24 Hours of Sleep?

I just got to the airport in South Korea. I am bored. Cresencio says I should sleep and get on their time. But I feel like I just tried to sleep for a bunch of hours. Technically, my plane ride sucked. There were no more isle seats or window seats. The lady seated me in the middle of the middle isle. I had a screaming baby on each side of me. And what seemed to be like a seat with great legroom turned into an awkward crawl space. Flight attendants had given each baby a floating bastinet, which plugged into the wall and took up all the perceived leg room. Luckily I was exhausted and passed out anyway. In small spurts. For dinner we had a choice of Bim Bam Bop and Chicken or something. I went with the Bim Bam Bop. It was probably the best plane meal I ever had. It came with some glass noodles and a side of Kim Chi. For those of you unfamiliar with BBB, its veggies and rice with hot pepper sauce. The hot pepper sauce was on the side, and I only used a little. Luckily the woman next to me was there to guide me on how to put my meal together. Wine was gratis so I had two glasses with my meal, in between little naps. I can't wait to get there already. This layover is going to be a bitch. Luckily I have The L Word to keep me company.

Gripes

Monday, March 16th 10:31 AM.

Wow. My opinion of this place has drastically changed in the past 2 days. I mean. Yes it is still a beautiful place, but some things have made me less than pleased.

1-The food is really bad. At first, we thought it was medioker but the more we ate, the more we realized it sucked.

2-They have all of these restricted VIP areas that they try to make you pay more for. It is all over rated. Also, the free internet is only in the VIP area.

3-Maybe it's just me, but i believe vacations should be sprawling with opportunities for exploration. Here I feel a bit suffocated. I would like to see more of the countryside and somehow poke around this 3rd world country without the threat of robbery.

4-There are way too many 17/18 year old kids here on spring break who are ignorant and stupid. Yesterday, boppy overheard a conversation between this guy from Maine and these 2 bimbos from Canada. It went something like this.

Canadians-"Where are you from?"

Mainer- "Maine."

Canadians- "OH, Where is that?"

UMM HELLO?! Maine borders Canada?!

OK, now back to the fun parts. I have been reading a lot of Eclipse. I only have 250 pgs left. I have been trying to get rid of my tan lines on top. It is hard with all these young dumb bitches around who have major body image issues. But I don't care what they have to say, so there.

I met a really interesting guy (Ben) the other night. He came here on a boat with this crazy scumbag (Kendal), they were servers on said boat and gave boat tours for a limited time only, in the caribbean area. I hung out with them the other night. Ben and I snuck into the VIP area after hours and talked. Then we walked along the beach and talked some more. I felt really bad for him because his mom died of cancer and his dad is terminally ill and he has 2 younger sisters who he will have to take custody over at the tender age of 21. His views on life are very inspirational. I believe the goodness of a person can be measured by how they react to bad things that are inflicted upon them. Of course, not everyone is put through the same type of tests, but with every test comes some sort of opportunity for greatness.

Last night, everyone was invited to a VIP party. It was outdoors, surrounded by palm trees, search lights and projection screens. The music pumped and the top shelf liquor runneth over. It happened to be a very windy night which was not good for the aesthetics of the event. A 3 foot tall ice sculpture of a goat/pony toppled over onto a curious young girl who only wanted to taste the seafood salad.

The food was supposed to be better at this event, but unfortunately, I was still greatly underwhelmed. The sad excuse they have for sushi is dry and ginger-less and lacks flavor and zest. The deserts are dry, the deafood is overcooked, the wine is wattery, the champagne is pungent in all the wrong ways...I could go on... Maybe it is just that I have been spoiled by living in New York and having the best of the best all the time. However, even if you compare this food to TGIFridays, it's still on a much lower level. Maybe these people are unable to decipher the difference between good food and crap.

I am really excited to go home and get Thai and Sushi and Pizza! Even though the food here is really bad, I am not going hungry. I feel like since there is a variety of things to try, I find that I must try it all. So I walk around endlessly taking one bite of something and throwing the rest away. I guess maybe I have seen and tried too much so I am hard to impress.

I can't get enough of the ocean. I really would like to live within a close proximity of it when I settle down.

I keep having dreams where something bad happens. Perhaps I feel guilty about being on vacation. Especially a vacation like this where I have no obligations and I am getting absolutely nothing productive done. And I am getting fat, on bad food nonetheless. Oh well. I must go lay by the pool and read. F this VIP section shit. I must find boppy and try to plan an escape to the pueblas!

Hacienda Lifestyle

March, 14, 2009 5:00 PM

Yesterday we headed on the plane early in the AM down to the D.R. The flight was pretty enjoyable. We flew jetBlue. It was only me 2nd time on that airline and I must say that I find it very accommodating. I slept for 2 of the 4 hours and was excited and amazed with the warmth that welcomed me at the airport. After a van ride through the ghetto, we arrived at our beautiful resort. I felt really anthropological witnessing first hand the single-room pueblos scattered along the roadside. This is a third world country after all. I find it interesting the extreme difference of the world outside and inside resort life.

Upon entering the resort, we were warmly welcomed with an alcoholic juice beverage. We got sparkly wrist bands that show that we get all we can eat and drink. There are a lot of spring breakers here. I actually feel old. They must be freshmen or seniors in high school.

The room Boppy and I were assigned was certainly coveted. It has 2 balconies, one with a view of the ocean, and the other overlooking the pool. I feel like I am in paradise. The weather is perfect and everything has been splendid thus far. Yesterday we hung around by the ocean and met some locals who work at the shops alongside the ocean. One of them had a book of interesting adventures one can book. We booked to swim with the dolphins on Tuesday! I am so excited. I hear it is very therapeutic and great fun. It is something I have always wanted to do. I also got a pretty kick ass black and white leopard skin sarong. Last night we went for a free dinner at a seafood restaurant at the resort. It was very pretty and the food wasn't bad. Since I had been drinking all day, I wasn't able to finish my meal. I can see how this free drinking stuff may become a problem.

Today, we got up, ate a breakfast, laid by the pool, ate lunch, laid by the ocean and now we're back at the room resting and getting ready for dinner. I have been reading a lot of Eclipse. I know it's about damn time I finish that book.

I think this is the most beautiful resort I have ever been to.

St. Paddy

Yesterday, I hadn't realized was the day the St. Patty's parade was going on in Huntington. I was going to get work done, but walked into town with Boppy instead. It was nice to see the team spirit of Huntington. It just kind of sucked that I got nothing done and ate so much. I came home to find Carrie and Erika at my apt. We played clue and watched the Simple Life and then I went to bed. Sundays are supposed to be lazy days.

Class was great today. I am really excited that I only have one class left before I leave for D.R. and it's my favorite. I feel like I am on Vaca already!

Never Good Enough.

I constantly get the feeling that I am not doing enough or that my reading or work or life potential isn't as good as every one else's. I am either on or I'm off. When I'm on I feel good and that my existence is awesome, I do a bunch of important and productive things in a day. When I am off, I feel like everyone else is on and life is meaningless and I spend the day (or most of the day) in bed. Maybe this feeling is a result of being human, in the human condition, or it's because I live in a city with so many overachievers, or maybe its the meds. Either I am on them or I am off them to produce these effects for the most part. Isn't it sad though, that I have reduced myself to someone who needs the meds in order to perform daily functions?

I don't know what to do or say about this paradoxical situation.

I need a vacation. I am going to Florida in January. I think I also want to take a trip up to Montreal in January as well. I went up there last January for 10 days and had a really good, really relaxing and fun time. Last January I remember finishing up sending out/filling out applications. What a stressful period that was.

I also really want to go to DSW shoe warehouse in Union square, Rockefeller center (After it gets all dolled up for the holidays), the MET and the museum of natural history.