Monday, February 04, 2008

I Am Not Quite Gone

1 1/2 days left. No packing done. Shit.

And so, Kansas and I will pack up our little backpacks of fun and spend the next three weeks avoiding frostbite in the forests near Brasov, the streets of Budapest and the outskirts of Prague. Hopefully...at the end of three weeks...he will still be there with me. Sorry, inside joke.

Anyway, like I did in Morocco back in October '06...I'll try and post while I'm there where I can. Maybe I'll even be able to upload a picture or two. Who knows! Though, to be completely truthful...I'd probably benefit from a break in blogging as much a break in working. However, since I know you're all currently tapping into your abandonment issues and crying yourself to sleep tonight at the thought, I'll refrain from refraining. Because I am a giver. And that's what givers do. Give. And blog.

And if ONE more person asks me to bring them back Absinthe...I'll break a bottle over their heads. We have BACKPACKS people...how much room do you think we have?! The last time I tried to bring liquid home in a backpack...the can of Pimms and Lemonade punctured all over a white Moroccan kaftan. It was really quite an imperialistically metaphorical moment. Or it would've been if it had been a can of Pastis. But they don't put Pastis in cans. And I wouldn't bring any home if they did because it tastes like black licorice, which in turn tastes like battery acid. Or what I imagine battery acid to taste like but hope never to find out for sure.

What the eff?! I don't have time for this. Shame on you for distracting me.

Cross your fingers that Kansas and I come back still in love!

Out!

20 keep(s) me blogging:

Sam, Problemchildbride said...

Have a smashing time, the pair of you. I was in Prague and Budapest about 10 years ago. A man on the train laughed at my passport because my name at the time was MacDonald (one of my many aliases. I am a notorious spy, that is to say, a bad one). He thought I was a burger magnate because they all travel on trains in Eastern Europe.

Budapest was lively and fascinating but I lost my coat there and was cold the rest of the holiday. but Prague was something else. I loved Prague but have never had a chance to go back. It's all old world, medieval street plans jammed up against realpolitik sovietski type monolith architecture - you can see a couple millennia of history writ large as you walk around the city.
Stay away from the Staropramen though. Stuff's obnoxious.

Take lots of pictures to show us! Travel safe and have a wonderful adventure, hun!

Ian said...

Tell your friends that they can buy Absinthe in the good ol' US of A now. It's completely legal to import as of last year.

Also tell your friends that Absinthe tastes like drinking good'n'plenties, and it won't get you 'high'.

Devon said...

I want Romanian heroin. Or a funny hat made of dead animals.

Greg said...

If you can bring me back, say, a Nicolae Ceausescu alarm clock (much like the Chairman Mao alarm clocks one finds in China), I would be indebted to you. I'm sure Sue would love to wake up to that every morning.

Gorilla Bananas said...

You're going to Prague? There's a blogger called 'Lord Milky' who disappeared there. You've probably forgotten him. Now is the chance to make amends and return him to the bosom of his concubine.

Amazing that you haven't even packed and you're already talking about booze. What you need is one of Vlad the Impaler's hairs, which will protect you from stalkers and weirdos with tattoos on their butts. A pubic hair will protect you from beaver cooties.

Mary Witzl said...

'An imperialistically metaphorical moment' -- I just love that phrase.

Oh, for those wild, giddy days of backpacking around Europe! Have some fun for me. Get drunk a few times and sing on the streets for me, too. But -- I repeat myself.

Also, make sure and tell the Czechs and Hungarians you meet about that great ball of twine in Kansas. The silly ponces think they're the only ones with any culture.

Rachel said...

I hope you will pack some warm things? I dont know how I could bear it if you died of hypothermia trying to cross some Polish Mountian range.

Watch out for vampires too.

Oh, and what's absinthe?

Robert the Skeptic said...

Travel is the true test of a relationship's viability. Much more so than having an affair or other mundane trial. But just to be on the safe side, why don't you hold his passport for him. Bon Voyage.

Jill said...

Oh, primitive travel. I did the "pack-mule" style travel once. The funniest thing about it was the return at the airport in Houston. This freaky lady kept following me and my friend after we got off the plane, yelling "GET YOUR LUGGAGE FIRST! GET YOUR LUGGAGE FIRST!! BEFORE GOING TO CUSTOMS!" over and over again at the top of her lungs. We kept looking back at her but continued on to customs, because we had all our luggage on our backs. Guess she had never seen that before. Or maybe she thought we were deaf.

The Future said...

May your flights be quick and safe, may your accommodations be quaint and clean and your discoveries never-ending. I'll call you tonight to run through a "did you remember this" list with you. BV

Sarah said...

Hey, can you bring me back some absinthe?

nic said...

Have a great time, kara! I look forward to many great pics!

Can you bring me back some Absinthe? I love that stuff...
*snicker*

And I'll keep my fingers crossed for you and Kansas! :)

Jahooni said...

I am missing you already.... can you bring me back a four leaf clover? ...that is small for the backpack ;-)

Cappy said...

Kansas was quite a band, back in the day!

froelica said...

Dag-nabbit Sarah! You beat me to it! Well, just because I'm very un-creative (except with making up words) I'll say what I was going to say before my boyfriend's deadbeat sister stole my thunder.

Can you bring me back some absinthe?

The heavier the bottle, the better. And you should pick it up like the first day, then carry it around in your backpack for 3 weeks. That's what us idiots did with scotch.

Orhan Kahn said...

Can't believe I'm going to say this but I will miss you, muchly so. Hurry back, safe, sound and still in love.

Kara said...

you guys are the greatest. you're gonna make me tear up over here if you're not careful.

ok, now i'm really out.

theWaif said...

Thought I'd share a bit of the email Kara sent me from Prague, sounds like they made it in one piece and are getting along swimmingly:

"After 24 hours straight with our eyes open we fell into bed after a freakishly good czech meal at 7:30 PM yesterday. Uh huh. Now we're off to kill time in the city while we wait for our night train to Romania."

Ashley said...

Oh god... the time difference and almost-a-day of travel or more. I miss it so!

Ashley said...

I do.. I'm sorry if that sounded sarcastic.