Trial and Error Travel

There’s a bit of a lull before my next trip.  It’s not even the end of June and I’ll be “stationary” in San Francisco until mid-August.  On August 16th, I’ll fly to Albuquerque, New Mexico, then take a shuttle to Santa Fe to be there the weekend of Indian Market.  A couple of people had expressed interest in going, but when it comes down to the wire, usually no one does.  In general, I prefer to travel alone and not be in any type of tour group, anyway.  My freedom to go anywhere and do anything I want at any time of day or night is essential.  Thus, being a travel “loner” is second nature to me.  I’ve rented a one-bedroom casita in Santa Fe that’s supposedly a 10 or 15 minute walk to the Plaza.  I found the casita listed on VRBO and the owner didn’t even jack up the prices for Indian Market, as nearly everywhere else in Santa Fe does.  If my memory serves me correctly, the casita has a nice garden area, plus possibly a sun deck.  My plans for Indian Market weekend are to take pictures, buy Native American Indian jewelry (but only a little bit) and eat green chile everything!  My only concern is that it may be difficult to get into some of the restaurants as Santa Fe is relatively small, but they say that the population swells by 50,000+ during Indian Market.  A friend of mine from Los Angeles resides in Santa Fe, too, so maybe I’ll have a chance to catch up with him for a bit.  The trip is only for 3 nights – relatively short – but maybe…

My big adventure for the year will be the trip to Vietnam the second half of October.  I’m also departing on the 16th of that month to arrive in Hanoi on the 17th and stay in the country for 13 days.  Because of my penchant for doing things in advance, I already booked and paid for my hotels in both Hanoi and Hoi An.  My intentions were to spend 3 nights in Hanoi, a straight week in Hoi An (doing several day trips from there), with my final 3 nights in Hanoi as well.  Of course, then everyone said that I simply MUST do Halong Bay, which does look truly beautiful.  It’s realistically possible to do a day trip from Hanoi to Halong Bay, though they say it’s better to spend at least one night on the boat, then see Cat Ba island the next morning before heading back to Hanoi.  I also realized that there are hill tribes (Black Thai, White Thai, White Flower Hmong and Red Dzao) in the very north of Vietnam, which would be amazing to photograph.  Although I might be able to visit the tribes/villages in Mai Chau over the course of one day from Hanoi, Sapa will inevitably be too far to cover in one day.  I’ve not bought any flights within Vietnam, nor have I booked any day tours.  I’ll just wing it.  If Halong Bay and/or the hill tribes prove too irresistible and I truly MUST spend the night at one or the other (or both), I’ll simply eat that money (i.e. write off the hotel nights that were paid in advance).  It’s not as if the hotels in Hanoi are costing a fortune.  The more expensive of the two costs me about $24/night with tax, including breakfast, PLUS there’s a laptop in my room.  The weather is a different story altogether.  Hanoi should be fine.  Hoi An will be the tricky one.  Some guidebooks say that the end of October is when the rain and flooding starts; others say it won’t happen until deeper into November.  Then again, it might not rain or flood at all; quite unpredictable.  If it does NOT rain and flood, I’ll have a hey day with the tailors, having them whip up an entire new wardrobe for me.  I’ll take some day trips (as a passenger on the back of a motorbike) to Hue and wherever, and might venture to the beach at Nha Trang.  If it DOES rain and flood, maybe someone will be ferrying me around town in a boat with a lantern!  Otherwise, I’ll be eating and drinking a lot and/or taking day trips to drier towns.

On December 5th, it’s back to the Island for 5 nights/6 days – the island of Oahu, that is.  I never get tired of Hawaii, or even Waikiki.  I wanted my last vacation days of this year to be spent somewhere warm.  Honestly, I gave New Orleans, Miami and Key West a shot using my air miles for various dates throughout December.  Nothing seemed to work out well, air mile-wise or schedule-wise for any of those 3 destinations.  Yet everything was perfect for Hawaii once again.  My normal place to stay in Honolulu, a condotel room, was also found on VRBO.  This will be my 3rd or 4th time being in Honolulu the first weekend of December.  That’s when the Pearl Harbor events and the Honolulu Marathon take place, which means that there’s always lots of people in town.  No set plans as of the moment, other than to spend time with special friends and relatives.  In fact, maybe this time I can get my cousin and her husband to have dinner with me the same night as the couple that I met two trips ago; think the four of them would get along fabulously!  If my trip in December goes as well as the one in May, I’ll be a happy camper!

The bad thing about planning EVERY SINGLE VACATION DAY through the end of the year is that I can’t afford to be sick, even a single day.  Both my vacation days and my sick days come out of my Personal Time Off, which currently stands at 30 days per year due to my long tenure with my company.  If I were to get sick this year, then it will have to be without pay!  Whatever, it’s all worth it in the end.  What’s a day or two without pay in comparison to trips to warm and exotic places with unique cultures, or time spent with special friends and relatives?

P.S.  My heart of hearts is still longing for Bali, but don’t tell anyone!

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You Know You Want To…

stalk me; I mean, follow me!

Though my post on the evils of social media has yet to be finished, I thought it momentarily best to give in to the vanity and arrogance of having everyone know what you’re doing almost exactly when you’re doing it. So feel free to follow me on a few other social media sites:

Tumblr: bambiboulangerie
Twitter: @BambiBellina

There’s even that other blog, which might be  revealed to you at a later date. I can’t bring myself to do Pininterest yet, but will let you know if peer pressure gets the better of me!

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I Love Me Some Buckwheat!

Since I heard a zydeco band at the North Beach Festival on Saturday, I’ve spent part of this evening listening to zydeco music again and thought it appropriate for this Musical Monday.  I have no idea where my love of zydeco music began, but it REALLY, REALLY makes me think of (and miss) New Orleans.  This song in particular, of course.  My favorite zydeco musician is this man, Buckwheat Zydeco.  I’ve seen him perform live 4 times here in San Francisco – once at what used to be Justice League, once at Biscuits N Blues, once at a festival in Golden Gate Park (that was free!) and most recently at Yoshi’s.  His hair kills me, but…  he’s a great musician and a sweet man in person.  Whenever I go to New Orleans, I try to be there on a Thursday night, if possible, for Zydeco Night at the Rock N Bowl.  That place is an institution.  It used to be an old bowling alley upstairs in some bad part of town (Midtown, perhaps) that always had live music.  I went to the old place twice, once with Laurent and once by myself.  Laurent had said that it was the highlight of his trip to New Orleans; he enjoyed the music, the energy and how people of all ages just wanted to dance together.  When I went by myself, I’d never done any zydeco dancing before.  Three men made me dance with them all night – an older black man, an even older white man and a young black man.  All 3 had different dancing styles, but they were very patient in teaching me and I had a phenomenal time with them.  I had the most fun dancing with the young black guy, though; he was making me laugh and we were tearing up the dance floor!  In fact, the night I went by myself via cab, the older black man drove me back to my hotel.  His friends assured me that he was completely trustworthy and some of us even exchanged phone numbers (though I lost the numbers later).  The man was so nice; he gave me a  little mini tour of parts of New Orleans near the French Quarter that I wasn’t familiar with, then simply dropped me off at my hotel and wished me a good night.  After Hurricane Katrina, the Rock N Bowl moved to a different location.  I went there once, but it didn’t feel the same at all.  Maybe it just takes time.  I’ll give it another try on a future Thursday night, and I can only hope that Buckwheat will be playing there!  (Oh, and the second video is a snippet of a zydeco band that I filmed for a moment when I was down on Bourbon Street in December).

“Walkin’ To New Orleans” – Buckwheat Zydeco

Zydeco Band on Bourbon Street

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A New Man in the Apartment!

He isn’t actually IN the apartment yet, but he will be in about 2 weeks.  I chose the new roommate last Friday.  The good-looking guy had the right personality and was one of my top 3, but he recently moved here and doesn’t have a job yet.  The macaron baking guy was VERY HIGH on my list and had incredible energy, but…  his credit report was not up to par.  Thus, I went with the sure thing – the guy who’d E-mailed his credit report to me shortly after viewing the room.  He’s a little younger than I’d prefer, but he has good credit and his personality also seems to be in sync with we 2 others.  He’s a graphics designer for a start-up in FiDi (the Financial District, for those of you who don’t know), is NOT a vegetarian, does NOT smoke and DOES have a girlfriend (but she’s in Germany).  He already asked if it would be ok if the girlfriend comes to visit for about 3 weeks in August.  That’s fine by me, as long as he’s given me so much advance notice.  He assures me that she’s neat, quiet, respectful of others and is an excellent cook to boot!  That’s always welcome in the apartment!

In other breaking news, A. sent me another text last night.  He’d just come back from Yosemite and said that he wanted to “finish the conversation we’d started when we were hanging out.”  What in the world is he referring to?  The conversation about us possibly becoming lovers?!  Is he crazy?!  As far as I’m concerned, that conversation IS finished!  I am NOT attracted to him in that way.  I know as soon as a man kisses me what his chances are.  His were a straight-up zero, but I’m not really attracted to him physically, either.  Just because he’s “slept with most of” his “friends” doesn’t mean he stands a chance with me.  That man REALLY needs to quit.  Once again, he didn’t get a response from me at all.

This weekend was the North Beach Festival, one of my favorite festivals in San Francisco.  In truth, it isn’t quite as much fun as it used to be, but I still indulge myself.  North Beach is our Little Italy and it’s located right next to Chinatown.  As you probably already know from reading this blog (and if you personally know me), the places I frequent in North Beach are Panta Rei (lovingly referred to as Panty Raid), E Tutto Qua, Ideale, Cinecitta, 15 Romolo, BaoNecci, Stella Pastry, Dell’Uva, The House, Mario’s Bohemian Cigar Store and, once in a great while, Sodini’s. Some of you may have been to several of those places WITH me!  Nine out of ten times you will find me at Panty Raid or Ideale.  I went to the Festival both yesterday and today.  I listened to some zydeco music yesterday, ate a couple of slices of pizza at Tony’s Pizza Napolitana, went to the Blessing of the Animals at St. Francis of Assisi Church, then hung out at Panty Raid.  Beings St. Francis of Assisi is the patron saint of animals, it’s fitting that the Blessing of the Animals takes place there every year during the weekend of the North Beach Festival.  People bring mostly dogs, but also cats, rabbits, hamsters, birds, etc.  It’s nice to see the church filled with dogs playing with each other!  The Blessing takes place both days at 2:00 p.m.  Attending always makes me want a puppy again!  I squeezed myself into the bar at Panty Raid afterwards.  It was packed, but I managed to find a spare seat.  The guys on my right hand side insisted I do a couple of shots of Patron with them.  One of them moved here a couple of years ago from Florida; the other was from Texas.  There were a huge group of guys and girls on my left hand side; they decidedly reminded me of the Jersey Shore crowd!  When they noticed my DSLR, however, they wanted me to take pictures of them; they bought me drinks in exchange.  The guys on my right also wanted photos.  Finally, yet another couple asked me to take their photo.  In the end, everyone gave me their E-mail addresses to send the photos to.  Geez, I felt like a professional photographer!

I went to the Blessing of the Animals again today.  The service was much the same as yesterday, but with different animals, of course!  I ran around the Festival taking a few pictures, then took BART all the way out to San Bruno just ’cause I felt like eating a burger at Red Robin!  That’s the closest branch to San Francisco.  I had a grilled turkey burger with chipotle aioli, a little guacamole and provolone cheese on an onion bun.  I skipped the fries in favor of a green salad.  Then I rushed home to watch the second half of the NBA Finals Game #5.  I was more than happy with the end result.

Yeah, my life is pretty exciting, don’t you think?!

The Most Requested Kisser in the Kissing Booth

The Most Requested Kisser in the Kissing Booth

 

Waiting To Be Blessed

Waiting To Be Blessed

 

Relaxing During the Blessing

Relaxing During the Blessing

 

The "Jersey Shore" Group

The “Jersey Shore” Group

 

My Patron Partners

My Patron Partners

The Washboard Player

The Washboard Player

 

Caffe Trieste

Caffe Trieste

 

Italian Street Painting in Progress (With Chalk)

Italian Street Painting in Progress (With Chalk)

 

Grilling Up Some Festival Food

Grilling Up Some Festival Food

 

 

 

 

 

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More Promotion, But For A Friend

One of my ex-roommates, who remains a friend, has begun a new venture. Though I’m not allowed to mention his name at this time, here’s the link to his crowd funding project regarding healthcare. Please check it out for a moment. Thanks!

Crowd Funding Project Regarding Healthcare

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Interesting Statistics

In my race to become a social media maven, I bowed to peer pressure and became a willing participant in most of the things that always seemed stupid to me, the main one being Facebook! Though I resisted it for years, it got me in the end.  Next it was on to Tumblr, Instagram, the blog(s) and Twitter.  In case you didn’t know, there IS another blog.  The other one, which is also a general blog, was actually started first.  It was started for the general public for the purpose of seeing how many random people would read it, comment on it and/or subscribe to it.  I started this blog a few weeks after the other blog, but this one was meant more for friends, as it has a tendency to be more “me,” more “to the point” and a little more detailed as to my personal life.  As time has passed (though not that much), 235 people are my “friends” on Facebook, 247 people are my connections on Linked In, 29 people have decided to follow me on Tumblr, 5 on Instagram and 19 on Twitter. I had several followers on Twitter long before my first tweet, which was only within the past month!  Isn’t that surprising?! On my other blog, random people have made comments and 35 or 36 people are following me.  On this one, however, only 2 people are following me.  That makes me laugh, especially considering that this is the one for my friends and people who actually know me.  Maybe this blog should be put out to pasture while the other one continues to expand!  Then again, maybe I should refer the people from the other blog to this one!

I’ve said it before and will say it again, entirely too much is shared on social media.  (There WAS that weird Italian guy semi-stalking me on Facebook who wanted to be “friends.”  I’ve since deleted our friendship, changed my main E-mail to one that he’s not familiar with and blocked him from EVERYTHING!!!)  Most of you know that my true self is highly private about things that matter.  Anyway, all of the really juicy stuff is only written about in my diary, in code, no less!  Maybe reverting to that for awhile will let me purge myself of my deepest, darkest secrets at this time!  You could read my diary, but…  I’d have to kill you afterwards!

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Who Remembers This on Musical Monday?

I thought a little Gregorian chant-inspired music was in order.  This, for some reason, reminds me of my days in West Hollywood, particularly when I’d go partying with Muffy in Pasadena.

“Sadeness” by Enigma

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Chill Out Sunday

My morning started off with the matinee of “The Internship” over at AMC 14 at 1000 Van Ness.  Even though both Vince Vaughn and Owen Wilson are usually relatively funny, this movie kind of fell short.  It was about them losing their jobs as salesmen, then applying for and getting internships at Google, although they’re “dinosaurs” in every sense of the word.  It was mildly amusing, but annoyed me more than anything!

Once the movie ended, A., from the other night, had sent me a photo message of a very nice bottle of wine, stating that it was a gift from someone who’d instructed him to “share it with a friend.”  My response was…  nothing at all.  I appreciate a nice bottle of wine, but I’m not desperate.  Besides, there are probably 20 decent bottles of wine in my entryway.  A. just seems to think that since he kissed me the other night, it’s time for him to step his game up.  After 3 years, you’d think he’d get a clue that NOTHING is going to happen.  That man needs to quit!

I went back to the apartment for an hour or two and hibernated in my bedroom.  The soon-to-be ex-roommate has a couple visiting for the weekend, staying in his room.  His bedroom door is RIGHT NEXT to my bedroom door.  He has this irritating habit of leaving his bedroom door open nearly all the time whenever he’s home.  Now he’s not so good-looking that I want to see him 24/7, yet there he is laying on his love seat or sprawled across his bed in all his glory.  Whenever I come out of my room in my PJs, sarong, feeling sick or hung over, grouchy, whatever, he (or whoever may be in his room) gets to see me, whether I like it or not.  I can’t go in either the kitchen or the bathroom without him or his friends seeing me.  For some reason, that simply drives me bonkers.  The only time he seems to close his bedroom door is when any number of bimbos are over.  However, since I gave him his Thirty Day Notice, Month O’Bimbos seems to have ended.  Regardless, after coming home from work, I go into my bedroom and usually don’t come out until after he’s gone to bed around 11:30 p.m.

When my hibernation period was over (and since his friends and he had finally left the apartment), I went over to Pa’ina Lounge to see Game 2 of the NBA Finals.  I even ordered some of those kalua pig cheese fries – yup, the fries covered with kalua pork and a cheesy jalapeno sauce.  Cholesterol-laden and incredibly bad for me, yet so ono!  The game didn’t end to my liking.  In reality, neither the Miami Heat or the San Antonio Spurs are a favorite team of mine.  I’m still holding out for a Boston Celtics comeback!  The only reason I want the Spurs to win is that I detest Lebron James!  Now I’m home sulking, but might get crazy and watch a DVD.  What’s a girl to do?

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Let The Games Begin

In reality, the games (in this case, the search for a new roommate) have already begun.  They officially commenced Wednesday night and will be over this coming Tuesday night.  I advertised the room on Sunday night and was immediately inundated with something in the realm of 30 E-mails, with about 10 to 15 more each day thereafter.  Wading through them and actually reading each of them is rather time consuming.  You get all kinds, too – people asking if they can have pets, if their friend can move in with them, if they can move in a few months later, if I can show them the room via Skype, if I can call them on the telephone, etc.  Once I find people who sound like a good fit, I E-mail them to try to set up a date and time for them to view the room, then wait for their response.  It all moves along at a pace much slower than I would prefer.  I set up several appointments for Wednesday and Thursday after work, one for this morning and the final one for Tuesday evening.  Surprisingly, there were several people that made the cut, which is rather unusual.  One guy who definitely is NOT being considered couldn’t look me in the eye for more than 2 or 3 seconds at a time.  Maybe he was shy, maybe he was nervous, maybe I intimidated him or maybe he had something to hide.  Whatever it was, it was a very big con for him.  In the past, my habit was to schedule 4 or 5 people in half hour segments each evening after work.  It gets tiring asking the same questions of them while answering their same questions, though.  I just wasn’t up to it this time around.  That’s why the showing of the room will be over on Tuesday night after the final person comes by.  Then I’ll narrow it down to my top 3 choices, contact them again asking for credit reports and any other questions I’ve thought of in the meantime, then probably have them meet the other roommate, K.  The first candidate was a very attractive man.  What was running through my mind was “Danger, Will Robinson!  Danger!”  Another candidate was so excited about the room that they E-mailed their credit report to me soon after viewing the room.  Yet another candidate tried to bribe me with photos of their homemade macarons, which looked professional.  They said that if they were chosen, I could be expecting a bunch of macarons the day they moved in!  The big decision could be made by next weekend; that leaves me the rest of the month to devote to the gym, cleaning my room (a never ending process) and rearranging the kitchen a tad.  Having a new roommate always brings new energy into the apartment.  That, my friends, is exactly what’s needed right now.

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A Completely Different Genre

…  for this Musical Monday,

This is a song that I heard at Preservation Hall in New Orleans, which fits the South so perfectly.

“When It’s Sleepy Time Down South” – Louis Armstrong

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