Monday, December 28, 2009
First Stop: Museum of Natural History.
The decorations? Adorable.
The snow? Beautiful.
The Tourists? Just Awful.
Overall? One of the best days since we've arrived to NYC.
Sunday, December 20, 2009
*Karen would've preferred making snowmen as she feels the above challenge was skewed to the height-privileged. Unfortunately, it was that stupid powdery snow that is completely useless for a proper Frosty homage.
A sign outside advertised unlimited drinks with brunch. In retrospect, we should've taken them up on this offer.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
*Contrary to popular belief, this it is not named Black Friday because people tend to die during crazy early bird stampedes at local electronics stores. Rather, it is named Black Friday because traditionally companies ran such tight margins all year that this is the first day they were "in the black." Karen only expects fellow business d-bags to get this reference. Sorry to everyone who is cool and not enslaved by "The Man."
Monday, November 16, 2009
*Erik would like everyone to know that she said the same thing seconds before ordering her first cheesesteak, but upon viewing the big giant can of Whiz, she promptly chickened out.
*Spoiler Alert: He wasn't.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
It's pretty hard to take a bad picture in Central Park, and Erik keeps turning out pretty great ones. We thought it'd be nice to share one with you.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Congratulations to everyone! You're all winners!
Karen would like to acknowledge the incredible accomplishment of all these runners. And, for the record, she does NOT approve of this photo's title.
Friday, October 30, 2009
In related news, Karen and Erik felt very young.
Monday, October 19, 2009
Erik used to think she was a little crazy, but about halfway through the Vatican Museum he found himself saying "Scusi! No flash!" and wagging his finger at a scared tourist. I'm not kidding, he seriously wagged his finger.
Karen was never more proud to be his wife.
Honestly, it's a beautiful place that too many people miss on their trips to Rome. But the cats jumping out from behind headstones and bushes was a bit unsettling.
Cats prowl the cemetery letting visitors know they are unwelcome. Lots of cats. (See next photo).
You laugh, suppress that gag reflex, and buy something...oh god, anything...else.
While taking a long walk one day, we stopped and looked over the wall down into the Piazza del Popolo. For a minute, as a siren blared in the distance we were reminded of those fond times in Mesa, only for a minute.
Unfortunately, this was taken in Rome. There's a contemporary sculpture exhibit all over the Roman Forum and Colosseum and it's totally killing the view.
To add insult to injury, this thing is titled Canto a la Vida. Yeah, that's not helping one bit.
(For the record, I would be 100% fine with these sculptures in a more appropriate setting. Erik would not.)
In Santa Monica, if you filled up a glass from your tap it looked like a snowglobe.* This seems like a problem.
* We used a Brita filter pitcher.
(It's not just us, it's a pretty unpopular sight to Romans.)
That's right, all over the city someone wrote "Burgi" on the walls. We decided to consider it an affectionate greeting just for us.
It was my birthday present, and worth every minute of begging. Thanks again Erik!
*Note: it was my camera, but it's still a step in the right direction.
An aside: On Sunday, Karen and Erik, on their return from Rome, stood on line for a taxi in 50 degrees and drizzle.
In Erik's defense, they all have guns. So if they did want to steal our camera, we'd kind of be screwed.
Atmosphere? Pretty fabulous.
Karen is taking this as further evidence for a need for her to start a travel magazine/book series/blog. You'd read that, right?