so I had an interesting event that occurred Saturday. I live with 5 guys and there is at least 7 people in the house at all times, so I was surprised when I woke up sat morning and noone was around. I called a few mobiles and no answers so decided to go for my regular morning latte. Two coffees later and I realise to my building frustration that I dont have house keys. I have been wanting to get to the Salvatore Ferragamo museum for awhile, so take the opportunity to distract myself.
Its closed until the 18th December.
Its an understatment to say that I was in a bad mood. I could have kicked a puppy.
I decided to go to my favorite place in Florence to chill out. It was 3 in the afternoon and Michelangelos square over looking the city would be warm enough from the days sunshine (its winter here, and freezing!)
As I was walking up the path some creep must have spotted me alone and decided to wait around the corner, pants to the ground, touching himself!for some reason I wasn't surprised, just really disgusted.I quickened my pace significantly and got to the square to find hundreds of asian tourists and not one of them spoke english. Now I had started to panic knowing that I had to take the same path to get back down to the city. I got through to one of the boys on the mobile, who came to my rescue on his moped.
It prompted me to think about all the bumps I have experienced during this round of my European adventure.
I had my wallet stolen on the subway in Paris, My camera taken while I was uploading photos in an internet cafe in Rome. I was even physically assulted at a train station in Barbes Rocheaurt, Paris.
My life is like heart rate monitor, irregular ups and downs. For all the great things that I have created for myself, weird and unusual events tend to be not far behind. It forces me to be conciously aware of myself in the present moment, and in doing so has a releasing effect, as if time ceases to be of importance, money and success become irrelevant and understanding the relationship I have with myself is the most significant and meaningful relationship I will ever have.And that goes for you too...
Its closed until the 18th December.
Its an understatment to say that I was in a bad mood. I could have kicked a puppy.
I decided to go to my favorite place in Florence to chill out. It was 3 in the afternoon and Michelangelos square over looking the city would be warm enough from the days sunshine (its winter here, and freezing!)
As I was walking up the path some creep must have spotted me alone and decided to wait around the corner, pants to the ground, touching himself!for some reason I wasn't surprised, just really disgusted.I quickened my pace significantly and got to the square to find hundreds of asian tourists and not one of them spoke english. Now I had started to panic knowing that I had to take the same path to get back down to the city. I got through to one of the boys on the mobile, who came to my rescue on his moped.
It prompted me to think about all the bumps I have experienced during this round of my European adventure.
I had my wallet stolen on the subway in Paris, My camera taken while I was uploading photos in an internet cafe in Rome. I was even physically assulted at a train station in Barbes Rocheaurt, Paris.
My life is like heart rate monitor, irregular ups and downs. For all the great things that I have created for myself, weird and unusual events tend to be not far behind. It forces me to be conciously aware of myself in the present moment, and in doing so has a releasing effect, as if time ceases to be of importance, money and success become irrelevant and understanding the relationship I have with myself is the most significant and meaningful relationship I will ever have.And that goes for you too...
