Monday, February 15, 2016

Viva Italia - Day 1 (Travel)

WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 13TH

No, no, no, no, no. I will never be okay with the tiny commuter jet. I forget how terrible it is until I'm confronted with it head on. And face it, by that time it's far too late. Any plane that does not contain enough overhead space for anything larger than a purse or coat is not acceptable. Why do these things still exist?! Honestly...


I was horrified to learn all 5'6" of me had to duck my head to even board this metal vessel. On the contrary, Brandon was peachy keen. Once seated, we briefly argued over the scientific facts behind this particular plane not having the technological capabilities to allow for use of small electronic devices prior to reaching 10,000 feet. I think we all know which side of the coin I landed on this matter, but Brandon disregarded my self-appointed knowledge. Karma quickly intervened when the flight attendant (the ONE flight attendant for the whole plane, I'd like to add) began the beverage portion of the flight - spilling multiple items, including red wine, on Brandon's cashmere sweater sleeve. Maybe next time he will listen....

After landing early in Chicago, we had a ridiculously long waiting period on the runway before pulling into a gate. At this point, Brandon and I were becoming increasingly more nervous as we had only about 15 total minutes left until boarding our next flight. Running from one terminal to another at O'Hare is no joke, but we did make it with some time to spare before they officially closed the doors.

Sweating from the run, and slightly frazzled with the thought of missing our flight to Europe, the flight attendant greeted us with champagne to alleviate any lingering issues. Business class is a game changer... Had this been coach, I have a feeling my nerves would never have been so easily calmed! After the bubbly, we were assured the flight to Frankfurt would be enjoyable and were advised to sit back, relax, and spend some quality time with the United crew. And so we did...


Prosciutto and melon, house salad, beef tenderloin, ice cream sundae, endless blockbuster hits to choose from (Black Mass and Aloha for me, The Martian and Sleeping With Other People for Brandon) and red wine for days. The fact that they gave me "wings" - as if I were a small child - had absolutely no bearing on my raving review. Though, it certainly didn't hurt....






Viva Italia - Our Trip to the Motherland!

I am so severely late in getting around to this... I had every intention of doing a daily recap as I did when we ventured to Africa, but we were too busy living in the moment while we were there (and I needed the rest by time I plopped into bed). What I did manage to do, however, is jot down various notes throughout the day - every day - so I wouldn't miss anything when I did find the time to detail each story of our adventure...

I am documenting this trip a bit backwards, putting the overall recap first. Mostly because we are so far removed from the actual day to day, now that we are nearing 3 weeks back state side, it seems to make more sense to position them as journals after you read our overall discoveries.

Above anything else, Italy is screaming with history, importance and meaning that cannot be silenced. Like a lot of Europe, it will truly stand the test of time, because without it we would have nothing that I personally love (Chianti, pasta, pizza - the really important things in life). I'm obviously kidding (well, sort of), but Italy is very much at the core of creating such artists, architects, philosophers, inventors and saints that we cannot have a lesson in history without being made aware of the existence of. And if simply knowing that is not enough, TMNT should at least solidify the four of them we really need to keep top of mind forever and always!


To walk through the streets of Rome will leave you feeling like you've been transported in time. Seeing a city that on one hand has been wiped out, collapsed and rebuilt on top of itself time and time again - the "lasagna" effect, we learned. It's funny, because it's true! And on the other, refuses to lose sight of its ancient roots - with every turn of a corner leading to a basilica, the Pantheon, Colosseum, Roman Forum or Vatican City. You become enamored with the idea that you are experiencing such a unique part of history when you are there, because you are.


In Florence, for me, I felt the experience of a very local way of life. Both from the city and in the hills of the Chianti region alike, I felt what (I think) it means to hail from this region. They are a prideful people, and seem to share - at this risk of sounding like a dumb American - a Midwestern type of demeanor. They are hard workers, loyal, and true to each other and their region. It is important for them to leave behind the most positive legacy of Florence, but also to ensure travelers feel the authenticity of what it has to offer beyond the historical elements of The Duomo and David.


Venice is unlike anything I've ever seen. A city developed in (and rising out of) the water, it houses no motorized vehicles - at least from what we could tell?! We may have seen a single bike, I cannot recall for sure, but even that would likely prove far too difficult to maneuver in and out of the very tight alley ways. It is certainly worth seeing for yourself. Small, quiet, and not at all like the other cities we visited in Italy. It almost reminded me of what the Basque region is in Spain - a compilation of various outside influences, but very much it's own thing.


At no point during our travels did we feel at a disadvantage due to the language barrier. We put forth a valiant effort to embrace the culture and language, as we always do in any country, but the truth is that most people did speak English. Communicating was really a non-issue, even with those that did not. The culture thing, we totally nailed though. The red wine was freely flowing for 10 days straight, and the pasta kept our tummies (and hearts) as warm as ever as we navigated northern Italy in the dead of winter. It was fascinating to be able to experience such popular tourist sites in a way that was not tarnished with excessive crowds - something that made traveling during low season completely worthwhile, even if it did make packing quite difficult.


Overall, the trip was filled with originality, historical observations to last a life time, and simply the best foods and wines. We really could not have asked for a more perfect series of events (or meals) throughout our stay. And the silver lining? We ended up walking so much that our waist lines did not suffer more than 3 pounds each when we stepped on the scales back in America. A true Italian miracle - take that carbohydrates!


  • January 13th (spent in airports) = 2.2 miles walked
  • January 14th (more airports and arrival to Rome) = 5.41 miles walked
  • January 15th (Rome) = 10.96 miles walked
  • January 16th (Rome) = Brandon - 8.46 miles walked; Ali - 6.94 miles walked (you will learn why this differs later...)
  • January 17th (travel to Florence) = 3.88 miles walked
  • January 18th (Florence) = 10.6 miles walked
  • January 19th (Chianti and Florence) = 6.78 miles walked
  • January 20th (travel to Venice) = 7.23 miles walked
  • January 21st (Venice) = 7.46 miles walked
  • January 22nd (travel to Rome) = 2.47 miles walked
  • January 23rd (spent in airports) = 3.55 miles walked

Before we dive into the daily journals, one thing I knew I wanted to continue the tradition of when we set off to the motherland was the "peak and pit" of each stop during our travels. This way, we can forever remember the memories that made each and every location so (or maybe not so) special!

Rome:
  • Ali peak - So hard to pick just one thing! Rome is filled with the utmost importance all around you. If I had to pick one "thing" that stood out, I would perhaps choose the Colosseum. The skill set and use of available resources for its time is impressive on an unparalleled level. Not to mention the fact that, conceptually, the foundation of this type of structure is still utilized throughout the world today!
  • Ali pit - I cannot think of one single negative thing on the first pass through Rome. But on the last night, the migraine situation definitely ruined our "last supper" in Italy. That was a total bummer for me...
  • Brandon peak - Very hard to pick just one, but the thing that sticks out most is sitting with my wife outside the Pantheon, enjoying a drink and people watching. A great day overall with the Vatican in the morning and then walking 11 miles to see just about every single thing we could. Great weather that day too - didn't have to wear coats in January!
  • Brandon pit - Probably when we first checked into the hotel and the room wasn't ready....we were both tired and wanting to shower, with no room for about 2 more hours. Nothing major!

Florence:
  • Ali peak - Tie: the feeling I had when we ate our first meal at Trattoria Nella is unforgettable. It was exactly what we had been craving in both ambience and taste! And then, of course, the time we spent at Podere Meriggio Alle Falcole with Loretta, Maurizio and Piuma - that was an experience of a lifetime!
  • Ali pit - Probably the Chianti tour leading up to the grand finale. We both felt car sick and had pits in our stomach, thinking this was not at all what we had thought we signed up for!
  • Brandon peak - Chianti tour portion with Loretta and Maurizio...incredible experience and afternoon - really the reason why you travel. It is great seeing historic sites/things, but memories like that will be remembered forever.
  • Brandon pit - Any discussion of dirt, vines, cows, roads or second walking entrances while driving on a curvy road in a van.

Venice:
  • Ali peak - Collectively, the food. I had such low expectations after our first meal (and knowing Venice is not exactly known for it's quality cuisine), but every single meal trumped the one before it. We totally crushed it on this front!
  • Ali pit - Not being able to find our hotel, walking around aimlessly in the freezing cold. And also, our first meal. I was so worried that meal was the standard we could expect while in Venice and it bummed me out!
  • Brandon peak - Wesley Snipes...just kidding. The two dinners we had were great, but I really enjoyed the place with Italian tapas and ombras the most. Really cool, local place. Definitely made you feel a part of the local neighborhood.
  • Brandon pit - Getting stuck in a conversation with the creepy Seattle couple at dinner on our first night. Part pit and part peak...made for a great story!







Thursday, October 29, 2015

ThrowBack Thursday: Pumpkin Spice Mullet

Holy shit balls. As Cassie has so often pointed out in these last 365 days, I have neglected the blog on a multitude of levels. Oops! I have no excuse. I just flat out have not written anything. The good news? I have all of two followers, so the let downs have been kept to a minimum...

It is only appropriate that I dive back in with a ThrowBack Thursday, no? Let me preface this one: as a child, my parents very much hated me...

This is entirely untrue, but when you see the visual proof of hairstyle choices, combined with the matching clothes they forced my brother and I to wear, it does make one wonder...

To be fair, this is the only evidence I have of matching Halloween attire, but the mullet is certainly prevalent - and heavily documented - throughout my youth. Up until the point I was able to take matters into my own hands most likely - or at least I would argue!

As an adult, I suppose I find these memories endearing? Probably because they make my friends laugh, but mostly because I know I can always be counted on to bring the heat for my Instagram posts on Thursdays.

#PumpkinSpiceMullet



Thursday, October 30, 2014

ThrowBack Thursday - HalloWEENIES!

As the children (and adult children for that matter) prep themselves for a night full of "fright," it dawned on me that between the newly enforced Trick-or-Treating restrictions and rise in nut allergies, Halloween's survival rate must be plummeting. Right?!

What happened to the days when Halloween activities took place on actual Halloween night, regardless of the day of week? When siblings across America came home to re-group on their living room floors, separating their massive amounts of sugar into categories like only an obsessive compulsive older sibling can advise their younger one to do?

We've all turned into a bunch of HalloWEENIES, that's what has happened! If only there were some sort of societal protector of well-being. A vigilante - or two - that may be able to maintain the chaos....


#ThrowBackThursday


Friday, October 3, 2014

Friday Favorites

Claire & Jason - From the bottom of my heart, thank you. They are taking me in as their child for the next 3 months. Week 1 down, success!



New Digs - It's official, we are full time residents in Edwardsville now!



My Little Pukita - Cheers to Katie as she embarks on her new career journey! You will be greatly missed, but I'm sending nothing but well wishes for you!



Starbucks Gold Card - I registered a gift card and put the app on the phone, thinking it would be convenient for payment purposes. Next thing I know, they are keeping track of my drink intake and challenging me for more. The competitor in me cannot stop purchasing drinks daily until I get those 30 stars! 



Birthday Wishes - Happy Birthdays are in order on the 2nd and 3rd for Trav and Randi respectively.




Thursday, October 2, 2014

Throwback Thursday - Happy Fall Y'all!

It is officially October. That means the leaves are changing, football is commencing and lots of pumpkin spice flavored everything!

My brother sent me a picture last weekend of Elli and Graham playing in the leaves. It reminded me of the days when Andrew and I did the exact same thing. Raking the leaves into piles, taking off in a dead sprint only to face plant it right in the middle of all of them. Repeat process until bored...

I love pretty much everything about fall. The clothes are better. The shoes are better. The Bengals usually have a winning record for this portion of the season. And the weather is my favorite, lending itself quite nicely to the best types of foods - tailgate apps, soups, stews, ciders, etc. Comfort foods to the max! 

There is really only one downside to fall... Winter is coming!


#ThrowBackThursday



AFRICA - A Trip of A Lifetime

I totally get it. I am that incredibly annoying person who cannot stop talking about their vacation. I've only been back a total of 24 days, you guys... But who is counting?!

Above being said, I can assure you this is the final installment of my African journal. As I finished logging the remaining few days I was unable to do in real time, I remembered that we had kept track of our peaks and pits from each segment of our journey. While we physically shared in the same activities, our varying interests prevailed in terms of what stands out the most in each of our minds. I am so glad we decided to do this - it adds a personalized touch from 4 different perspectives.


CAPE TOWN
Cape Town ended up being the perfect way for us to begin the trip. A sort of "transition" into commencing all-things Africa. It is very much a westernized city, with a San Francisco type of vibe. 

It is not surprising that we all ended up with very similar peaks and pits during the first leg of our travels, considering the similarities we share in daily life - adventurers, foodies, self proclaimed wine connoisseurs and lovers of great company. The accomplishment of hiking from the base to the very top of Table Mountain was something none of us had ever experienced as hikers. It was the most difficult climb any of us had ever done, and reaching the top was so rewarding. 

The Old Biscuit Mill was also a fan favorite. We ended up having a number of meals at the wonderful restaurants in this particular area of the city, and it proved to be a lot like Wicker Park in Chicago. With a plethora of shops and restaurants in the surrounding spaces, we all felt right at home here!

  • ALI
    • Peak: Hiking Table Mountain
    • Pit: Receiving word that our shark encounter had been cancelled
  • BRANDON
    • Peak: The Old Biscuit Mill
    • Pit: The bus ride at Robben Island (surprisingly, not the boat road out there!)
  • CLAIRE
    • Peak: Hiking Table Mountain
    • Pit: Receiving word that our shark encounter had been cancelled
  • JASON
    • Peak: Tie - The meal at The Test Kitchen and hiking Table Mountain
    • Pit: Receiving word that our shark encounter had been cancelled


CAPE POINT TOUR/TRANSPORT TO FRANSCHHOEK
Wow. What beautiful coastal views we saw as we drove along the winding roads of the southern most tip of Africa. None of us had been so far south in the world before! This was a day filled with Game of Thrones style cliffs, panoramic ocean views and interesting wildlife. 

There was nothing that even came close to being a pit on this day - with the luck we had with the weather and our great driver. We all relished in the good karma and hoped that it was going to follow us through in the days ahead.

  • ALI
    • Peak: Tie - seeing an ostrich in the wild and the many whale sightings
  • BRANDON
    • Peak:The weather
  • CLAIRE
    • Peak: Cape Point lookout
  • JASON
    • Peak: Cape Point lookout


FRANSCHHOEK
As if the scenery from the Cape Tour could not have gotten any better, Franschhoek went ahead and blew our minds! We arrived just as the sun was setting, shining beautifully off of the mountain ranges all around us. We knew this was going to be a great experience in such an amazing setting. Franschhoek is a small, quaint little town. It reminded me a lot of Sedona in a way - it somewhat shuts down after 9pm. A perfect set up for us to purchase wine and snuggle up in our amazing B&B penthouse apartment at night. We only had a short stay here, but we absolutely maximized our time - wineries, wineries, biking in the mountains and more wineries!

  • ALI
    • Peak: Tie - Maison Estate and Bike Tour
    • Pit: The Tasting Room
  • BRANDON
    • Peak: Tie - Maison Estate and Bike Tour
    • Pit: The Tasting Room
  • CLAIRE
    • Peak: Bike Tour
    • Pit: Rain on the way to get coffee right before our Bike Tour
  • JASON
    • Peak: Maison Estate
    • Pit: The Tasting Room aftermath


SIMON'S TOWN
The day of JAWS...or lack thereof! We had only a 1 day/night stay in Simon's Town, but it is just a small little bay town and likely did not warrant much more. The setting is gorgeous and our B&B was tucked away atop a mountain area, overlooking the bay. Truly the most relaxing way we could have ended the stresses of the shark encounter! We ordered food in, hung out around the fireplace and (of course) drank lots of wine!

  • ALI
    • Peak: Seeing a great white shark breach and swimming around the boat
    • Pit: Not being able to get into the shark cage
  • BRANDON
    • Peak: Salty Sea Dog fish & chips
    • Pit: The entire shark encounter (minus actually seeing the shark by the boat!)
  • CLAIRE:
    • Peak: Seeing a great white shark breach and swimming around the boat
    • Pit: Walking up Ranciman Street, trying to get to the B&B (Trail of Tears!)
  • JASON
    • Peak: Seeing a great white shark breach and swimming around the boat
    • Pit: Boat ride out to Seal Island


SAFARI
There is no such thing as a peak and pit on this portion of the trip. For 7 days and 6 nights, we called this haven of paradise home. I truly believe the 4 of us will forever be changed because of our experiences here.

Safari forces you to reset in a way, getting back to the basics. Before we had iPads or cell phones. Before we had the Internet or any of the other newly insane ways to stay constantly connected. Before that, there was life and the utmost of appreciation for it.

Safari makes you value the things you love the most. As cliche as it is, we saw first hand the circle of life. We now know what it means to truly be a survivor. The entire experience is quite humbling. To feel so insignificant is important, or at least it was for me. There is always something bigger than yourself, and the world is more than capable of functioning without you. I needed to be reminded of that...

I so often let work take precedence over not only my family and friends, but also myself. I shouldn't. I should live in the now. Jason harped on me a number of times throughout the trip when he noticed me dicking around on my phone. Sometimes reading work emails, though I made a very conscious effort not to respond to anything, and sometimes on Instagram. In my defense, Instagram was always used to document our experiences! But the point is clear - I need to be more present in my own life. I need to enjoy the incredible people in my world. I need to make the time for myself and those I love. While I am thankful for my career, I am slowly gaining a better perspective on what it means to be balanced. Sure, money can buy a smile, and afford us such opportunities to travel the world, but earning it should never be at the expense of your own sanity and personal well-being.

To spend the time in the African bush that we did allows for so many things, but for me - a total state of clarity. To look up at the stars and know this is a sky I had never seen before left me speechless. To take in the breathtaking colors of an African sunset filled me with warmth. And to find myself in the face of so many beautiful animals was (sometimes) terrifying, but mostly peaceful.

I have been blessed with the opportunity to travel quite a bit, always thoroughly enjoying myself and definitely saddened when I have to leave. But leaving the game reserve in South Africa? That nearly brought me to tears... This is very much my happy place - a personal paradise. I could have stayed on safari forever, staring at the exact same scenery day in and day out. Knowing each day is somehow very different than the last.

I will forever dream of going on just one more game drive - even with the 5:30am wake up call!