Ephemeral Mumble Song

Friday- Work early. Get off work. Get on bike. Sweat. Give hugs to friends. Get on bike. Sweat. Get home. Go on run. Sweat. Get home. Clean up. Get on bike. Sweat. Give hugs. Get on bike. Sweat. Get home. Drink beer. Hide in my room while Nicki packs up her room. Avoid conversation at all costs. (Remember Andrea, you're at a sensitive time of the month and will probaby start to cry if you can't find matching socks. You hardly WEAR socks!) Lock self in room. Drink shitty beer. Listen to animal collective on repeat. Suddenly realize how ridiculous it is to fall asleep to any song on repeat with a shitty beer in your hand. Drink the beer.

Saturday- Wake up with the shitty beer headache. Suck it up and offer a hand. Get rejected. Decide it's best to go to mom's house. I mean, it's Mom's house! Wave goodbye to T street and friend. Get choked up. Wish for beer. Get to mom's house. Find no beer. Scavenge through any drawer that looks like food fits in it. Eat the food. Hug Mom every time she passes by. Hug Dad. Hug sister. Eat the food. Hug brother. Hug sister. Hug Mom. Hug sister. (She becomes an extra limb when I'm around. I dig it). Make the salsa. Watch the movie. Wish for beer. (I don't even like beer that much!) Wish for gin. Watch the movie. Watch the news. Wish for bed. Get the couch. Don't get the sleep. Sister won't accept a quitter. Watch the news. Note the time. Try to get the sleep. Don't get the sleep.

Sunday- Get the alarm. Get to church. Do the thing. Get home. Make the food. Eat the food. Watch the game. Eat the food. Watch the movie AGAIN. Do the laundry. Hug Dad. Hug Mom. Hug limb (sister). Hug brother. Drop brother off. Finish the movie. Finish the laundry. Make the call. Miss the friend. Take the food. Pick up the brother. Get back to T street. Flip the switch. Feel the void. Pack the shit. Play the song. Avoid the beer. Repeat the song. Wish for gin. Pack the shit. Stay awake. Fight to sleep. Stay Awake. Fight to sleep. Stay awake. Stay awake. Still awake.

Monday- Still awake. See the sun. Curse the sun. Get the alarm. Curse the alarm. Take the shower. Play different song. Race to work. Work. Work. Get off work. Get on bike. Sweat. Get to other job. Still awake. Write the blog. Still awake. Stop.

No sleep till Athens. (who sleeps in Athens???) 7 days and counting...

D.A.B.D.A.

As the day of our departure inches nearer, I find myself buoyantly dreaming my way through what was once considered my daily routine. The streets leave an unfamiliar aftertaste upon my tongue and as I prepare to kiss them goodbye we count our way through the steps of acceptance one digit at a time. One handful of stages that will help to turn the pages; from here to there, from earth to air we fly. Twelve days more that we have left to say goodbye.

Gold Soles: Take One (bitches)

First of all, allow us to apologize for the lack of...well whatever the heck it is that these blogs usually have that are so intriguing. Surely as the days progress we will become more familiar with this process and can accurately relay the events to come with at least the slightest bit of finess and perhaps that hint of spice that will keep you coming back for more. And now let us begin the countdown of our epic journey toward distant lands and into the unknown (cuz we don't know!) and we hope that you will join us. Let this mark the beginning of our countdown continued. In approximately 18 days we (Nicoletta and Andrea) will embark on our relatively blindly navigated mission into the next chapter of our lives with little but the clothes in our packs and images of a life once lived to carry with us. As we leave our beautiful families, friends and home behind, we ask only for your blessings (well, I mean, we don't reject donations) and best wishes on this trip. On June 29th these two studs will depart from San Francisco and with a very brief layover in Paris will arrive into Athens on the 30th. If the gods of travel permit, we will spend at least 10 days on the islands and then into Bulgaria we go!! We will do our best to update you on the happenings of adventures to come, but for our sake and yours, we ask that you be patient. That said, let the countdown continue...