Archive for July, 2008

Driving Without Maps

Wednesday, July 30th, 2008
Apt Helper

Apt Helper

Guess what? I’m on a train again, so this is the first time I’ve had since my last train ride to just sit and “do nothing.”  It’s been a busy few days!  I’ve been experiencing something that doesn’t fit into the paradigm that I always thought was true: time flies when you’re having fun.  Many times in the past, I’ve felt like time has whizzed right by when I’ve been having fun.  This week, however, I’ve been having a ton of fun, but it seems like I’ve been traveling for ages.  I’m not sure how to explain that one.  Clearly time drags at its slowest when you’re dreadfully bored, and maybe the difference here is that I’ve been squeezing a ton of variety into my schedule these last few days, so looking back makes my arrival in Nice seem like a week ago.  In reality it was only three days ago.  But, hey, I’m not complaining!  I definitely feel like (more…)


Sunday, July 27th, 2008
Dusk at Le Louvre

Dusk at Le Louvre

Well, I can already see that this is going to be a somewhat sporadic record of my trip.  I’m realizing that I’ve set too ambitious a set of journalistic tasks to keep up with everything.  I’ve got a video journal, photographs, this written journal, Facebook, Picasa, and e-mails.  Catching the sights while switching between a relatively beefy SLR and video camera is almost enough hassle.  Finding out spots where I can snag some free WiFi to get online has proven to be a time-consuming pursuit.  Once I do get online, it takes a fair amount of time to upload photos to both Picasa and Facebook, trying to annotate the photos with something reasonably intelligent.  Last night I stayed at a café til about 1 am trying to catch up with all that.  Oh, and I’m supposed to (more…)


Wednesday, July 23rd, 2008

I dream of a day when I’ll take a trip that I actually planned in advance, prepared for in advance, and packed in advance.  Perhaps my normal routine of rush and panic is a symptom of irresponsibility, but I like to think of it as a byproduct of indomitable youth and spontaneity.  Well, whatever the case may be, today’s departure fits nicely into the well-established annals of my typical travel adventures, with the one exception being that I arrived at the airport earlier than I have for any other flight.  This last anomaly is due to the combination of two facts: first, I’m departing on a Wednesday evening when those who normally provide my airport transportation (Mom and Dad) are in church; second, I’m flying out of JFK which, though it is only a few short miles past LaGuardia, invariably involves significant traffic.  So, even though my flight wasn’t scheduled to depart until around 9 pm, the traffic wildcard compelled Dad to bring me to the airport around 4.  Normally, waiting in an airport for 5 hours is something akin to a school detention mixed with a few hundred rude and angry people along with a steady dosage of screaming kids.  It’s the sort of place where I (more…)