Day 1 – May 13, 2005: Not much of a day since it’s all going to be travel. I don’t actually get to Italy until Day 2. Flight to Atlanta coming up in about 90 minutes, then on to Rome at around 4:30 (PDT). I get to Rome at 11:10 Saturday morning (Rome time).
Just to forewarn anyone reading this, this journal might not be just a standard little travelogue – went here, saw this, took photos of that. I’m planning on doing a bit more of a stream of consciousness thing and just write whatever comes into my head. That should make for a more enjoyable read, and for me, it should provide me the opportunity to really get out what’s going on in my head and what random thoughts I have about what I’m experiencing.
So, the warning is twofold: a) I might ramble and have you wondering “What the fuck is he going on about?” and b) as evidenced by point a, there will be profanity along the way. I will try not to be patently offensive, but ‘bad’ language is part of the deal when you want to get a stream of consciousness going with me.
I’m thinking I may also keep a private journal with some of the more offensive things that occur to me. We’ll see how it goes. Some people have told me that there’s no way I can keep this up throughout the entire trip. They may be right. We’ll see how it goes. I also don’t know how often I’ll have internet access. It’ll be tough in Tuscany, but certainly Rome will have internet access at various locations.
First random thing: I’m at the airport. And I’m in line at McDonald’s – the whole ‘fad diet’ must drive their employees crazy. Forget the marketing and product development challenges the company faces – those people are paid to come up with new ‘No Carb French Fries’ and “Soy Syrup” and stupid bullshit like that. The people working the counters are the ones I feel real sympathy for.
In front of me this morning, there was a 65 year old woman (that’s being generous in my description – both in ‘65’ and ‘woman’). She ordered the ‘Cheese and Egg Biscuit’ without the biscuit. Just the cheese and the egg. Then, when the counter person questioned if she wanted the meal (meaning including hash browns and coffee), the woman went into a rage like someone had put itching powder in her Depends. Started yelling that all she wanted was the cheese and the egg, how hard is that!?
I find this insane on so many levels. #1 – this person is getting paid $7 an hour to take shit like that from an obnoxious woman; #2 – if you don’t want the biscuit, take the cheese and egg out of it. It’s not like getting the biscuit is going to ‘taint’ the cheese and egg with some kind of crazy ass ‘carb’ virus; #3 – you’re 190 lbs., you’re on a low carb diet, yet you’re eating at McDonald’s? What the fuck – do you expect to treat your hay fever by shoving your face into a hydrangea? I realize the food options are somewhat limited at the airport, but Christ, bring along a protein bar or something.
I could go off on the low carb diets now, but I’ll refrain. Hey, here’s an idea – how about eating carbs but not so goddamn many of them, and fewer freakin’ burgers while you’re at it??? Oooopps… sorry, couldn’t help myself … slipped out.
Okay, that’s enough for now, time to jump into a movie while I wait for the plane.
posted by Joel @ 4:39 PM
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