Ramblings of a Postcard Junkie

2 weeks later..

2009-08-23T13:27:00.000-07:00

i know im lame haha, set up a blog to tell you guys about my travels, and update it the day before i come home. its terrible. but when youre in the middle of nowhere, internet is hard to come by.
Im so readz to come home, iceland was a really cool experience, but its cold, and im tired, and sick of peanut butter.
haha.
but overall, it was a good trip.
lamest post ever.
nap time!!! hahaha
<3

the hobo experience.

2009-08-05T08:57:00.000-07:00

My friend is heading out to Ireland from Halifax, so I decided to take the bus up with her and explore Hali with her for a few days. We arrived and were greeted with sunny skies, something I had forgotten existed. Our weekend was pretty much filled with just sun and roaming the streets of Halifax which was lovely. The first couple nights were spent with my friends sister and husband and friends, where we got to crash in their hotel room. We got to go see Our Lady Peace for FREE (compliments of Jens..sisters..husbands..cousin. who was a security guard at the show. yipee!) and at one point, while the other girls were shopping, Jen and I opted for the sunny boardwalk, and somehow found ourselves in the middle of a black gospel festival. Awesome. The girl who was the lead singer in the gospel group we saw was white though! it was insane, if you just closed your eyes, she definitely sounded pretty impressive. We roamed through the black market, avoided the 500 dollar jean store, and ate cows icecream in the park. It was wonderful.(aside from the fact i lost/ had stolen 100 dollars haha..)
our last day and night there was truly the interesting part of the trip.
we had to check out of the hotel room by 10 or so. So we packed up and were out of there at a bit after 9, so Jen and I picked up our 5 bags between us, plus pillows, and headed out to try and find my brothers place where we would be staying. Now honestly, it wasn't a far walk. but when you've got straps digging in to your neck and your friend is carrying her 50 pound or more bookbag, walking to the elevator in the hotel was plenty. So began our hobo day, our first hobo act of the day being stealing bread and eggs from the continental breakfast at the hotel, which would have been fine if we had been technically allowed to stay there. so we dove in and dove out, also carrying the 3 doggy bags of food leftovers that not only included our leftovers, as well as someone elses. (haha) and headed out. We got to owens house and sure enough he had already gone to work. So seeing as how we could barely move anymore, we opted for spreading a blanket on owens neighbors porch and playing some dutch blitz. After playing, and eating our lunch (no utensils included) we decided to go to the dal music building to hide our stuff and go explore. So that was fun, we roamed around, it was yet another sunny day, and we got to eat super yummy thai food for lunch, and then headed to dal to grab our stuff and go back to the porch to hang out till owen got home. At this point (around 8pm) we were so sore that we texted a yoga friend and asked her what to do, and ended up (with many stares from passer- bys) doing yoga on our porch. Owen called to say he wouldnt be home till 10:30, so i crawled under a blanket and went to sleep. At 11pm (still no sign of owen) we heard a girl scream on the lawn, and yes, it was owens neighbor. We quickly explained what happened and she told the cab she had waiting for her to leave since she knew we werent sketchy hobos (well..sorta..haha) and luckily she had a key to owens!! so yay, we went in and found ourselves in the nastiest house ever imagined, proving that men should never be left on their own. Many bugs, many stains, many smells (none that were good) and so we went in to an empty room and found a box spring which would later become our bed for the night with one blanket and one pillow between the two of us. Good times. My brother told me that I had to catch the bus ( a half hour walk away) at 8:05 the next morning. Luckily Jen and I predicted he could be wrong and left at 6:45 am, and got to the bus stop at 7:40, where the bus was literally driving away. Jen screamed after it and he stopped for me, saying that the bus was supposed to have left at 7:15 and that I was lucky (thank you Jesus.) and I hurried on and it was pretty sad not being able to say goodbye, but its all good. I left one of my bags behind but my brothers coming down tomorrow.
Now I'm at home chilling in my pj's and packing for Iceland for which I leave on Sunday. Pretty exciting. Assuming theres internet available where I'm going, I'll update my blog as soon as possible.
-M

Hallo! og velkominn til Iceland!

2009-07-03T09:07:00.000-07:00

Some of you may know that I'm a bit in love with learning languages, so one of the most exciting things to me about this trip is that..it's the perfect excuse to learn..yes thats right..Icelandic! haha. So I thought while I'm learning (off youtube haha), some of you can learn a few things too. It's a lot like German (well I guess I wouldn't know..because I don't speak German.. but thats what the internet told me! haha..) So I'll just put the basics here, and I'll first put the English word..then the Icelandic word..and then in brackets how the heck you pronounce that sucker! Yes? ok..

"Hi, my names Miranda, and on behalf of expert village, we're now going to learn to speak Icelandic!" ( or so would say my youtube icelandic teacher haha)

Hello- Hallo

Bye- Bless Bless (haha)

Good morning!- Godan daginn- (godin dyin)

Good night- Goda nott- (goda note)

How are you?- Hvernig hefurdu pao?- (krevnig heverday thoth)

seeya later!- seo pig seinna- (seeyeh thig segna)

seeya tomorrow!- sjaumst a morgun- (showumst ow morgun)

it was nice meeting you!- Gaman ao kynnast per-(gaman al kinnast thier)

yes- Ja- (yow)

no- nei- (nay)

please- vinsamlegast (sound it out hehe)

thank you- pakka per fyrir- (thakka theer feerie)

sorry- Eg biost afsokunar- (yehr bildst aksokunar)

There ya go friends! Before you know it we'll all be singing Sigur Ros songs instead of just singing where it sounds like he's speaking English! (haha at least thats what I do anyways baha)

Thanks, and I'll know who's been studying!

-M

Lets get this party started..

2009-06-30T16:46:00.000-07:00

So here it is, my travel blog that I never thought to create until now, the first post leading to my probable addiction to blogging. Oh dear. I've probably promised many of you reading that I would squeeze you in to my suitcase while I travel, only heres the thing.. I asked about that and apparently its pretty illegal.. and a tid bit impossible. Plus if you weigh more than 50 pounds then you can go ahead and pay the extra luggage fee. So this can be the next best thing, and I'll expect you all to be faithful loyal readers. thats right. Haha, kidding :) So my next adventures will take place in Iceland. Yep, Iceland. Why Iceland? I have absolutely no clue. But it's gonna be sweet, population of 300 000, and one city total. I'm not sure yet if thats enough space for me to have a tolerable personal bubble between me and the rental units, hopefully it is, but if I stop blogging, you can assume that I've thrown myself off a glacier, in which case you can all go Sparta over my belongings. Sound good? Goodah! :)
Stay tuned for more entries, and don't forget to comment!
Hearts <3