Why this blog has been entitled 2 in 1 is because I would like to pretty much blog about to separate topics in one. The first has been long over due. I promised a long time ago that I was going to write a very descriptive blog about my European endeavors. Well obviously that was an epic fail. But I will still do a quick little note on my summer fun. The second part will be an ever so infamous bitchy-venting-writing-session. Sometimes you just have to get it all out. I will attempt to not sound too bitter.
Part 1: A Recap of Europe
While most of you who follow my rambling know, I would like to remind those of you who don't where and when I went. It was pretty much all of July. I flew into Germany, spent a couple days there, but most of it was on the road, through Austria, back to the motherland- Hungary.
For a couple weeks I had the pleasure of hanging out with my family and best friend. We were in the country, so really the only entertainment we had was each other or multi media or books (At which point I decided to choose reading because I love it and read three novels).
Now in a nut shell there was a lot of eating, sleeping, drinking, swimming, and fun in the sun. It was the most relaxed I had felt in a long time. There were no worries to stress about or get pimples from. There was no working except if needed. I did my laundry by hand in a bucket and I actually found it quite amazing how accomplished and hands on I felt with my clothes (Yes, we were in the country and I mean country country). I really worked for those babies to be clean man. Rawr!
The scenery and weather were probably the two things that stood out in my mind. Both were breathtaking in their own ways. The landscape that I encountered between Germany-Austria-Hungary was just amazing. There were rolling hills, rich green mountains, lakes so blue and green they looked like oceans, winding creeks and rivers, fields covered with wild flowers, tall cities with buildings older than anything you have ever seen in person, and of course a country sky so deep and dark... yet, illuminated with more stars than you could have ever believed. The thing that really got me going was the sunflower fields. I mean these babies were breathtaking. As far as the eye could see... you would see yellow splendor at its finest. And come on, isn't it fascinating that these beauties move with the sun. Man was I mesmerized.
The weather of course was just plan intense. It was nothing I am use to. Although I did pride myself for being one of the only ones to somewhat adapt to it. It was hot. It was humid. It was the kind of heat that the air was still with striking heat. Your skin turned red or brown in a matter of minutes. And all at the same time your skin was laced with the slightest glistening of sweat. Sweat that creeped around your body so gently, that you didn't realize you were sweating until you touched your skin, felt your wet clothes, or looked in the mirror and saw your glistening skin. AND then at night, in a moments notice it was the biggest lightening and thunderstorm you have ever heard or seen without barely any rain and a shit load of wind. Now I'm not going to admit to this easily but even I was scared. It looked and sounded like WWIII was happening outside. One night, when I was alone, I didn't fall asleep until the middle of the morning because my mind was racing with stupid scenarios of what all the noise could be. Pathetic I know.
Nostalgia was the heaviest thing I felt the whole trip. Sure there was drama, amazing memories, and what not that happened. But what I constantly felt was all the things that reminded me of my childhood. The smells, tastes, and sounds of Hungary. Some things always give me a sense of happiness that nothing in California can. And did my ESL come at its finest too!
While there was a lot I could describe about this summers trip... I think I may just keep it to myself. Of course there were bad hangovers, hilarious moments, amazing bonding, a boy, and everything in between. But somethings are better just leaving as my memories. But oh did I have the time of my life. Waka Waka!
PART 2: The Very Needed Venting
People are selfish. Oh how they are so selfish. And they can manipulate so many things. People are so hard to figure out sometimes. It doesn't matter how much you adore or love them or how important you are to them, games are always the underlying tone.
Miss communication is a bitch. You can mean one thing, say one thing, and have something completely different interpreted. And then when you try to explain yourself, if you even get the chance, most wont listen. That situation seems to have happened a lot lately.
People drive like maniacs.
I am sick of being a maid to people other than myself and Billie. Home and work are both involved in that statement.
I am sick and tired of walking around egg shells with people. We all have issues. If I am constantly reaching out and taking chances, so can you.
Trader Joe's customers believe the sun shines out of their ass. Rude!
Forgiveness people is hard but worth it. Everyone makes mistakes. Whether it is consciously done or an honest mistake. We have to learn to forgive. People are worth it. Have you ever noticed that the happiest and saddest moments are with the same people? It's because you feel the deepest with the people you really care about, positive or negative.
Just let life happen and stop holding back. Lord knows I learned that the hard way. Don't wait to learn it like I did. Remember what I blogged about a long time ago that was taken out of the book Tuesdays With Morrie- "If you hold back on the emotions-- if you don't allow yourself to go all the way through them-- you can never get to being detached, you're too busy being afraid. You're afraid of the pain, you're afraid of the grief. You're afraid of the vulnerability loving entails."
I just love people. But oh do you guys drive me bonkers sometimes (And I am fully aware I drive people bonkers too).
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