pssst, pssst....

that's how men cat call a woman running down the street. seriously, still have not seen ONE woman runner. anywhere. how weird is that? today was my first solo run. 3 words. hot. humid. smoggy. ish. (okay my math has always sucked; that's four words.) granted i went this afternoon, so it wasn't the best timing but it was what fit into today's schedule. kinda weird to run out the front door and literally not know where you're going. but kinda wild too....so i got a few of those lovely cat calls and just thought they were pretting fitting...coming from men who acted like snakes. whatever.

here's a few more tidbits from the past day or so...

*we have hungarians, norwegians & latvians here in the hotel so it really *is* a small world after all :)

*there are mystery cords in all showers. no one knows what they do. apparently they don't call for help, they don't make the water hotter and they don't turn on a fan. got me.

*the shower is about 4 feet long by 2 feet wide by about 7 feet high. not kidding. there is hardly any room to do anything useful. shaving legs sometime soon is going to be a freaking magic trick...

*today is the first day the sun has been out & it's lovely. about 78 degrees, tho still a little humid

*80s pop music still reigns supreme in Europe. Every time we've been we get a lot of Wham!, Michael Jackson & Whitney Houston. thank god for iPods!

*store hours. Whenever the hell they want to be open. I guess that's the beauty of owning your own place. However with lots of folks in town for this festival you'd think they want to make more money. hmmmmm....

well, the next person is awaiting online time so i must go.....hope things back in the States are well....ciao, amigos ;)

ps those working at RCL, good luck this weekend with the start of SRP. yes i do feel guilty for not being around....and yes i still am thinking somewhat about 'real life' even when i'm on vacation. it's what i do.