This is an entry from the Vacation Archives, a somewhat tardy report of my adventures in Croatia and Italy. On May 31st, 2012, I flew from New Orleans to Chicago to Munich to Trieste. This was written on my iPad during the longest leg of the journey, on an Airbus somewhere over England…
This is a practice run to see how I could write a blog post in Notes and then transfer it to WordPress later. Apparently this might work. It looks like all I have to do is type here, then copy and paste once I have an Internet connection, which technically I could have, but I’m not willing to pay 11€ for an hour of Facebook time. I’m not sure what font Notes uses, but it’s uncomfortably close to Comic Sans. It’s kind of freaking me out, but don’t see a way to change it here. Argh.
So here I am, somewhere over England at 3:53am CST. I’m flying Lufthansa, and so far it’s been a pretty nice flight. The seats are a bit squished for my liking, and had I not been prepared with sleeping pills, I doubt I would have been able to catch a nap. Even after two Tylenol PM and one regular sleeping pill, though, I was still only able to get a fitful four hours’ nap. The flight computer says we have about an hour and a half left of the flight, so I might try to get just a little more shuteye in a minute. (Note: A couple of days later I realized that I had accidentally taken two Tylenols and an Excedrin, by mistake…no more sleep for me on that flight).
The journey started in NO with a United flight to Chicago, then what ended up being an intensely stressful 20 minute layover in which i sprinted in flip flops, too-loose jeans, and heavy backpack from the end of C concourse to the end of B concourse, straight on to this flight just in the nick of time. We land in Munich, where I’ll have another too-short layover (this time in German, with a passport check point – how fun!) before catching my last flight over to Trieste. There, my friend Katie (you guys know her as The Bride) will be picking me up, and we’ll have an hour or so drive to Lovran, Croatia. I’m tired just thinking that I’m not yet half way through with traveling. It’s all worth it, though.
I’m going to be sharing an apartment with Trinity (Bestie) and her husband for the next few nights. Really looking forward to seeing her again. I hope that she’s at the airport to pick me up, too, but will understand if not. It is her vacation too, after all.
I tried to pack light, and am on the road with a hiking pack (not a huge one, but bigger than the average daypack), and a messenger bag for a purse. I’ve got two dresses, one pair of shorts, two pairs of jeans (three if you count what I’m wearing), a few blouses, six tank tops, three t-shirts, a yoga outfit, and a pair of pajama pants. I brought my TOMS, a pair of heels, and both pairs of Sanuks. I’m planning to lighten my load along the way, so I only brought old underwear, my least favorite pj pants, etc. I probably should have done the same with my shirts, but most of them are brand new from last weekend’s 40% off sale at American Eagle. As The Man pointed out before I left, a large portion of my traveling weight is my electronics: two phones, iPad, camera, electric toothbrush, Clarisonic face brush, and a host of connectors and adaptors to keep this show on the road.
According to the computer, we’re over Germany now. I’m going to sign off and get my gear sorted for landing. Ttfn!