Life is Short…..

Miserable is the only word I can come up with for the way I have felt the past few years.  I have lost some of the only things that mattered to me.. My horses and a few dogs..
I sat around and thought about how I wake up in the mornings and wonder why I woke up or what I was even doing… My attitude was shit… my parents bitched at me for having a piss poor attitude, I was rude, I didn’t care what anyone said or told me… I was a little asshole…. Then One day I saw a list on facebook, out of all the political bullshit posts you look at and meaningless bullshit that people post on facebook.. Something gave me a good idea…

this about sums up me in the past.

7 Easy Steps to Improve your attitude.

1. Stand Up
2. Stretch
3. Take a Walk
4. Keep walking
5. Board a Plane
6. Fly to Hawaii  ITALY (here is where I stopped and re-wrote these wise wise words I was reading)
7. Never Return…….

Fucking-A right on.   I decided right then and there this is what I was going to do.   My heart started racing a bit, my palms got sweaty and I knew…. this is what needed to happen.. So I applied for a visa..  and of course I forgot a few documents and they nice man at the embassy told me that I can just fed ex them back to him.. I walked away hopeful….. and then I waited.. and waited.. and waited.. and quit my job.. and started letting everything go….   and Got worried… and I said.. Ok.. I’m going on a farewell tour of America….
  I went to all my favorite places and made real memories and took pictures… and yes I turned into that tourist saying.. hey can you take my picture and Oh I’m taking a selfie here.. haha

My favorite Bridge

Asheville

I had never been inside the statue of liberty.. but I climbed those damn stairs this time…

The oddly weird magnetism of coney island…

L&B Pizza………..

Christmas In Florida…..  What the hell.. why not..

I battled all the assholes to get close to the Christmas Tree in Rockefella Center

“When I’m in New York, I just want to walk down the street and feel this thing, like I’m in a movie.”

Go to that really expensive bar in Williamsburg Brooklyn.. you know the one you pay 24 dollars for some shit martini.. yeah I drank the bitch and enjoyed the panoramic view..

walk your ass across the Brooklyn bridge… “One can’t paint New York as it is, but rather as it is felt. In New York it seems like there’s no Monday or Saturday or Sunday. And because no matter who you are, if you believe in yourself and your dream, New York will always be the place for you... “

And here is where everything got Dicey….Where the hell was My visa… and My veterinarian fucked up my Dogs health papers……………..  This was a crisis in itself…  I had a plane ticket leaving in a few days…  The veterinarian had 3 months to prepare these travel papers and so…. Gemma was good to go, but Rollo had to stay….  I will tell you what… I am so sick of people not doing their jobs.. or Calling and asking someone for help if you don’t Fucking know how to do your job… but, I’m practicing peace and love now.. and I won’t get into it.. It is what it is.. and I have to just get Rollo my next return trip to the States…     I was starting to have some second doubts and I had to make all these other arrangements and I was hitting panic mode…. and to make a long story short.. I said a little prayer and asked for a sign if I was doing the right thing.. and Bam…  Big priority express envelope came for me with my passport and Visa in it….

Rollo and Gemma laying next to the door before Gemma and I left.

So, Gemma and I boarded that plane headed for Munich….. and I cried so hard leaving Rollo….
and that was mixed in with exhaustion, stress, hate, pissed off, determination and waiting to exhale in Italy…  It was a long ass 9 hour flight.. and Poor Gemma was stuffed in a bag under my seat. We finally touched down in Germany and Gemma jumped out of her bag like she was shot out of a cannon..

Gemma wasn’t to sure about anything In Germany…

we had about a 5 hour layover in Germany.. Sometimes they give you a hard time with your health papers and sometimes they just let you through is what the USDA told me, So I got the later flight leaving because I wasn’t sure what was going to happen…  and here is what happened… The passport control guy was just more interested in my visa than he was with my dog and we went right through security and awaited the 5 hour wait for the plane that was leaving…

And we finally made it to Italy…  And this is where Gemma found out she loves Italy….  She can come everywhere with me.. every restaurant, all stores except the grocery store, all the trains, buses hell you name it.. and she can go.. this place is incredible…
So Gemma has been having a culinary experience..

So every day I go to Verona in the mornings and get out of school and come back home, and sometimes…  the cleaver little dog of Mine is waiting for me at the bar.. next to the house..

I have been traveling around and just trying to heal and exist and get back to the person I was that used to be excited over the stars in the sky at night and find happiness….

Gemma has settled in and So have I.. and Yesterday marks a Month that I have officially been here..
And This anniversary was spent in Rome. I have been to Roma a few times before, but it was a topical visit.  That is the only way I know to explain it… this is the first time I stopped and actually started to enjoy the beauty around me..

Verona on my Morning daily walk..

some days are more beautiful than others

This kind of started last week, I walk the same walk everyday through Verona and Last week I started noticing things, like little stores and taking more time to breathe and notice what is around me.  Last Thursday, I was looking out of the window in Verona and saw a rose petal fall from the sky..  I got closer to the window and no one was around. where the hell did it come from?

Rose petal on the ground

I have no idea where it came from. but that morning I was walking and noticed the little flower shop was going to open, the people were trimming the hedges and doing their thing… so I went to school, and on my way back to the train station, the place was open, and it smelled like roses and the name of it is La Vie En Rose… reminded me of that beautiful song…

So Friday After School, I got on the fast train to Roma Termini….

250km/h that train was traveling…. holy shit balls… but, I arrived safe and sound and walked to to my hotel… and had dinner reservations at a sicilian-ish type joint vicino of the hotel.. so that was good, I enjoyed it… and the waiter enjoyed my little story of how I ended up there.. haha.
The Next day was spent on foot…. and By on foot.. I mean it must have been a 15km hike… but, Things were seen and I experienced Rome like never before..

Sunday I returned back To my region of Italy to find it snowing..

At the train station

The road I live on….

So I did not go to school today, last night on the drive home there were many accidents on the road that curves around the mountain… so I figured 6:30am might not be a good time to test and make sure the roads are clean….  And so I got to thinking it was time to update everything… and Here we are… 🙂