the taxi after all. Phew!
Then I started my journey to Eminönü Ferry Port to meet my host. I waited a while but didn't see her so I went to find Internet to see if she had tried to contact me. Then I found a text message from her saying she was running late due to traffic, but I received it 30 minutes late! So I tried to text her back to see where she was but I ran out of credit on my cell phone. I finally was able to borrow someone else's cell phone and call her and tell her where I was. Oh, I forgot to mention that in the midst of all the confusion it started pouring rain. I was wearing terrible shoes for rain and my broken umbrella kept catching my hair and tangling it. Haha. So we couldn't really do much sightseeing considering how rainy it was. We stopped for lunch by the pier where there are boats cooking fish sandwiches (Balik Ekmek). These were simple and so good. It was really cool to see the guys cooking on a small boat as it rocked back an forth in the water.
Then we took a ferry to the Asian side of Istanbul and went to a nice bar. The bar had a back area that was covered with a canopy. It was raining so hard while we were sitting there that the sound of the rain on the roof at some points was deafening. And it lasted so long!
The next day during breakfast my host's grandmother said the security guards were watching the surveillance tape over and over again, all night and "it was like a movie." Apparently we were "2 seconds from being hit." It was still pretty surreal.
Anyway, we headed out to Taksim where we walked down this street with lots of shops, and I had a huge baked potato with all the fixin's. In Istanbul this means anything from corn, yogurt, cous cous, mushrooms, hot dog slices, and more. It was really good!
We woke up early the next day and had a traditional Turkish breakfast called Börek. It was really good! I got to see where my host goes to University and then I said goodbye since I wanted to do some more sightseeing before I headed to the airport.
Anyway, after the mosque I had just a little time to find a restaurant recommended to me by Micha and Monica. I could tell by the map that it would be a short walk, but my map was missing some street signs, so every few blocks I'd ask directions to make sure I was going the right way. Every time I asked the conversation went something like this:
"Where are you going?"
"Do you know Kadirga Meydani street?"
"Ah, yes... Go straight, turn left and make your first right. It's on the right. ... Where are you going on that street?"
"I'm going to this restaurant called Imren lokantasi."
As soon as I said this, every one of their eyes lit up and said with a smile, "Who told you about this restaurant?"
One guy who gave me directions said, "On your way, please come in and let me give you my business card for my art gallery!" So I stopped in and of course business card turns into, "Here's some tea, sit for a minute and look at the art! Also, this is my very handsome and eligible bachelor son! So, how many camels would I have to give your parents in order for me to rip up your ticket back to Italy?" Oh, the joys of traveling as a female... :)
So, finally I made it to the highly anticipated Imren lokantasi. This place was really a hole-in-the-wall in every sense. And as usual with unsuspecting places as these, it was cheap and delicious!
In the morning the hostel had a good breakfast consisting of bread, cheese, jam, butter, a hard-boiled egg, sliced tomato and some olives. After some Turkish tea I finally felt awake and counted my Turkish Lira. I had the exact amount I exchanged at the airport minus the taxi fare. What a relief! I finally realized that I hadn't overpaid the taxi after all. Phew!
Then I started my journey to Eminönü Ferry Port to meet my host. I waited a while but didn't see her so I went to find Internet to see if she had tried to contact me. Then I found a text message from her saying she was running late due to traffic, but I received it 30 minutes late! So I tried to text her back to see where she was but I ran out of credit on my cell phone. I finally was able to borrow someone else's cell phone and call her and tell her where I was. Oh, I forgot to mention that in the midst of all the confusion it started pouring rain. I was wearing terrible shoes for rain and my broken umbrella kept catching my hair and tangling it. Haha. So we couldn't really do much sightseeing considering how rainy it was. We stopped for lunch by the pier where there are boats cooking fish sandwiches (Balik Ekmek). These were simple and so good. It was really cool to see the guys cooking on a small boat as it rocked back an forth in the water.
Then we took a ferry to the Asian side of Istanbul and went to a nice bar. The bar had a back area that was covered with a canopy. It was raining so hard while we were sitting there that the sound of the rain on the roof at some points was deafening. And it lasted so long!
On the ferry...
Finally after dark the rain let up and we took a bus back to my host's house. As we start walking into her apartment complex we hear screeching tires that stop us in our tracks. A car was coming straight for us and swerved away at the last minute. It slammed into two parked cars right beside us and continued down the street slamming into potted plants along the way. Eventually the driver pulled to the side and the security guard of the building started talking to the driver. We were both shook up from the whole deal so we went upstairs feeling like Friday the 13th had come a day late.The next day during breakfast my host's grandmother said the security guards were watching the surveillance tape over and over again, all night and "it was like a movie." Apparently we were "2 seconds from being hit." It was still pretty surreal.
Anyway, we headed out to Taksim where we walked down this street with lots of shops, and I had a huge baked potato with all the fixin's. In Istanbul this means anything from corn, yogurt, cous cous, mushrooms, hot dog slices, and more. It was really good!
Funny dancing/singing lady in Taksim
The crowded street in Taksim
Baklava in Taksim
Later that night we went to a sports bar where two Turkish soccer teams were playing on TV. It was fun to see the reaction when the local team scored and eventually won. I got to try Nargile (hookah) and it was pretty much the same as in the states, except cheaper.
We woke up early the next day and had a traditional Turkish breakfast called Börek. It was really good! I got to see where my host goes to University and then I said goodbye since I wanted to do some more sightseeing before I headed to the airport.
Topkapi Palace Museum
Freshly squeezed pomegranate juice! Yum!
I saw Sultanahmet and went into a mosque there. Everyone must take of their shoes before entering and women must wear a head scarf, and legs and arms must be covered. If you are wearing shorts they will give you a long skirt to wrap around while you are in the mosque. As I was in line, a girl behind me was wearing a short sleeved shirt. The lady kindly asked her to cover her arms and she rolled her eyes. It bothered me to see that girl acting that way. She is being given the privilege to see the inside of a very beautiful place of worship and she is complaining about having to put a sweater on. I don't claim to know the first thing about Islam but if I'm in a country with a high Muslim population, it's only common sense to be open and respectful to their lifestyle.Anyway, after the mosque I had just a little time to find a restaurant recommended to me by Micha and Monica. I could tell by the map that it would be a short walk, but my map was missing some street signs, so every few blocks I'd ask directions to make sure I was going the right way. Every time I asked the conversation went something like this:
"Where are you going?"
"Do you know Kadirga Meydani street?"
"Ah, yes... Go straight, turn left and make your first right. It's on the right. ... Where are you going on that street?"
"I'm going to this restaurant called Imren lokantasi."
As soon as I said this, every one of their eyes lit up and said with a smile, "Who told you about this restaurant?"
One guy who gave me directions said, "On your way, please come in and let me give you my business card for my art gallery!" So I stopped in and of course business card turns into, "Here's some tea, sit for a minute and look at the art! Also, this is my very handsome and eligible bachelor son! So, how many camels would I have to give your parents in order for me to rip up your ticket back to Italy?" Oh, the joys of traveling as a female... :)
All for me!
Although the weekend started out rough, I had a really good time in Istanbul. But one weekend was not enough! I really want to come back and experience all this city has to offer.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)