Despite my absenteeism recently, last week was the 1 year anniversary of VeeQueue.com. Hooray?
I’ve been busy with job applications and a bit of a mad schedule at work, and trying to generally stay as sane as possible while that’s going on. I do miss blogging though, and I am happy to officially annonce that starting this week I’ll be back to properly updating every Wednesday.
Here’s to another year of VeeQueue.com, and new adventures in food, booze, and goats!
I make the same trip every year now. London, Dublin, Belfast, Brighton, cost-effective thanks to either miles or airline sales and gives me a chance to catch up with old friends…and make new ones. This time I brought too much luggage and a crappy camera. The trip was excellent.
Tonight I’m flying off to Europe for my yearly madcap dash from London to Dublin to Belfast to Brighton, then back to London. I am a little tired just typing that, but I’m also basically peeing myself with excitement to see friends, dance, and eat black pudding.
I’ve got a fair bit of travel under my belt at this point, and I’ve for the most part gotten the list of must-haves for any trip down pat (I still overpack on the clothes, but can cut down in a pinch.)
Also this list assumes that you’ve got your passport or ID, bank and/or credit cards, phone, clothes, and general stuff. This is the good stuff that, while not 100% necessary, can make your trip a lot more manageable and save you in a sticky – sometimes literally! – situation. It all goes in my carry-on, most of which goes in the quart or smaller bag, and tends to prove invaluable.
What is this? A post that is not a recipe or drink instructions? See guys, I do other things in my life, I promise.
Over the weekend I decided to hold a clothing swap to get rid of some old clothing and perhaps gain a few new awesome items. The swap rules were simple:
We started out by having drinks and snacks while watching Mean Girls and gossiping. I may have had a number of drinks by the time I remembered to take pictures…sorry for any blur.
One of the qualities that makes Las Vegas what it is is the sheer rediculousness of everything there. There are scale models of world monuments, over the top show, the ability to fire a machine gun in the desert…and the giant quantities of food and drink available. There are all you can eat buffets everywhere, and they’re a good way to cost effectively consume if you don’t mind eating one proper meal a day (supplemented by stolen fruit and hardboiled eggs from the grocery store.)
“Le Village Buffet,” Paris’ offering is attached to Ballys where I was staying, so it is unsurprising that I wandered over for brunch.
Welcome to the Vegas posts. A small warning – they are mostly going to be food porn, as my time was spent hanging out at the pool and eating things. Oh, and drinking champagne in my room with friends. It was excellent.
Anyway, after a few days of buffets (more on that later) I was ready for something a little different. I grabbed a few friends and we headed off to Mon Ami Gabi, a steakhouse under the Eiffel Tower the Paris Hotel.
…so right now I am watching ET. For the first time. It’s kind of amazing, unlike the not so quality Atari video game where the plot involved falling in holes. Over and over. Then dying.
Anyway, that’s what I am doing with my afternoon. It has been a long weekend and I am exhausted and in bed in Boston…real blogging resumes tomorrow.
I am still in Vegas and am heading home tomorrow. It’s been a good week, though I am a bit daunted to sort through the photos – I’ll probably start doing that while I wait at the airport at 5:30AM. But I’m still not finished with Ohio fun times!
One of the nice things about being in Ohio is that there is a whole lot of outdoors to explore, so we went on a 15 mile family adventure down the Little Miami river with Little Miami Canoe. At the start we were told that the trip would take between 3 and 5 hours, and we would have 5 bridges to mark our progress – the third bridge is halfway, the fourth is the 45 minute point, and the last is a few hundred feet from our exit point. Armed with our knowledge, and our canoes / sandwiches / cameras / sunscreen, we set off down the river.