Moronic Musings, Vol. 1

So I´ve arrived in Hvar, a Croatian Island, with my friends Megan and Clark, Megan being another Oliver Hall original. We did not plan these trips in unison, fate aligned. I think Clark would say the same, haha.

Some thoughts from my trip so far.

- It took me forever to figure out which fountains were okay to drink from in Rome!

- I´m not usually one to sign up for official tours. As a Chicago walker, I prefer to go at my own pace and figure I know a lot of history or can make it up as I go. That said, I wish I had Jen Green, my resident art history phone-a-friend, with me at the Vatican museum. I needed someone to explain the creepy muscular children in paintings. Although, I doubt the tour headsets delved into more controversial territory, like explaining that the vessel God is in in the Sistine Chapel is exactly the shape of the human brain, the larger implication possibly being we have direct access to ˝God˝ and priests are superfluous (all my Catholic school nuns just fainted in unison). In anthropology, you take some highly interesting art related classes, haha.

- I might have earned an Oscar nom for feigning interest in the Italy EuroCup match in Rome. The flopping is KILLING me. But it was a delight to watch Italians and their demonstrative hand gestures for each call or no call.

- Rihanna songs are ubiquitous here. No comment.

- New foreign beer ALWAYS tastes amazing on vacation, even though if I had it at home I´d realize it´s closest American cousin might be High Life.

 ˝I got a pan, I got a plan........˝

- America really does have an odd system of measurements. Clark and I were ordering some salami from a deli and she asked how many grams we wanted. We both just stared at each other.

- Yankees hats. Yankees hats everywhere. Not on Americans. Not even on people who know what a shortstop is. If only they knew the symbol of evil atop their heads. Example of our culture's strange pervasive influence.

- I have not seen a single cloud yet in Europe!

- This Croatian keyboard is killing me.

Up next, more Croatia time (probably Dubrovnik) with my cousin Ben. Ciao! Here's some pics.