flat eric does hawaii
this is the view from our hotel room during the day...we couldn't sleep and ended up getting up at 6 in the morning...we went and had breakfast at this little lace that is a bar at night and a food place in the day...it was a hole in the wall but thats what you get for a 2 dollar breakfast...this is our hotel room...its not classy at all but it was big and cheap...i hate not staying in classy hotel rooms...tho we never do...steven was watching math on tv...because you know he is so cool... this was our very interesting walk up dimond head which is an inactive volcano...we didnt plan on doing it and i was wearing really tight jeans and flip flops...so it was a really long, hot and painful climb up...i ended up totally hurting my foot in the process...ma and pa half way up...view from the tophere you can see the outline of the craterthis is the center of the volcano that is now an old military base... here we are at pearl harbourthis is the actual memorial of pearl harbour that is located over the USS Arizonathis is the USS Arizona that remains with part of it sticking above the water...
so thats all for now...my next post...which will hopefully be soon...i will show all the pictures from our drive around the island...those ones are the best...
holla
ma and pa in the airport before we left for hawaii...me and steve in the airport...zona boy was kind enough to stop by and say hello since he was working at the airport and knew we were there... we got laid...HA...smelly at the beach...hawaii steve and i being coo coo on the first morning there...
beach alert...
i should have time tomorrow and i will post pictures with a purpose...but for now this is all that would load up...stories and cooler pictures to come...
YAY for vacations!!!
we are in the middle of packing and its a desaster...everyones screaming (well for the sake of an italian family we are just talking normally) we are bringing to much stuff, we dont know what to bring...its horrible...
i hate this leaving home business and i dont know why...last year when i went to new york by myself is was so not like this...i was excited to go on a trip by myself and i wasn't home sick at all...but everytime i go on a family vacation i get totally home sick...how does that make ANY sense?
also...i dont know about this going away for a month business ...the last time we went away for a month was 3 years ago when we flew off to italy ...it was totally different then tho...i had a boyfriend who i missed and would call every chance i got ...i had things to come back to when i got home ...i had expectations...
for this trip i have none of the above...nothing to look forward to when i get home...no one left behind to miss...im basically 100% free to do whatever ...and i think that scares me some because im not sure what it all holds for me...
i will be excited when i get there...and when i come home i will look back and be so happy that i went and got to experience everything...but right now...sitting here with crap all over my floor waiting to get stuffed in a suit case...i cant help but dread it all...i hate that i get so emotional about going away...
so i have all your address and im going to send you all post cards so expect them eventually...i dont think i actually get to australia until the 17th or 18th or something so i will try and send them out as soon as i get there so that they will come super quick...
i'll post one last time before i leave tomorrow morning...
i have so much to pack...someone come do it for me?!?!?!?
smelly and ciavarro did lunch today...it was good times...
did you know thats its impossible for him to take a decent photo??? now you know...i think he had to go to the bathroom or something...
we met on the skytrain and went downtown for food and beers...we talked about tons of stuff, tho you know it was more of him talking them me since hes the one with all the stories and im the one with nothing...
first stop was Take 5 for some good ol' italian panini and interesting conversation...then it was off to the lennox pub and even better conversation...
ciavarro is awesome ...and all those who think otherwise are just wrong ...just sit down with him and have a beer and let the conversation flow and it can go on for hours...hes the kind of guy who can make you see the things you are missing...hes a great listener and has great stories and opinions...
he had lots of good stories about his crazy weekend...and i had lame stories about boys...we talked a lot about blogs and who we had blog crushes on and who we loved to read and what not...
i probablly could have sat there all afternoon and chatted it up with him...its pretty cool when you meet someone and just connect like that...i love blogging for the simple reasone that you meet amazing people...
anyways he gave me good advice ...some of it was sketchy but none the less appriciated ...hahaha...im excited for asutalia now ...im excited for the experiences im going to have and the things im going to do...i shouldn't be in such a rush to grow up...i should take everything for what it is and live...im only this age once...
oh chadwick you are priceless
last night was the night that dario won the tickets to go watch the canucks game on the couch infront of the big screen tv with beer galore...
we get there and the lady askes us how many people are coming and if we want a table or the couch...and darios all 'a table sounds good' and im like 'UHHHH NO, we won the couch we are taking the couch'...so we got the couch...
darios other friend jon got there with some of his buddies and so jon sat on the couch with us while his buddies sat at the table behind us...
so we's got food and lots of beer and sat and drank and ate and watched the 'nucks get fucked...
i dont know how much beer i drank cause every time i turned around someone was filling my glass up to the top...and i just kept drinking it...the one bad thing is that beer puts me to sleep...so i was sitting there on this big comfy couch and all i wanted to do was curl into a ball and sleep...but the guys made fun of me...
i love going to bars to watch stops and listen to all the drunk guys get mad and yell at the TV...its so classy and entertaining...
we lost but none the less the game was pretty crazy and entertaining...and it was hella sweet to sit on a couch in the middle of a bar to watch the big screen...