to Budapest and beyond.<\/p>\n
I admit, I’m getting a bit nervous. And I can’t really figure out why. But I’ve bitten down all my nails, I’ve paced around, and am drinking coffee to keep my nerves lit up while I try and sort out all that needs yet to be done.<\/p>\n
There are still hordes of emails to send, a few people to call, and plenty to double-check.<\/p>\n
I’m doing some last-minute laundry as I write, but still need to go buy some clothes and other supplies for this trip (I reckon some new Calvin Klein, and socks, lots of socks).<\/p>\n
I secured a subletter so that’s good. I was a bit uncertain about that process, since I’ve never sublet my room, ever. I’m not so worried about someone being in my space as I am about inundating that person with all my crap! I mean I have a lot of shit. I’ve cleaned once (to show them the space) but have since turned the place into a working studio again, so need to do a final cleaning before I depart. My subletter is a very mature lady, 32, American but has been living in Europe for nearly a decade, relaxed and just needs a place to call home for a month while she searches for her own apartment. So it’s perfect because she’s low maintenance and already has her own business to tend to. As expected I offered the room for cheaper than I pay, since I really hate negotiating prices on something so necessary – shelter – and would rather offer a deal to secure someone than have to go out of my way to hunt for that extra $100. So be it.<\/p>\n
Some torrents are nearly finished downloading. Not that I expect to have lots of down-time on this trip, but should I, a few movies to watch to pass the time. The difficult part has been not watching<\/em> them this past week when I had the opportunity, to not spoil my own entertainment!<\/p>\n Need to clear some space off my hard drive to make way for the hordes of photos I’m about to take, while in the back of my head I wonder about the blunder that is my recently failed hard drive (which was supposed to be taken with me, and provide all the space I needed), and worry about how much that will cost me to repair when I return. I mean it is dead<\/strong>! Digital death is soooooo strange.<\/p>\n Getting in touch? I set up a skype account today.<\/p>\n I’m using all my vacation time – all seven whopping days – for this trip, and taking many days without pay. I’m reminded in other countries there is more support for artists and working people<\/a>.<\/p>\n This trip is half-work and half-fun. The fun part I still haven’t sorted out yet, and not sure when I will. I guess that’s half the fun!<\/p>\n I still need to take a shower!<\/p>\n I still need to go to the bank! (or can I do that when I return, so I know I’ll have some funds to fall back on? Ouch…)<\/p>\n Blimey… not enough time to finish this post. More soon, from an island in the Danube<\/a>!<\/p>\n Other thoughts:<\/p>\n I’m getting out just in time<\/a> – perhaps when I arrive back Long Island will be like a 28 Weeks Later quarantine zone.<\/p>\n Bodega the movie<\/a> – the Economy: Fucked the Fuck Up.<\/p>\n some wonderful Alice illustrations<\/a>.<\/p>\n