The things I’ve learned from NYC to Athens (via Frankfurt and Vienna)
The things I’ve learned between JFK and Vienna en route to Athens with a stop in Frankfurt as well:
- i only want to travel first or business class going forward
- need to only travel with my godmother as she is the only person who can afford to indulge me
- the dollar totally blows next to the euro
- you’re not getting coffee with soy milk-whole milk or cream (enjoy)
- trying to locate tampons in a foreign airport is no easy task
- singapore airlines has managed to so successfully objectify women that I love and respect their brand building abilities
- the “manpri” (capri pants for men-gross) is still alive and well and…
- I think I’ve fallen in love with the guy who checked my passport in frankfurt.
My new boyfriend is now in a different city because I’m presently in Vienna, but I think this is what V noted to me the other day might happen while on vacation in greece: hotness hypnosis.
According to the urban dictionary (www.urbandictionary.com), hotness hypnosis is defined as the act of finding someone so physically attractive that you overlook serious flaws in their personality. I guess in the case of my German boyfriend I don’t even know if there are personality flaws (he appeared to be pretty flawless), mostly because we don’t speak the same language. Also, he is an immigration official, in Frankfurt and I’ve spent some time in Frankfurt and it is pretty terrible. I’m guessing we have nothing in common, but nonetheless I’m now officially looking forward to a trip filled with hotness hypnosis and good fun. Not sure how good I will be at blogging once the cocktails start flowing, but will make every attempt to provide updates on travel mishaps and international boyfriends whenever appropriate.
