Ten Days Post Ten Days
In the middle of January, I took a journey to the lands of Spain and France. Perfect blog material, and therefore no excuse to wait until now to write about it. Only problem, you smug jerk, is that while in Madrid, I found out that a week from when I got back to Athens, I was to give a 45 minute talk on my research to the School. Excellent.
Well, that happened yesterday, and everyone was so awed by my Italian tie that they were duped into thinking that I made sense. And what is academic brilliance if not being well-dressed?
Ok, to Spain. Alot happened, and I pretty much didn't take pictures of any of it. If you want to see the great architecture of Barcelona, go find my album on Picasa. But for storytelling purposes, I totally dropped the ball. Which is why the rest of this entry is a bunch of aphorisms.
Try as you might the plane will go down, and when it does, ere the seat belt sign is quenched, the horde will rise up and overthrow the tyranny of airline procedure, and you will be the last one off the plane.
When choosing a place to dine in a city first time, trust not the lightly seasoned tourist's eye fixed in a guide book. For free champagne you will sacrifice your dignity and and leave your tongue made cuckold.
Sometimes China lies just behind the bend of a Western cultural center. Of course, anything looks impressive after a Contemporary art exhibit, featuring the famous all-black canvas (aside: one of my favorite moments ever was when we met a girl who studies the artist who makes all-black canvases, and Rae tried to diplomatically get out of the fact that she thought it was utter trash).
Don't let Army girls push their propaganda on you without a fight. I'll go to Kosovo and snowboard no matter what your generals tell you!
It's super annoying when the airline loses your bag. But when they lose your friend's bag, it's really not so bad.
The best way to visit a city is not to go to its museums. Sure, you can brag that you've been to some fancily named place--if you're into amassing tourist cred go for it--but better to find a hole in the wall and eat things you never knew existed, served to you by a man missing teeth that probably never existed, finished off by a magical elixir shot that ensures that your indigestion never existed.
When you get married, never Skype with your in-laws in front of other people. Unless, of course, you don't mind them finding out that you might have Herpes.
If you ever think that a bakery is good, just remember, even the worst bakery in Paris is better. Unfortunately the same can no longer be said for the crepe.
When cooking beef bourguignon, the most important thing is not the wine you use, the cognac, or even the quality of beef. It's that you make sure your stove top actually works. Oops.
The last thing I want to eat before I die
Well, that happened yesterday, and everyone was so awed by my Italian tie that they were duped into thinking that I made sense. And what is academic brilliance if not being well-dressed?
Cavan turned Bono
Ok, to Spain. Alot happened, and I pretty much didn't take pictures of any of it. If you want to see the great architecture of Barcelona, go find my album on Picasa. But for storytelling purposes, I totally dropped the ball. Which is why the rest of this entry is a bunch of aphorisms.
Try as you might the plane will go down, and when it does, ere the seat belt sign is quenched, the horde will rise up and overthrow the tyranny of airline procedure, and you will be the last one off the plane.
When choosing a place to dine in a city first time, trust not the lightly seasoned tourist's eye fixed in a guide book. For free champagne you will sacrifice your dignity and and leave your tongue made cuckold.
Sometimes China lies just behind the bend of a Western cultural center. Of course, anything looks impressive after a Contemporary art exhibit, featuring the famous all-black canvas (aside: one of my favorite moments ever was when we met a girl who studies the artist who makes all-black canvases, and Rae tried to diplomatically get out of the fact that she thought it was utter trash).
Don't let Army girls push their propaganda on you without a fight. I'll go to Kosovo and snowboard no matter what your generals tell you!
It's super annoying when the airline loses your bag. But when they lose your friend's bag, it's really not so bad.
The best way to visit a city is not to go to its museums. Sure, you can brag that you've been to some fancily named place--if you're into amassing tourist cred go for it--but better to find a hole in the wall and eat things you never knew existed, served to you by a man missing teeth that probably never existed, finished off by a magical elixir shot that ensures that your indigestion never existed.
When you get married, never Skype with your in-laws in front of other people. Unless, of course, you don't mind them finding out that you might have Herpes.
If you ever think that a bakery is good, just remember, even the worst bakery in Paris is better. Unfortunately the same can no longer be said for the crepe.
When cooking beef bourguignon, the most important thing is not the wine you use, the cognac, or even the quality of beef. It's that you make sure your stove top actually works. Oops.
The last thing I want to eat before I die
posted by Jeremy LaBuff at 1:09 AM
1 Comments:
Your blog just gets better and better. Can't wait to go see those photos on Picasa :)
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