Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Checking In

I can't believe my trip is almost half over. Where did I leave off? Drunk and lost in London? Yeah, that was fun, but I have to say Amsterdam is probably my new favorite city (aside from New York).

But first, getting here was a trip (pun intended). My plan was to take the Underground to the airport. When I arrived at the stop, however, the Underground was closed (they're doing repairs/expansions for the 2012 Olympics). Desperate to not miss my flight, and standing in the rain with what felt like a 50 pound backpack, I asked the nearest locals--tour bus drivers--for advice. They offered to take me to the Heathrow Express train for 2 pounds; I hopped on.

Tour busses are slow; they make many stops and wet, dumbfounded tourists stand in the step well deciding whether or not to get on. But finally, I made it to the train station and waited in line to get my ticket. Apparently, though, that was like waiting in the Metrocard line for a LIRR ticket. After fifteen wasted minutes, I found the real train station, got an express ticket and was happy to be on my way. But of course, there was track work on the Express. Needless to say, I made my flight to Amsterdam. Barely.

I spent two nights in Amsterdam, and other than being followed around by multiple dorky American college boys, I had a great time and far too much food. I'm now in a small town on the coast of Holland and just visited what I imagine is the Dutch version of Target. There I found the most beautifully packaged tampons I've ever seen; they'll probably end up displayed in my apartment somewhere, and I'll post pictures when I'm home.

After two nights here, I head back to Amsterdam for another four. Then one more night in London, then home.

Thursday, May 24, 2007

Day 2

While getting lost when drunk in London is not unfun, it would be far more fun if the people were friendlier.

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

First Thoughts on London

I arrived in London this morning. But before I left JFK, I exchanged my money and almost cried. You know what 1,000 U.S. dollars get you? 100 pounds and 500 euros -- that's what, rather, that's all. Little ole' eefers didn't realize you have to pay to exchange your money. It's not like getting 8 quarters from the guy at the bodega for the bus. No, they sell you money by hiking up the exchange rate and then charging a commission. I did, however, turn on the charm (read: pathetic poor girl act) to have the commission waved.

So, I'm on a 20 pounds/day budget in London (luckily I'm staying with a family I used to sit for in the city and their fridge is stocked) and will be on a 40 euros/day budget in Amsterdam (after I pay for my hostels which include a free continental breakfast).

Being on said budget, I stopped into McDonald's for a 1.99 Big Mac. And you know what? The people who work at McDonald's are not unattractive. And the female employees wear skirts and nylons and little black ballet flats. They're friendly, and helpful and my Big Mac was hot, if not so fresh.

Now, if I can just avoid getting run down by a car before I have a chance to spend my fortune....

P.S. The tube costs about 6 pounds! Good thing I bought some Birkenstocks.

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

Hot Shot

My friend Daniel took this great shot on the Brooklyn Bridge yesterday. Yes, that's my nose. We were shooting for a piece I'm doing on sun damage for the Brooklyn Paper, hence my comment about my "sun damaged nose."

Visit Daniel Krieger's website or find him on flickr.

Monday, May 14, 2007

Book Deal

Lil' ole' me has a book deal. My contemporary casserole cookbook, tentatively titled "Hot Stuff: Not Your Mama's Casserole" will be published by Perigee books in Fall 2008. More casserole goodness here.

In It to Win It

Congratulations to my awesome (and I mean that in the godliest sense) kickball team the Divine Sisterhood of the Sacred Bleeding Heart for our first win last night. And to our captain Lia for scoring three runs!

Personally, I think the little chant I composed had a little something to do with our win:
Hail Mary
Full of speed
Make those mother kickers
bleed!

Thanks be to kickball
[Brooklyn Kickball]

Friday, May 11, 2007

Fun With Paint

We just painted these rad stripes on the kitchen floor.

More images on my crazy casserole blog.

Thursday, May 10, 2007

25 Ain't So Bad

As many of my loyal readers know, I was freaking out a bit about turning 25 (it happened yesterday; if you didn't call, let the guilt ensue). My upcoming trip to Europe has eased the blow a bit and yesterday, I got a call from my agent that someone actually wants to publish my contemporary casserole cookbook (tentatively titled: Hot Stuff: Not Your Mama's Casserole). I can't say much more than that, as nothing has been signed, but this is huge, huge, huge news. To get things going, I've created a casserole-centric website, independent of eefers. Go check out casserolecrazy.com, comment, and mooch the off the recipe section.

Saturday, May 05, 2007

Countdowns

5 days from now I will be 25.
13 days from now it will have been a month since I've had sex.
1 month from now I will already be back from Europe.

Totally random numbers; just thought I'd share.

Also, I really hope I don't make it to the whole "a month since I've had sex" thing.