Might as well call this post, "awkward."
There's an art to exiting any conversation. Nobody likes a conversation to go on too long, or too short. People want to avoid long pauses. Sometimes you can't help it, especially when you're just starting to get to know someone, or you don't have a lot of things in common, otherwise the conversation flows pretty naturally. But there's something about tidying up the end of a conversation, almost like tying it with a bow before sending it out into the world.
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Monday, November 15, 2010
Posture
The past few months I've been dealing with a lot of neck and back pain. My shoulders get tight. I I wake up with kinks and knots. Sometimes it even feels slightly arthritic. Most of the times it's just really uncomfortable.
But since coming back from my trip, all the pain has totally disappeared.
Makes you wonder how much stress factors into your physical life.
And little by little, I can already start to feel the fibers weaving themselves into knots again. Maybe it's the way I sit while I'm in front of a computer monitor for 10 hours or more a day, the way I slouch perhaps? Or maybe it's the fact that I don't get to walk out all of that build up pressure. In Europe, I was walking at least 4 miles a day. And that seemed to work wonders.
Anyway, it would be nice to find a way to keep that nagging pain relief permanent.
And I also need to start looking for a new job, ASAP.
But since coming back from my trip, all the pain has totally disappeared.
Makes you wonder how much stress factors into your physical life.
And little by little, I can already start to feel the fibers weaving themselves into knots again. Maybe it's the way I sit while I'm in front of a computer monitor for 10 hours or more a day, the way I slouch perhaps? Or maybe it's the fact that I don't get to walk out all of that build up pressure. In Europe, I was walking at least 4 miles a day. And that seemed to work wonders.
Anyway, it would be nice to find a way to keep that nagging pain relief permanent.
And I also need to start looking for a new job, ASAP.
Friday, November 12, 2010
My last night in Milano.
I think I could have done Milan in a day. There doesn't seem to be that much to see here. Once you hit all the touristy stuff, the rest of the city is just a city. Sure, there are ton of delis and coffee shops (yes, the cappuccinos are pretty nuts), there's a lot of shopping if that's you're thing (though I'm pretty broke myself), and at least the weather's been good.
My itinerary today was pretty simple. Wake up, go back to the duomo and get on the roof, find the high-end food court and pig out, and that's about it. Mission accomplished. Took the elevator up the Duomo (it's an extra 3 euros vs. walking) and hung out on the roof. Went to the department store across the street, where you're literally eye-level with the top of the Duomo, and ordered some lasagna and another cappuccino, and wandered around the city.
Last night while chatting with folks from home, a couple of them suggested I get a couple bottles of wine. And presto, while strolling the streets, I stumbled into a small, modern-looking wine bar. Jack pointed me to some bottles of Tuscany wine, of which I bought two. He asked me where I was from, and after I said San Francisco, he asked me if there are any movie stars there. Unfortunately no. But he did seem to have a good time calling me Antonio.
So I've had the gelato, I've had some pasta, I've had an Italian sandwich, and I've had several cappuccinos. The only thing I haven't had is the pizza. If I get the munchies later, it's not too late to partake. But if I miss it, it's no biggie. Pizza is pizza. Unless it's from New York.
My itinerary today was pretty simple. Wake up, go back to the duomo and get on the roof, find the high-end food court and pig out, and that's about it. Mission accomplished. Took the elevator up the Duomo (it's an extra 3 euros vs. walking) and hung out on the roof. Went to the department store across the street, where you're literally eye-level with the top of the Duomo, and ordered some lasagna and another cappuccino, and wandered around the city.
Last night while chatting with folks from home, a couple of them suggested I get a couple bottles of wine. And presto, while strolling the streets, I stumbled into a small, modern-looking wine bar. Jack pointed me to some bottles of Tuscany wine, of which I bought two. He asked me where I was from, and after I said San Francisco, he asked me if there are any movie stars there. Unfortunately no. But he did seem to have a good time calling me Antonio.
So I've had the gelato, I've had some pasta, I've had an Italian sandwich, and I've had several cappuccinos. The only thing I haven't had is the pizza. If I get the munchies later, it's not too late to partake. But if I miss it, it's no biggie. Pizza is pizza. Unless it's from New York.
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Super jet-lagged.
Took the first train out from Zürich to Milan today. Did it all without a hitch. The train ride was quite lovely, lots of old-world bucolic pastures, jagged crests of the Swiss alps, and little towns, each punctuated by the tip of a steeple.
It was a two-mile hike, but I decided to walk from the train station to my hotel. I've decided there's a direct correlation between how many broken windows and how much graffiti there is to how comfortable i feel. In a word, Milan is ghetto.
I checked into the hotel and decided to take a nap before foraging for food. I guess I didn't realize how tired I was, when I woke up, it was midnight. I plan to get an early start tomorrow and hit a bunch of sites. I'm only here for a few days, so I'm planning to take in whatever I can get.
Tickets to see the Last Supper were sold out even before I got here, so it looks like I'm missing out. Not that I really care, I've already seen my share of renaissance art, so it's not a big deal. There is a Salvador Dali exhibit I want to check out. I also plan to see the Duomo, the shopping district, the park, and a few bites to eat along the way. And call it a wrap.
It was a two-mile hike, but I decided to walk from the train station to my hotel. I've decided there's a direct correlation between how many broken windows and how much graffiti there is to how comfortable i feel. In a word, Milan is ghetto.
I checked into the hotel and decided to take a nap before foraging for food. I guess I didn't realize how tired I was, when I woke up, it was midnight. I plan to get an early start tomorrow and hit a bunch of sites. I'm only here for a few days, so I'm planning to take in whatever I can get.
Tickets to see the Last Supper were sold out even before I got here, so it looks like I'm missing out. Not that I really care, I've already seen my share of renaissance art, so it's not a big deal. There is a Salvador Dali exhibit I want to check out. I also plan to see the Duomo, the shopping district, the park, and a few bites to eat along the way. And call it a wrap.
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