paris day 2 2019

welcome back to your poop read, before bedtime read, boredom read.

we left off at the shitty hotel. we had to go look for food because there wasn’t any breakfast being served where we stayed or anything near us. we ended up at a sushi place? was it sushi? bro, my memory is so bad. all I remember was this was my first experience with the Coca-Cola there. it changed my life. I just can’t explain how much i loved this coke. yes, I can. I bought some and put it in my checked in luggage because I wanted to bring it back home.

maria y su yoongi

we walked back to the hotel, packed up and went on about our way to the new hotel I found on hotels.com . shoutout to them. here we are making our way to the new hotel.

immediately, it was a brand new world. this place was super clean, spacious and when we arrived, the guy at check in told us we had gotten our own beds bless. hotel leman opera. you are beautiful. it is affordable and clean. that’s my review for that. i’d stay there again. 

paris is fucking huge. i’m not sure why that never crossed my mind. 

we decided to walk around and explore. this was when I got my first and only taste of french crepes. amazing experience. after we made our pit stop for crepes we kept walking and that heatwave was hitting hard so enjoy this picture of my raspberry ice cream.

as I have mentioned before, maria has already been to paris so she knew where all the cool things were. maria suggested Sacré-Cœur, which is a church, but it has a nice view of the city. the church is really nice inside because it has gold stuff on the ceilings, but you’re not allowed to take pics inside.

after this trip to the church, i was hungry. not a surprise, I’m always hungry. I looked up places that sold steak, but that also had vegetarian options for maria. 0/5 would recommend. the aesthetic was cute, but not my steak. my steak was not it. when we were done eating, it was the moment I had been waiting for. I was able to see the eiffel tower where I also saw french rats. I didn’t take pics of them, but enjoy these other pics because before we knew it, our day was over and we went back to our hotel to sleep! maria decided to stab me in the middle of the night. no cap. I could have died. but i didn’t because she was using her hand to stab me in her sleep.

comment how you like your steak, or if you’re vegetarian, your favorite spot.

 

paris 2019

welcome back, read this during your pooping time, break, before bed, you know the drill.

I shit you not, when I was booking my flight to paris this is what was going on in my head

 

there will be no pictures in this post except for memes because, well, this is a shit show. when is my life not a shit show?

let’s begin.

3 people were originally supposed to go on this trip; maria, myself and someone who will not be named since we are no longer friends. this person, had to back down on the trip which left me and maria.

maria had actually been to paris before so I had asked her for recommendations on places to stay that weren’t sketchy. not to sound like a negative nancy, but you always have to be aware of which places are safe, blah, yadayada. she had sent me some, but nothing was confirmed. if you know maria, you know that this woman is impossible to get a hold of over text.

I was in charge of finding our flights, airbnb’s and scheduling which dates we’d be in what cities. the reason we were able to take this trip is because we were ballin’ on a budget, that’s why our trip was short when it came to being in each city. it was like a preview tour, I guess, so we could see what we liked and come back in the future for a longer period of time. ANYWAY, when maria didn’t answer us about places, and the other person backed down, I panicked. what do I do when I panic? book the shittiest hotels apparently. 

our flight to paris from amsterdam was late, but we got there safely, thankfully. if you’ve read my first amsterdam post (if you haven’t go do it!) I mentioned a heat wave. bitch, we’re from the bay area, we’re dead after 75°F so let me tell you the fucking disbelief I was when we get to paris and it was still over 100°F. I don’t know why i expected the heat to magically disappear seeing as it was a heat wave in europe.

moving along, we arrive and I order an uber, but it took forever to find where we were going to go order said uber because that airport is a hot ass mess. it’s worse when you’re a dumbass american going into a country where you don’t know the language! totally would go back in time and learn some basic french to save my life because I had a difficult time asking for help. finally, after 25 minutes I find where we are going to catch our uber and that was a mess. imagine bay area traffic but in the world’s smallest parking lot. our uber arrives and swoon, bitch, i was dead. infinity out of/5 uber stars for that handsome french man.

paris was the only place I didn’t use airbnb. paris was also the place where I was completely clueless because it was hard to find places based on what maria had told me. desperate times, call for desperate measures. I downloaded okcupid and decided to ask these hoes where were some safe areas. I gathered info, went onto hotels.com, (shoutout to them) and found a super cheap place. it was hard to pass since i’m the type of person who says I just need a bed to sleep on, and a shower since i’ll be gone all day exploring. 

H A H A  HA  HA  AHHA AHAH.BITCH YOU THOUGHT!

so we get there, and this place has some… character. for starters, we check in, and we had to put our luggage into the elevator by itself because it didn’t fit us with our luggage. we get to our room. y’all remember that heat wave?Image result for sweating meme

well, this place didn’t have an ac. this place had no pillows. the bathroom door didn’t close. our luggage had to be arranged at a certain angle in order for us to fit inside the room WITH our luggage. a MESS. it was a MESS. it was cheap, but I saw at what cost! I want to say I only lasted about 15 minutes before I desperately looked for wifi because I needed to get us the fuck out of there. and glory be to God because I found us a new hotel that I thoroughly inspected in photos this time but was also super affordable that we could check into the next morning. shoutout hotels.com. y’all a real one.

until next time. let me know in the comments if you suck at texting back.

 

day 3 and 4 of amsterdam

welcome back, you already know to read this when you need to poop, sleep, or are bored.

so, only a couple of my friends know this, but I journal. I decided to take my journal with me on the trip even if I didn’t really write a lot of entries in it, but let me tell you. that came in handy right now as i’m attempting to relive these moments. cue: moments by one direction

the reason I love traveling with maria is because she knows what she wants to do, but is also open to whatever I suggested. I mainly suggested food since I’m fat. comment your favorite food at the moment. we used my journal to jot down what we wanted to see/do. I used yelp and google to search up places for breakfast and I found https://www.moakpancakes.nl/

 

maria had actually seen a cat cafe while we were walking around the first day we arrived and we decided to go there before breakfast. when you get there, you pay to go into the cafe. I think it was $5? then they walk you over to the back where you get a menu in case you want small pastries and coffee. the cats were there… but they were over it. they were too busy sleeping. they were cute though. after we wrapped up there we went over to moak. it’s a really cute place for the gram. they have some pancakes that are about $110 USD, rightfully they are called “the golddigger” apparently it has 24k leaves lmfao. so if you want to flex about some expensive ass pancakes while you’re in amsterdam, you know where to go. I however, am a broke bitch so I went with the blue magic deluxe which has blueberries, strawberries, and bananas. this place is cool because they have vegan options. I would give it a 2.5/5 because i’m fat and nothing beats american pancakes. or so I thought… more to come when we get to paris.

maria wanted to rent bikes to experience the amsterdam experience. we found a little shop that rented them for the cheap. the seat was hella uncomfortable though. long story short, she thrived and I got left behind because apparently these mfs have hella laws that you have to follow and it was a lot so I just chilled and let her go, but eventually she noticed I wasn’t there so she came back for me and we lied to the bike guy and said I fell off the bike. he was nice and only charged us half. here I am literally being a poser before returning the bike. from here we decided to explore some more. we ended up walking through the red light district, but during the day because apparently it’s dangerous to go at night cause people be getting sex trafficked and shit. we weren’t trying to live the plot of taken while we were here so we played it safe. 

before we knew it, it was our last day in amsterdam. which was sad for us because we actually enjoyed amsterdam since it’s a very peaceful, green, friendly, welcoming, like, this place felt unreal. I wish I had spent more time here. hopefully someday i’ll be back. before leaving, we decided that we wanted to go on a canal tour. a million/10 would recommend. it’s really affordable $20, depending on which tour you choose. airbnb offers cool ones that give you breakfast, but we were tight on time because our flight was at 5pm that day. 

we obviously didn’t want to carry our luggage around, so I googled luggage storages and there was one pretty close to where we were going to go on the boat ride. this comes in handy because you pay $10, write down which luggage you’re checking in, and you come back before the storage closes. we walked over to the dock, looked for the company we had bought the tickets through, and checked in. when you walk onto the boat this company (who I can’t remember i’m soz) gives you headphones! you plug them onto the side and you can actually choose which language you want your tour in. enjoy these pictures from the trip and I will see you in paris.

 

day 2 of amsterdam 2019

my permanent disclaimer: my posts are really long because I be rambling. so read this when you’re

goodnight amsterdam

pooping, need something to read before bed, or if you’re bored and like to read.

welcome back to my 4 part installment of the amsterdam series. 

after night 1 of being in amsterdam and drinking amazing cider. no, like, maria thought she was drinking apple juice and it ended up being 7% alcohol or some shit.  we made a list of things we wanted to do and number one on our list was going to the van gogh museum. you can purchase tickets for the museum online beforehand which is what we did, and you can select which time slot best works for you or when you arrive to the museum, they have kiosks. the ticket was only $20USD! 

 

maria, queen of being the perfect travel buddy

as I had mentioned, there were little shops around our airbnb so we decided to check out a tea shop for breakfast. don’t judge me but I had never had chai tea, chai iced tea, etc, so I decided to grab one here and it was life changing to my taste buds (and was very disappointed when I came back to america because they are not anywhere near the same in terms of taste) the one I had there was handcrafted to sweet perfection, no dead ass, it was so sweet which is perfect for me because I have a sweet tooth.

if you’re ever in amsterdam and would like to explore a tea shop with a variety of delicious teas, check out https://www.instagram.com/tsteas/

we took an uber to the museum because although we had public transportation right by us, we weren’t sure how to use it yet. when you’re in europe, remember to download Citymapper because it comes in clutch! it tells you all the public transportations routes that are available near you https://apps.apple.com/us/app/apple-store/id469463298

fam, the reason i’m starting to document this shit is in case I end up like that lady from the notebook, but apparently it’s already happening 😭😭 I really am blanking here about the museum. from what I remember, they had an exhibit named van gogh and the sunflowers. there were no actual sunflowers, but they had these bad boys which changed colors.

after we were done walking around the whole museum, which is 4 floors, I had to check out the gift shop because my best friend is a huge fan of van gogh. as I was lurking for her gift, I came across this bunny. her name is miffy and she is an icon because well look at her, she’s so fucking cute. instant obsession skskks. hence, sorry to my cat since he’s a boy, but he’s named after her.

next on our list after the museum, was hitting up some markets we had looked up. then it happened, the big moment of us using public transportation. there are machines at the bus stops where you purchase your tickets, and it was super cheap for a 3 day pass. I believe it was $10. so we hopped on the bus and ended up at Bloemenmarkt. which if you’re like me you’ll go crazy, go stupid because there are sooooo many flowers. unfortunately, you can’t bring that shit back into the u.s. as you’re walking you can find souvenir shops and of course, weed. weed stuff almost everywhere in the shops, even if it’s just a small section. that’s when we decided to buy a weak ass edible. 0/5 would recommend. after this we found vintage shops which is what they call thrift stores…hmm… apparently maria and I starved or something because I don’t have any photo proof of us eating on this day. from memory though, we had mcdonalds because they have a lot more vegeterian options. they charge you 75 cents to get into the bathrooms. also, they don’t use toilet seat covers. which is weird to me because here, the bathrooms are free and we use toilet seat covers. we had dinner at a restaurant by a canal… that’s all I remember from this day. enjoy these pictures that took place throughout the day.

comment your favorite cider!

day 1 of amsterdam 2019

disclaimer: this will be long so read it while you’re pooping or need to fall asleep.

welcome back, loved ones. since I am clueless when it comes to all this website stuff, I deleted my old blog on accident 😀 and couldn’t get it back 😀 so here we are back to square one. I guess I only saved my london post, so that’s posted on the site.

today I started looking at my pictures of amsterdam and decided to reminisce on a time where my life was pretty darn cool.

maria and I flew with easyjet, I can’t remember if this airline sucked or not, but it was $60USD with our bags included so shout out.

all I remember at the beginning was feeling like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. I think maria will be the only person in the world that will know why or maybe not, but as soon as we arrived in amsterdam all we did was laugh. 

right off the bat, I was sus of amsterdam on the car ride from the airport to our airbnb, I wasn’t with it, we were wondering why were even there, but shoutout to that one kid for suggesting this because it honestly ended up being such an incredible suggestion. 

so, we get to this airbnb and we call the person in charge and he was…interesting. he was shirtless and told me i needed to take a shower because it was hot skksksks. 

rip nikes

please enjoy this picture of my foot and part of my leg going downstairs. i’ve provided you with this because there was about 5 more of these flights of stairs? maria’s luggage is the size of a fucking beer barrel. imagine a minion beer barrel. that’s what her luggage is in a nutshell. we were staying all the way on the top floor. so since we’re weak links, we struggled with the minion beer barrel, my luggage, and the fact that we were somehow expected to climb all these fucking stairs when it finally dawned on the shirtless man, “oh you want me to help you?” siR.

we finally reach the top of this never ending staircase and our room was clean, spacious and had an amazing window that I wish I had taken a picture of. the only downsides were 1) the fact that we went to europe during a heat wave and they had no air conditioning 2) the staircase that we had to climb up and down every time we went out.

once we left the airbnb, we walked around and saw there were little shops, restaurants, and coffee places around which was super convenient, we also noticed the bus lines were right by all of this.

after exploring the shops, we decided that our first meal in amsterdam would be pizza. we walk inside the restaurant, and we are greeted by a lil old man working there who thought we were italian. he didn’t speak english, we didn’t speak italian. it was a time because we decided to ask him for the wifi, but he thought maria was asking him for his number, so he pulled out a paper and pen and wrote his phone number down for her. I thought this meant we were going to get a free meal, but nah fam, he was not with it. he was holding it down for his business. respect. 

once we were done eating, we embarked on our walking journey. attached are pictures of said walking journey. mind you it was like 9pm during these pictures, wHAT THE HECK!?

what I remember from our walk is thinking everyone was so nice and that maria and I were delusional because we thought everything was funny. while on our walk, maria found out that omar apollo was also in amsterdam, but we missed the show. HOWEVER, he was so nice to her and really easy going which made me happy for her since she’s a fan. such a talented, tall, majestic, latino king.

that’s it for today. thanks for reading. 

comment your favorite minion.

london 2018

(disclaimer: this post is long so read it when you’re pooping or have time to read it)
previously on traveling, I went to new york! flying to london from new york was cheaper than flying directly from sfo/oakland because london is right there on the same coast or whatever (look, i’m not a geography expert, okay?)

dublin, ireland. may 2018
we arrived at london-gatwick airport only to walk on over to our check in gate for our flight to dublin, ireland! surprise! to summarize my trip to dublin; it is a beautiful place that i’d love to go back to. i need to read more, my only adjectives are literally “beautiful”, “cute”, like bitch what the fuck, you went to college get it together. comment your favorite adjectives.

after our short trip to ireland, it was finally time for me to be in the one place i’ve wanted to travel to for as long as I can remember. y’all ever heard of one direction? if you haven’t, this isn’t the place for you, i’m sorry. stop reading this and watch this video of my favorite british dweebs

so, they’re british. there are many places in the u.k that I will definitely explore if the Lord allows me to, but my choice was London. if you know who one direction is and you’ve watched their One Thing music video then there’s my logic behind it, okay?
immediately, I was in love because i’m fucking blown away by accents and looks apparently. congratulations, ruth, you’re shallow! the young man who was working security at the airport was gorgeous. I couldn’t deal. america who?
we stayed in a flat in islington which was about an hour and a half away from the airport. all I remember is falling asleep and snoring on the 1 hour bus ride from the airport to where the tubes are? tube is their version of bart, except cleaner, runs more frequently and doesn’t shut down, unless it does, but never experienced it while we were there. 
the flat was really close to the tube so that was cool because we were going to rely on public transportation to get around since we didn’t have a car. this trip was so long ago in my poor little goldfish brain that I don’t remember what happened day by day so just enjoy these pictures of me living my best life.

here I am next to this statue by buckingham palace. the amount of times sam ran around to get this picture is ridiculous because this was high up and she’s really short. was this the day I tried nandos? I wouldn’t be able to tell you cause I have shit memory. but I will tell you, nandos changed my life. if you don’t know, nandos is a restaurant chain that does peri-peri styled(?) chicken dishes. it was life changing. the moment I bit into the chicken I teared up because it was so damn good. I can’t even explain it. I wish I could virtually feed all of you this chicken. 

this is me before I got wasted (don’t tell my momma) yes, before. we bar/pub hopped after this and I guess the cider really is stronger there or i’m just weak. 

if you know me, you know i’m a friendly drunk who starts talking to everyone. so the stranger in the uber, was no stranger to me apparently because I started making fun of him saying his tinder date stood him up. fast forward, sam and I got off our uber with him. queens of being smart amirite? 
his date ended up being real and he left but sam and I encountered some british kids in suits??????? we thought it was prom. turns out it was some dinner banquet with some important people, i’m not too sure because  I was drunk. what I do remember is meeting a young fellow named tang. for the purposes of this blog his name is tang. tang was a snarky, haughty, posh british boy who I spent the night walking around with because I love putting myself in dangerous situations apparently. tang apparently according to my fan fic, was the love of my life because i’m good at telling fan fics about myself that apparently come true. 
that’s the end of this blog because I have a short term memory. 
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