Giorno de Vacanza 24

One of the strangest things here, I think as an American, is that you don’t get water at restaurants. You buy a liter bottle of water, and then share it. #AndNoStraws

See above, a liter of water, a small bottle of coke, and Paul’s beer. The water comes in liter bottles, often scratched up because they are recylced. The bottles are sent back to the distributor, where they are sanatized and refilled. Much like old soda bottles used to be. #GetThatNickel The same with the Coke. It’s the only soda you can order here, for the most part, and it comes in individual small bottles. No fountains here.

Also, you have a choice of water: Natural or Sparkling. So you have to be sure and specify to the waiter that you want natural, or no gas (bubbly), or not fizzy. Because carbonated water is just gross. And of course, ice isn’t a thing here. The bottles of stuff generally come cool, not quite chilled.

Giorno de Vacanza 23

It’s a lazy Wednesday, and the rain has moved in from the mountain. Much like summers in Colorado, the afternoon sprinkles roll through every afternoon. Sometimes the mist blocks out the mountains completely, and the rumbly thunder echoes through pretty spectacularly! It does make it a bit humid, having no a/c and relying on all the windows to be open, but it is still only 70F and not very bright out. So it is pretty tolerable. ๐Ÿ˜‚

This AirBnB is big into sustainability and conservation. They have a solar panel system for the hot water, a rain barrel system for landscaping, underground heating around the parking lot for winter safety, and are very into recycling. The roof drainage gutter below is kind of cool, rather than just spewing out of the tube, it has chains to the ground. So not only does it sort of help the runoff to spread better, it is an interesting landscape look. There are a lot of succulents incorporated into the landscaping, as well.

Giorno de Vacanza 22

Ciao!

Today, I’m gonna share a little bit of ‘vita quotidiana’…everyday living. Yesterday I shared how important recycling is here. But everyday usage of things is much more than just the trash. Things in general come in smaller packages, smaller portions, and use less energy.

Below, is our refrigerator. It’s pretty typical for Europe. The freezer is the bottom door. A lot of IKEA stuff here, so they are often hidden by cabinet fronts. You can see they are big-mini-fridge size by American standards, but Europeans tend to do small shopping every few days. Always picking up just a few days worth of say, fresh bread or drinks. There are no Sam’s, or Costco’s, or 96-packs of toilet paper here! And it really isn’t that hard to get used to. There are also no super stores here, no Targets or WalMarts, so everything is done at the local market or corner store. Groceries here don’t generally carry clothes and car parts and stuff, they carry groceries. And a limited choice, at that. You have cereal. Maybe two or three choices. Not an entire aisle. So that little corner market has everything you need in it’s tiny space, you just pick the only brand they have. But that’s normal here, and really, who needs twenty choices of freaking frosted flakes?

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While I’m talking about groceries, check out the milk (yes, milk!) and soda below! The Coke bottle is a rarity here, an actual 20 oz. American size, for scale. Milk is shelf stable here. It comes in small cartons, not refrigerated, and in a six-pack usually. And it tastes just fine. You bring it home, stick it in the fridge, and it’s fine. Groceries don’t have four aisles of freezer cases, churning 24/7 with power usage. The Pepsi bottle is pretty representative of drinks here. Coke is by far the most common drink here. Most restaurants ONLY serve original Coke. Not diet, not Dr Pepper, not anything else. Just original Coke. And the serving size is small. No super size, large, or 32 oz. sizes here. The groceries do sell Fanta Orange and Pepsi, if you’re lucky. But this small size is the norm.

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Now the beer…it comes in Three-Packs. The groceries and gas stations sell alcohol here, and it’s almost all light beer. Finding a dark beer is next to impossible, much to Paul’s chagrin! Besides the three-packs, the groceries often sell single bottles.

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Along with the warm milk, eggs are not kept cold. They are sold in small packs, below is a two-pack, but they also come in fours and sixes. They are generally on an end-cap near the bread section. They just need washed before you use them, as any American chicken person will tell you.

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Before we leave the grocery store, check out this toilet paper! At first, I was like okaaayy…they are saving the cardboard, that’s cool, but how do I put it on the holder? Then I realized you push the center out, and it is it’s own little travel-pack of tissue! How cool is that? It even has a little label telling you to put it in your purse or car or take it camping! For some reason, I find the little cultural differences (almost) more interesting than the ancient sites here!

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Another energy-saving, normal thing here is the laundry. Below, a typical washer. It’s tiny. I mean, like literally three pair of jeans, tiny. You have to do a small load almost every day. And dryers are very rare here. Everyone uses clotheslines or clotheshorses, the wire stands that you lay things on. Even in the fancier neighborhoods, you’ll see clothes strung out on balconies and yards, which Americans tend to think of as being a poor urban high-rise kind of thing. But it is the norm here. The washer says, from left to right, “fabric (cotton, synthetic, etc.)”, “spin speed”, “water temp (in Celsius)”, “start/pause”, and “power”. #ThanksGoogleTranslate #WeUseTidePodsHereToo #Yum

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The windows in Italy are crazy, too! They don’t have screens. Anywhere. So you open the window and that’s it. Big, open, open. You would think that no screens would be unbearable because of bugs, but there really aren’t that many bugs here. We seem to be having a lot of mosquitoes at this particular place, but then, there is a garden right outside our door. There tends to be some sort of shutters, either wooden like these, that you reach out and grab, pull in, and latch tight. Or some newer places have these cool metal, roll down shutters, that have a rope in the wall next to the window. Below right, the windows have two settings. You can turn the handle one way, and the window swings open to the side. You can close it and turn the handle the other way, and it tilts in about six inches. Which is nice if it is raining or really hot and you just want some air flow. Some places have air conditioning, like our current apartment. Even so, it is a modern equivalent to a window a/c. A small wall unit controlled by remote. But many places don’t even have that, hence the big open windows. Many people just throw open their houses every night, then close the shutters up and keep the cool in while they are gone each day.

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Paul and I are by far the largest people here. The stereotype of fat, shirtless Italian guys wearing speedos and gold chains might still be happening at the beaches here, but around town, we are definitely “not from around here”. Which is only made more apparent when we are buying groceries everyday. It’s the norm here, but as Americans shopping every day, we feel like we are just shoveling food in! The neighborhood vibe is still going strong in Europe, people walk everywhere, take their dogs everywhere (inside and out), talk to people they pass on the street, talk to their neighbors, sit on their porches and balconies and talk to strangers walking below. It is a very friendly, stranger-welcoming place, which is so odd to us as Americans. We have the personal space thing, sitting as far from each other as possible in a row of chairs, “All these spaces, and you sit right next to me?!?” and all that.

Chow for Now!

Giorno de Vacanza 21

Felice Lunedi! Happy Monday!

So, recycling is a very big thing over here. Even in the most disposable of places. Here, Diesel Bear was enjoying some McDonald’s at the Venice Mestre Train Station, before we headed to Milan. Did you know they have a bacon and egg burger here? So yummy!

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And this is the trash at McDonald’s. All of the McDonald’s. There is a place for your paper cup, your plastic utensils, your organic (food) waste. This is a common site at many quick dining places. Along with Burger Kings selling beers. Yep! I didn’t get a picture but the new Burger King here has three beer taps on its counter.

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Vacation Days 5, 6, & 7

Saturday we were awakened to a power outage at our hotel. At 7:30am. We thought we would just walk down to the McDonalds a block over…but the power was out all around us. Fortunately there was still hot water, so we showered then drove a ways away to find breakfast. My friends Jason and Scott were getting married today, the entire reason we were here! We returned to the hotel to find power restored, put on our nice, suffocating dress clothes, and went to the ceremony. I didn’t cry, but it was a very touching and heartwarming service, between two amazing people that are beyond meant for each other ๐Ÿ˜ Of course I still had a stupid migraine (too much bright sun and sinus-drying a/c) so we left the reception early. A nap at the hotel helped me though, and we were able to rejoin the celebrations that evening at a local bar for drinks and dinner.

Sunday, we packed up and headed west…er, to my mom’s house east of Los Angeles. She is car-sitting while we are in Italy. The drive from Phoenix to Hemet is only about 4 hours, but it is the I-70 of the desert. Boring beyond belief. The I-10 is nothing but trucks going 60mph and cars going 90. But we made it, her little dog actually liked Paul (Khaos is a man-hating monster), and spent a relaxing evening catching up.

Monday, we did some laundry and sorted through what we were taking to Italy and what we were leaving. When we return on June 28th, we’ll be staying in California for a few weeks. It was another uneventful day, we went out for pizza, did some work on our phones, and lounged around. We hit the sack early, as we had to be back up by 1am to head for LAX. Had to beat the traffic and check in early for our 6am international flight.

Vacation Day 4

Friday dawned a *little* less hot, only mid 90’s. ๐Ÿ˜‚ Paul and I had an entire day free to explore Phoenix. We did a little shopping, had an amazing lunch at Chompie’s, an authentic New York Deli chain in PHX, and then we went to the aquarium! But not to see fish…they were hosting a special travelling exhibition of Bodies Revealed! Learn all about the exhibit here.

I have wanted to see this show since I lived in Phoenix twelve years ago. I always missed it though, in Kansas and around the country. But it was amazingly worth it! The process they use to preserve the tiniest of veins and nerves is unbelievable. Paul was a trooper, medical things are not his cup of tea, but he knew how much I wanted to see this. ๐Ÿ˜˜

After the bodies exhibit, we made our way back across town to a dinner of Panda Express and an early night at the hotel.

Did you know? The city of Phoenix has a little over 1 million people…but the greater metro area has 4.7 million! ๐Ÿ˜ฎ

Vacation Day 3

There’s a Bear in my room! โœˆ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿป

After already hitting 100ยบ by noon, Phoenix reminded me of how un-acclimated I had become. Even with my sunglasses, it was so bright all day that I got a headache. The squinting is not only bad for wrinkles, but for tension in the forehead muscles.

Check out was at noon, so I had to venture out into my favorite big city and kill time until Paul’s plane landed tonight. Not much more to say…I wandered two Targets, a TJ Maxx, a DSW, a Kohl’s, and had an amazing omelette at my favorite NY-style deli!๐Ÿ˜‹

We’re all checked into our home for the next three days, a Candlewood Inn, with an amazingly equipped kitchen, even for an extended stay place. ๐Ÿค” Aspirin has been taken and the lights are going off. ๐Ÿ›

Useless fact of the day: Our hotel is on Baseline Avenue, so named because when Phoenix was being settled and mapped out, this road was the center (or baseline). ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“

Useful fact of the day: All of the numbered, north-south running roads in Phoenix start low in the middle and get higher as they go out. Streets go towards the east, Avenues towards the west. (< ave. 4 3 2 1 / 1 2 3 4 st. >) ๐Ÿ›ฃ

Vacation Day 2

After spending a restless night in Tucumcari, NM (why must hotel A/Cs be so loud ๐Ÿค”), I was up bright and early and on the road by 8:30. Took a quick spin around the town, as it is on Historic Route 66…but it is definitely past its prime. Not even a cafe! Nothing but dilapidated and abandoned roadside hotels and disintegrating billboards ๐Ÿ™ So after a McGriddle and OJ, I hit the highway. The real highway.

Running parallel to Interstate 40, but to the south, is Highway 60. It’s actually a very nice route! Two lane, but with a lot of long passing lanes, nice blacktop and zero traffic! I mean, (proper use of) literally no other vehicles for 30 or 40 minutes at a time! It’s 65mph, too, although every little town drops down to 35 ๐Ÿ˜‘. But all the neat things are down there! The V.L.A (Very Large Array) of Radio dishes. You can read about it here.

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And Pie Town! A town that literally consists of two pie restaurants and a campground! ๐Ÿ˜ It was a small kitchen and three family dining tables. The owners, a couple, were extremely friendly and conversed with all of us as we ate. One couple was hiking a well-known trail, having started at the Mexican border 8 days before. Another couple made a Dorothy joke, but I let it slide because he said he was actually from Ozawkie, a town near Topeka! But he had become a snowbird, fleeing to Arizona, forty years earlier ๐Ÿ˜‚ They serve food as well, and I had a homemade chicken pot pie, before my amazing Pear-Ginger dessert! ๐Ÿ๐Ÿฐ Read all about Pie Town here.

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After a few more fuel stops, I made it to far east Phoenix about 6:30pm (they’re on Pacific time right now). The sun was setting and I couldn’t see where I was going, so I just exited and found the first decent hotel I could. ๐Ÿ˜‚ Paul will fly in tomorrow night, and we’ll have Friday to explore Phoenix, then a friend’s wedding on Saturday!

Vacation Day 1

Woke up with a headache. At 5:30am. Because of course. So after laying around all morning, I got on with my final, procrastinated chores and actually drove away at 3:30pm. ๐Ÿ˜ž

The drive west was uneventful, and by that I mean boring. It was cloudy, which was nice for driving into the sunset, and the traffic was non-existent! The two lanes nowadays are so much better, both surface and passing-wise, anyway. After a quick stop in Liberal, continued south on 54, through Guymon, OK and Dalhart, TX. Managed to shoot the gap between two thunderstorms around the OK/TX border, but did get a nice lightning show! ๐ŸŒฉ

Made it to the near-halfway point of Tucumcari, NM about 10:30 Mountain Time. So a solid 8 hrs on the road. Tomorrow, gonna check out the downtown here…it is on Historic Route 66! Then taking highway 60 across NM and into Arizona. It runs parallel to Interstate 40, just to the south. It also goes through a place called Pie Town, which I saw on a PBS travel show ๐Ÿฐ

Random Fact of the Day: Interstate numbers go up as they go north and east. Also, even numbers run east/west, and odd numbers go north/south. I knew this already, but this link explains it in more depth.

You can read about the Interstate system here.