honey i'm home....
Back from beauty and back to hell...Well ok not literally, BC is just absolutely beautiful...but just life here is dull. I think I knew that before I left, but it was routine and just settled into with without a fight. It was...plain ol' routine. Pretty much what I needed for the last little while though to get my head back on straight. This trip away put alot of things into prospective...made me realize staying here is probably not the best thing for me and that I need to get out and try somewhere new. Places I have family are Montreal, Italy and Toronto. I know I will need to move some place that I have some kind of family. I need that stability. Just gotta figure out where and then line up some kind of job and place to stay. Hard part is finding a place that will take not only me but my dog as well, so it’s going to be alot harder then I think. But no time like the present to get started right?! Started looking at property last night in a few areas, which seem doable but I refuse to rush into anything and realize I have time to sort things out and not run head on into a big mistake.
That was one thing this trip made me realize. The other was that nursing a broken heart heals faster then I thought. Being in another city away from the drama allowed me to put my head on straight and realize I was in love with a guy who was not in love with me. Which hurt...but really smacked me into reality. I did not want to be that girl chasing some guy who is chasing someone else...cause when I thought to think about it.... who would be chasing me? Right in that case no one. So him breaking my heart in turn was the best thing that could have happened. Made me realize it was OK to move on, that the what ifs...and when ifs I had in my head were never going to happen...it was just DONE.... Sure it hurt, and sure I still love him, but the chapters is closed and wish him every happiness in the world, he deserves it and so do I.The other thing I always learn when I go away is I can fend for myself; I tend to rely on the people around me way too much. I don't do anything for myself cause I usually get it handed right to me. So I am going to be less, well lame...ha-ha. Going to be more independent and stand on my own.Lots of stuff to learn in just 2 weeks right lol...well i learned more...lots more but the time I have here at work is not enough to get into it all if you wanna hear about my trip to...heh...The trip started off just plain awful. First was the LONG flight. I was up and down and sitting at airports for over 22 hours. The only thing that got me through the long flight from Toronto to London was the fact that I was sitting next to a really cute man, yes man..not boy...He was 38 ...amazingly sweet and adorable. Man did I luck out there; we even hooked back up when I got to London for a night..=) Made up for the being squished in my seat from Vancouver to Toronto sitting beside someone who I think had not bathed in weeks. So now I am in London....I arrive late....far to late to catch my connection flight to Frankfurt...where I am supposed to meet dee and K. So I get off the Plane and cause the airport is so fraking big I have to take a shuttle to my terminal, which is fine...but which means I will have to go through security AGAIN. So off the shuttle I get...back through security and wait in a bitch of a line up to get my boarding pass that could not be issued in Vancouver due to the time difference. After 45 min I explain to them that they made me miss my flight so I needed to get on the next flight, when they proceed to tell me "Sorry Madame, the flight is full" Man my temper lost it....I argued with them for 5 min and they got me on the flight. So now I finally get my boarding pass for another flight, head down to the gate stand in line for about 5 min and then hear...."Karyn?"....Turn around and dee and K are there... I made the connection with then now in London instead of Frankfurt, so that was good. From there we fly from London to Franfurt and then Frankfurt to Paris. We get to the baggage carousel and wait...and wait...and wait...and wait......and no luggage......FUCK!!!! Out of the 3 of us, there were no bags. So off to baggage claim we go to fill out the proper forms that are needed. So here I am thinking I will get my luggage the next morning...OHHHHHHHHHHHHH NO NO NO .....5 fraking days later it arrives. But I did get to get new cloths and stuff out of it...so things were looking up on that side. From there it got alot better though, things slide into place and I went exploring and got lost like i usually do, its part of the fun of things. Well it was fun till I got back to the Hotel 3 hours late and had them worrying...lol whooops my bad....Lost in Paris? How was it you ask? It was wonderful....peaceful...exhilarating...ok and a little scary. ha-ha. But people were really helpful when I caved and asked for help, so I got back safe and sound and not a scratch on me. Next day I did the shopping with them, Gucci, Luis V...blah..blah...fucking blah.....YAWN..BORING.....that day just dragged for me......highlight of it though was on the way back to the Hotel we saw Bruce Willis coming out of a shop with the Paparazzi all scrabbling to get photos of him.. it was INSANE....but very cool...From there went to Disneyland Paris, which was fun. Kierra and I went on the Aerosmith Rockin' Rollercoaster 16 times in a row..we went from the back seat...all the way up to the front...the girl wanting bragging rights...well now she has it....gotta admit the kid in me loved it....the kid in me adored Kierra and Dineyland...he mother said we pretty much shared teh same brain...its kinda true, not sure if that is sad or not lol....We ate the same, drank the same, like the same things.....was a little creepy in a good way...lol she is a great kid! From there is was to London, which I again did mostly on my own. I think they were both burnt out by now...me I was just getting started. Did the basic tour the first full day, saw the sights...took the photos...at night we all went to go and see Dirty Dancing the play...which was just amazing, exactly like the movie. The seats we had were great they were what the call producer seats, these are seats the producer saves for guests he has and when those are not filled they are given to certain hotels. Needless to say the seat were amazing and we all had the wicked time that night. Even Kierra who swore she would NOT like it....LOVED it....then she begged me for my IPOD so she could watch the actual movie. Was to cute. Next day I got lost again, this time in London, but found my way back a little easier this time. That night I met the guy from the plane and did a few pub crawls, made a great friend (would be more if i lived there) but not up to starting a long distance relationship again....but it was nice =) I needed that. The rest of my London stay was perfect and time went far to fast….and now I am home and bored …well bored mostly cause I am at work…And now I better go and do some work before I get nailed….BTW if you want pictures, you won’t find them here but you will find them on my facebook account.Cheers!
That was one thing this trip made me realize. The other was that nursing a broken heart heals faster then I thought. Being in another city away from the drama allowed me to put my head on straight and realize I was in love with a guy who was not in love with me. Which hurt...but really smacked me into reality. I did not want to be that girl chasing some guy who is chasing someone else...cause when I thought to think about it.... who would be chasing me? Right in that case no one. So him breaking my heart in turn was the best thing that could have happened. Made me realize it was OK to move on, that the what ifs...and when ifs I had in my head were never going to happen...it was just DONE.... Sure it hurt, and sure I still love him, but the chapters is closed and wish him every happiness in the world, he deserves it and so do I.The other thing I always learn when I go away is I can fend for myself; I tend to rely on the people around me way too much. I don't do anything for myself cause I usually get it handed right to me. So I am going to be less, well lame...ha-ha. Going to be more independent and stand on my own.Lots of stuff to learn in just 2 weeks right lol...well i learned more...lots more but the time I have here at work is not enough to get into it all if you wanna hear about my trip to...heh...The trip started off just plain awful. First was the LONG flight. I was up and down and sitting at airports for over 22 hours. The only thing that got me through the long flight from Toronto to London was the fact that I was sitting next to a really cute man, yes man..not boy...He was 38 ...amazingly sweet and adorable. Man did I luck out there; we even hooked back up when I got to London for a night..=) Made up for the being squished in my seat from Vancouver to Toronto sitting beside someone who I think had not bathed in weeks. So now I am in London....I arrive late....far to late to catch my connection flight to Frankfurt...where I am supposed to meet dee and K. So I get off the Plane and cause the airport is so fraking big I have to take a shuttle to my terminal, which is fine...but which means I will have to go through security AGAIN. So off the shuttle I get...back through security and wait in a bitch of a line up to get my boarding pass that could not be issued in Vancouver due to the time difference. After 45 min I explain to them that they made me miss my flight so I needed to get on the next flight, when they proceed to tell me "Sorry Madame, the flight is full" Man my temper lost it....I argued with them for 5 min and they got me on the flight. So now I finally get my boarding pass for another flight, head down to the gate stand in line for about 5 min and then hear...."Karyn?"....Turn around and dee and K are there... I made the connection with then now in London instead of Frankfurt, so that was good. From there we fly from London to Franfurt and then Frankfurt to Paris. We get to the baggage carousel and wait...and wait...and wait...and wait......and no luggage......FUCK!!!! Out of the 3 of us, there were no bags. So off to baggage claim we go to fill out the proper forms that are needed. So here I am thinking I will get my luggage the next morning...OHHHHHHHHHHHHH NO NO NO .....5 fraking days later it arrives. But I did get to get new cloths and stuff out of it...so things were looking up on that side. From there it got alot better though, things slide into place and I went exploring and got lost like i usually do, its part of the fun of things. Well it was fun till I got back to the Hotel 3 hours late and had them worrying...lol whooops my bad....Lost in Paris? How was it you ask? It was wonderful....peaceful...exhilarating...ok and a little scary. ha-ha. But people were really helpful when I caved and asked for help, so I got back safe and sound and not a scratch on me. Next day I did the shopping with them, Gucci, Luis V...blah..blah...fucking blah.....YAWN..BORING.....that day just dragged for me......highlight of it though was on the way back to the Hotel we saw Bruce Willis coming out of a shop with the Paparazzi all scrabbling to get photos of him.. it was INSANE....but very cool...From there went to Disneyland Paris, which was fun. Kierra and I went on the Aerosmith Rockin' Rollercoaster 16 times in a row..we went from the back seat...all the way up to the front...the girl wanting bragging rights...well now she has it....gotta admit the kid in me loved it....the kid in me adored Kierra and Dineyland...he mother said we pretty much shared teh same brain...its kinda true, not sure if that is sad or not lol....We ate the same, drank the same, like the same things.....was a little creepy in a good way...lol she is a great kid! From there is was to London, which I again did mostly on my own. I think they were both burnt out by now...me I was just getting started. Did the basic tour the first full day, saw the sights...took the photos...at night we all went to go and see Dirty Dancing the play...which was just amazing, exactly like the movie. The seats we had were great they were what the call producer seats, these are seats the producer saves for guests he has and when those are not filled they are given to certain hotels. Needless to say the seat were amazing and we all had the wicked time that night. Even Kierra who swore she would NOT like it....LOVED it....then she begged me for my IPOD so she could watch the actual movie. Was to cute. Next day I got lost again, this time in London, but found my way back a little easier this time. That night I met the guy from the plane and did a few pub crawls, made a great friend (would be more if i lived there) but not up to starting a long distance relationship again....but it was nice =) I needed that. The rest of my London stay was perfect and time went far to fast….and now I am home and bored …well bored mostly cause I am at work…And now I better go and do some work before I get nailed….BTW if you want pictures, you won’t find them here but you will find them on my facebook account.Cheers!