We finally made it home. After hours of memorizing that airport back and forth, the people walking, the babies crying, the passengers demanding some kind of accommodation, I finally got home and eventually made it to my room.

I crashed as usual and didn’t open my eyes until late in the afternoon.

For a moment I wondered where I was, then voila, I’m home.

And although I enjoy writing, I decided I was too tired to even open my laptop. So I took a break from social life, no Facebook or twitter, just the ocean, truly enjoying people watching and people being high on happiness.

Here by the ocean, I have enough time to recharge and to think about my future options.

My friend whom I’m staying with told me that her parents will be visiting for Christmas and so I knew that was coming. I will have to move out and pronto.

She wants to paint my room and fix some things around the house before they get here.

I was reading a book the other day “The Millionaire Fastlane” I know right! That book is the antithesis of what my lifestyle is well, maybe not completely.

Anyway, the author uses a technique to decide whether he should make a decision or not, you know those tough ones. In my case I feel stuck, I can’t afford LA, so should I move to Durham and help my friend out with his carpet cleaning business?

That is the question.

The idea is to make a table and assign a numerical value to each category that you consider important to you. The choice with the highest score is the right one.

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Well well, I have exciting news. I’ve been on the road since yesterday and so far loving it.

Last week was a hectic one but I survived and the best of all I’m ready to start a new chapter in my life on the East Coast.

I’m thinking I have lived all my life in Cali that I wonder if I could ever get used to somewhere else, you know, the coasts are very different. I think I’ll be fine, all I need is get there, get settled and make some new friends, can’t be without friends.

My little car is behaving like a boss! It’d better, ha. I left LA late last night, I wanted to avoid rush hour which in LA rush hour is more like 24 hours.

But that was good because I had the day to visit some last minute friends, they drank (I didn’t) and we shared a few good memories, jeez I’m starting to sound like this is my obituary, haha.

If I sound somber is probably because I was, not anymore though. I drove for six hours last night and pulled over in one of these rest areas to catch some sleep. I’m in Arizona now, all I see is cacti and red rocks, yikes! How people live here is beyond me. I like the elements but above all I need water.

I can’t be too far from the ocean or a river, a spring or something that has water in it that is not a chlorinated pool.

Anyway, I better continue my journey, I just wanted to give you a little update guys.

Talk to you later.

I just went into panic mode, I realized that it had been a looooong while since the last time I posted. I kept telling myself that it was two days ago last time I wrote something, I did that for the whole week but today I remember it was actually a week ago. It’s been hecticly chaotic, is that even a word? Well, now it is!

The amount of work and pressure and rush I’ve felt in the last week is hard to describe.

Things that have stressed me out are:

1.- Leaving soon, like very soon. I thought about leaving the last week of November but decided on leaving next week, yes, I’m leaving on the 14th.

A conversation with Peter changed my original decision. This means I have seven days to paint, pack, finish doing all my errands. Bank account update, U-HAUL, oil change, new tires, plan where to spend the nights, food for the trip, Goodwill, etc.

The list is long and every time I cross an item off my to do list a few more pop up. I have never driven thousands of mile all by myself and I’m beyond nervous. I keep thinking what if the car quits on me in the middle of the hot desert in Arizona?

My friend Clarice says I’m being dramatic but not really, I want to get to the East Coast in one piece -thank you.

Peter would like me there so I have a week to adjust before Thanksgiving. His mom has plans to have a small dinner to celebrate her son starting his new business and me moving there to be his business partner, how sweet that is.

And after a conversation I had with Clarice, she had definitely other plans for Thanksgiving, essentially since her parents won’t be here she doesn’t want to do dinner or anything, she wants to party and take advantage of her last few days off before her strict parents come for visit.

I totally get that so no hard feelings but I prefer the traditional way of celebrating Thanksgiving so I when I called Pete, his mom already had plans and those plans included me so I’m happy things worked out the way they did.

 

2.- Because I’m leaving so soon I need to finish painting this room and pronto! I finally picked up a shade that I liked and I’ve been brushing the whole thing last week. It’s done now, next it’s moving the furniture back in and cleaning up.

More trips to the Salvation Army coming up. Also I have a pile of laundry to do, like the mother of all laundry baskets, yea that’s me right now. I haven’t had time to do that since Clarice has a very small (and old) washing machine, I;m afraid I may break it with all my load, I haven’t done laundry since I got back from Israel, I know, I know.

But this means I have to go to a coin laundry and sit there for half a day, what a wonderful way to waste my time and time is what I don’t have right now.

 

3.- I’m leaving the West Coast and I’m not sure when I will be back so I want to get together with my friends and see them before I part. I know I have two small get together which is mostly an excuse to get drunk but again, time is my issue. I want to see them all but I also want to get my sh!t ready for my trip, decisions, decisions!

I have also been emotional, me? Yes, I’m an emotional mess at times, I have been in LA for so long and even though I’m going to be with friends and people I know in Durham still, there’s a lot unknown things and I don’t like unknowns. I try to stay away from them.

 

4.- Only people who live in California will understand: my car registration is about to expire. It expires  on the 9th and I’m leaving on the 14th, maybe I should leave on the 9th?! Should I renew or should I take the risk to be pulled over and given a ticket for like a gazillion dollars.

Anybody who drives here in Cali knows how expensive anything related to motorist is. My renewal is close to $250, that’s money I could definitely use for the trip, BUT if I get pulled over my ticket would be even higher. This situation has caused a lot of sleepless nights last week to the point that I even considered leaving earlier. It’s just that I’m not ready.

Oil change and new tires tomorrow. My life is that exciting right now but I know it will get better if I can handle this week. I will probably have another hectic week so I won’t be able to write but I promise to blog from the road, maybe while staying in one of those Super 8 Hotels.

 

Hasta la vista amig@s!

 

P.S: I apologize if I have any typos or grammar mistakes. No time to check grammar right now. I’m sure you all understand.

 

I’ve been laying low these past few days. I guess that food feast left me full.

Right now I’m taking a break from cleaning up my room, I intent to give away as much as possible before my move to North Carolina so I’ll be taking several trips to GoodWill to empty my space.

I love traveling but I hate moving.

There’s stuff everywhere, I don’t even know how I get so much stuff if I’m here only half of the time. Anyway, this is a much needed break from decluttering.

Yea I’m basically buying time from cleaning. I’d rather be writing anyway.

I also intent to paint (see my emphasis in the word “intent”). Really, Clarice has been so nice to let me stay here for a while that I would love to leave the room ready for her parents.

I’ve been doing some research and I like the idea of different shades of brown. There’s so much information when you Google it but it’s great because I can play with different ideas.

I think I want the room to look like the picture below:

 

Photo Credit: Hotshotthemes.com I love this color!

Photo Credit: Hotshotthemes.com
I love this color for the walls!

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So like I mentioned last time, I went to see “In Search of the Israeli Cuisine”. Besides the fact that I was late by a few minutes -which caused me not to be able to find my friends inside the theater, everything was fine. I’m late often but this time I had a valid excuse -have you ever tried to find parking in LA? Well, that was me yesterday.

The good thing is that because I was late I got to shake hands with the director. Yes, that’s one of the advantages of going and see an independent film, the makers themselves are often there, promoting their own piece of art.

Photo credit: Florentinefilms.com

Photo credit: Florentinefilms.com

 

A side note about that picture above. I could have had my picture taken with the filmmaker but I’m very bad with phones and I also forgot. So here he is straight from his website.

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The plane is severely delayed.

Some people are angry and screaming at the gate agents, some are demanding compensation. Me? I just want to go home. It feels I‘ve been traveling for the past six months, the word exhausting can’t even begin to describe how I feel, mostly because I’m so numb due to experiencing ETS (excessive traveling syndrome).

But it’s always better to write, it distracts me from reality, the reality that chances are I will have to spend the night here or at least a few more hours. It’s already past 9pm and home is five and half hours away. That’s just flying time by the way.

A little humor goes a long way

Source: Cheezeburger.com

Source: Cheezeburger.com

 

Anyway, I’m looking around. I usually love airports -no right now but I usually do- and all I can think of is the airport in Tel-Aviv.

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I’m at the airport in Raleigh, flight doesn’t leave until a few hours which is good because for the first time since I started this blog I’m not blogging at midnight.

I slept well last night, in fact, I fell asleep with the laptop open and the light of the screen lighting my face, awww I think it made me look like an angel, lol.

Anyway, going back home and staying home for a while, I’m already planning what I need to do. First, I’m going to hit In-N-Out Burger, I’m a girl with priorities. Sadnly they’re only in the West but boy, aren’t they the best burgers ever.

Then I want to hang out near Venice, nothing fancy and changes are I’ll probably go by myself, but I need that me time so bad and just to be near the ocean is going to be so nice.  

I’m thinking I should even leave my phone at home, so I’m not glue to Facebook and such. I don’t need to see pictures of the wedding or of Peter’s party. I hate pictures so I’m never in them, smart I know.

I got hungry and airport food is horrible so I’ll stick to a sandwich and some water. I’m really thoughtful today. In all seriousness, planning my life ahead is daunting. First I’m staying at my friends, that’s fine and all but at some point I will have to move out right?

And because I’ve always believe in freedom from the system I don’t have a steady career of anything like that.

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That party was amazing, the perfect size for me, not huge and intimate enough to get to know his new friends, a group of about eight people including me and his mom.

I hang out and spent most of the time learning about his friends. These are business people! I’m not really surprised because Peter has been involved in the family business for quite a few years now so naturally his circle of friends would have similar interests.

It was also motivating to know that people are making it on their own and finding freedom from their regular jobs. Peter says his offer stands still, I think he really wants me here in Durham. I tell him I still need to have a pillow talk, and mostly I just want to go home to LA.

I still have not recovered completely from that wedding, I’m jet-lagged and I feel I’m still digesting all that food.

The weather outside the porch is nice, cool 60 degrees here in the city and no humidity, that’s one of my concerns, the humidity in the East Coast can be brutal, I know because I lived in Florida for a few years. It really drags you down. But we continue to chat between beers.

The party’s almost over and I have not eaten much, I just don’t feel like it. I’m also flying back to LA tomorrow. Once I get there I’m going to retrieve to my room for a few days to recover from all this going to places. I love traveling but this is a bit too much, even for me. I need some much deserve alone time.

There still Danya (one of Peter’s friends) and Anna still hanging out and enjoying themselves, it’s past 10 now and I’m ready for bed. I’m making an effort to stay up but I really can’t anymore.

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Hey y’all, I’m in the South! I’m writing this from Durham in the midst of hurricane Matthew. Good thing Peter’s place is about four hours from the coast but man have I seen devastation here.

I can’t help but think of the people in Florida and Haiti, just horrible. I once went through a category 3 hurricane while I was living in Florida.et me just say this: Never. Again. And Matthew was a 4, no thank you.

I was just talking to my friends back in LA about here and the destructive powers of nature. That’s why if I see something bad heading my way, I pay my respects and move out of the way immediately. I ain’t playing with that, nosir.

Anyway, back to Peter. It’s nice to see him and his family. His mom was always nice even when she was going through divorce. I think she decided to move out here to forget about the bad stuff that happened in LA, good for her but bad for my friendship with Peter, he moved out here shortly after she did, mostly to keep her company and help her out a bit.

People usually ask me, are you guys dating?

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That wedding took two days. A day of celebration and a day to recover from all the celebration. I think I gained a few pounds just from the wedding alone, I ate things I can’t pronounce and a lot of them. I had fun although I made a few cultural mistakes, like sitting where the men were sitting, I was just trying to sit so I could eat but didn’t notice anything weird until all eyes were on me, lol.

Whatever!

I’m back home in Los Angeles now but not for long. I leave for the East Coast in mere three days, my best friend lives in Durham, he’s turning 30 and throwing a big party for everyone who feels sorry for his old age, haha. I haven’t seen him in a while and plane tickets were on sale. I know, excuses.

I have to admit it feels so good to be back home, by home I mean the US, I love traveling but boy I wouldn’t trade some home comforts, like familiar food and languages and old friends, yes. I want to hang out with Peter and the whole Irish clan. Irish people rock, they really know how to have fun, just like Italians do.

Anyway, back to LA. LA is in interesting place, people either love it or hate it. I don’t care what people say about Cali. Yes, traffic is tough big time but the city has so much to offer, diversity for one which is how I thrive.

Besides I love having unassuming entrepreneurial friends (like Peter, he’s actually from LA but moved to Durham a few years ago to help in the family business).

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