snack box disaster time

so back in april i lived like a baller 

in business class on my way to prague. 

maybe you remember?

(if not, you can read all about it here:

I really was a rockstar.)

flights to europe are great though --

even if you aren't in business class. 

you get free booze, good food, and a blanket. 

not so on domestic flights. 

they flippin' suck. 

no food, no entertainment, no blankets. 

 

nothing. 

death. 

obviously the flight home from mexico yesterday was no different. 

first, my flight was delayed by some imaginary tropical storm.
second, i had to fly into newark.
gross.
and third, i was hungry.
like chew off your own arm hungry.

disaster.


i left puerto escondido at 10am.
rode a bus for 2 hours.
waited at the airport for 6 hours.
flew 3 hours to houston.
where i had 1.5 hours to go through immigration and customs,
and walk the 17 miles across the airport.
just to get on another 3 hour flight to newark landing at 1am.

disaster. 

sure continental gave me a $8 voucher.
which I definitely used in huatulco. 

but what about the rest of my 12 hours of journey?

am I just supposed to starve?

awesome. 

so i gave in and got a snack box. 

an $8 snack box. 

yeah, i got the most expensive one. 

because like the flight attendant so aptly pointed out,

it had olives and hummus in it. 

done. 

and look at how flippin' fancy that is. 

 

 adorable.

my only complaint now is why would you charge me for this?

why wouldn't you just add a $10 fee onto the price of each ticket

and give me some freakin' food?

i mean really, who wouldn't pay that for the convenience of eating?

i'm just saying. 

it's a great idea.

zinka!!

anyone who knows me

knows that I turn lobster within a matter of hours

if i'm out in the sun.

so my childhood was filled with more sunscreen

than most people can imagine.

and it was filled with

zinka!

me and my brother's cheeks and noses

were constantly covered with some neon color or another.

i thought those days were gone.

no more hot pink cheeks.

no more neon green nose.

bummer city.

not so.

mexico,

mexico is the answer.

they have every color of zinka imaginable

(including clear. lame)

in the small surf town of puerto escondido.

love.

chilaquiles

um, nachos for breakfast?

yes please.

thanks.

love.

callo de margarita

so it's not a creepy fruit

(which we all know i'm totally in love with)

but it is totally creepy.

for days we watched this man wade into the ocean
and return with some sea creature in the biggest shells i've ever seen.

and people were buying them like hot cakes.

obviously i would need to try them.

and obviously by the time I gathered my courage
and figured out how to order them in spanish
he was sold out.

obviously.

(and obviously i still had no idea what these creatures really were.)

did that stop me?

has it ever?

so i came back the next day.
and ordered them.

and ate them.

well,
i tried.

but those bad boys were definitely moving.

um, gross.
and, obviously, totally awesome.

it wasn't until i was almost halfway done 

that figured out i was eating a flippin scallop.

mi primero clase de español

so i've been told to update this sucker.

(you aren't pleased with my long overdue czech updates?

lame.)

well, you will have to deal with gross looking posts then.

at least until i can get to a computer and fix them

and add pictures.

tomorrow will mark the end of week 2 in mexico.

hollar.

jb has left,

so the fun part is over,

(more will be said about this,

but you really need to see the pictures to get it.)

now it is time for learning spanish with lp.

we had our first class this morning.

and i think i did ok.

(i'm pretty convinced i sound like an idiot 95% of the time.)

i knew a lot of what she taught us

(how to conjugate verbs)

but having someone explain it to you

instead of trusting rosetta stone,

just cause it's rosetta stone,

is nice.

and we have homework.

adorable.

we have to write about a friend.

making it as long as possible

so we can practice all of the fun verbs we learned today.

i'm kind of excited

and kind of totally flippin' nervous.

disaster?

tal vez.

ps. you should assume any and all spanish i attempt to write here

is completely wrong.

i am a mess,

perpetually,

as we all know all too well.

pps. we are currently in puerto escondido

(the 2nd place in the world for surfing)

and the waves here are freaking crazy huge.

disaster?

100 per cent.

yikes.

krobotovi

so these are the fabulous people who i went to visit in the CZ.

(that's right babi's a gangster.)

pavlinka krobotova

aka. babi

 

karolinka

my new bestie.

tomaš and violka

these two have the best eyebrows i have ever seen.

matouš.

poor kid is living in a woman's world.

um, adorable.

 

zbynek and babi.

the american contingent of the krobotovi.

 

kostnice sedlec ossuary

the bone church.

i'm not going to say much, 

because the pictures pretty much speak for themselves.













there is a skull and cross bones on the top of the church.

whaaaaaat?


amazing.

rockstar.

if you want to know more: http://www.kostnice.cz/

the captain turns two!

happy birthday captain.

avocado ice cream

• 3 avocados
• 1 cup sour cream
• 1/2 cup heavy cream
• 1 tbsp lime juice
• 3/4 cup sugar
• teensy bit of salt

put everything in a bowl.

mix.

puree.

ice cream make it.

freeze. 

um, 

hello sweet guacamole.

i love you.

and thanks to vd and sjd for watching the babies.

ps. the mexican vacation starts tomorrow. 

see you in august!