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Awesomely Awesome Mugs

Danielle — Sat, 06 Feb 2010 18:00:40 +0000

Mugs and blog courtesy of Francesco Mugnai

Holiday Over

Danielle — Tue, 12 Jan 2010 17:00:59 +0000

I have finally returned from my holiday in New York and sad that it ended so soon! We covered every inch of NYC on foot and experienced it all…

Some highlights:

Late Night with Jimmy Fallon

Wicked

Phantom of the Opera

West Village & Greenwich

Shopping in SoHo

Central Park

Dylan’s Candy and Serendipity

Brooklyn Bridge

The list could go on and on but I will spare you… Unless you are wanting some recommendations, in that case just email I will get back to my regularly scheduled blogs this week but thank you all for the time off to enjoy a new experience and celebrate finally being done with undergrad.

June Travels 2009: Chicago

Danielle — Fri, 24 Jul 2009 19:25:34 +0000

You’ve read below how my month long adventure started… late and a bit frazzled. But after that morning it was nothing but smooth sailing.

I landed in Chicago absolutely starving but with all of my luggage and only a tear stained cheek as a souvenir. Soon I was in my American Taxi (best taxi company if you are going from Airport to suburbs. You will save major money on it in Chicago because it doesn’t have a sitting fee just base price) on my way to Evanston to meet up with Ashley.

She had a final that afternoon and my 45-minute taxi ride had me arriving to her flat just minutes before she did. The new flight time actually worked better than the one I was suppose to be on! That night we took it easy with a local restaurant (which was bomb) and a movie. It was in the next couple days that the real fun began…

On Sunday and Monday we packed in more Chicago experiences than anyone could imagine:

Church at Willow Creek (Had a talented guest speaker who couldn’t have been more than a couple years older than I am. Her passion had everyone teary eyed.)

Lunch at Smoque Restaurant (http://www.smoquebbq.com/)

Exploration of Chicago neighborhoods and movie sightings (Wanted!)

Lincoln Park Zoo

Kingston Mines blues bar (http://www.kingstonmines.com/) for open mic

World famous Chicago pizza

Wicker Park & Bongo Room

Before I knew it I was back at the airport to fly directly to Heathrow. But as I waited for my plane, I met up with flatmate and travel partner to recount the my tour in the City I just fell in love with.

Enjoy a collection of low quality iphone photos to mark all of my adventures. Just click a thumbnail to expand.

And so it begins… Late

Danielle — Mon, 08 Jun 2009 22:14:19 +0000

My worst nightmare of flying is not of plane crashes or being stuck next to awful smelling overly large and friendly man but actually missing my flight. Perhaps that is what I loved best about living at home, my always punctual father was the time keeper and always had us arriving on schedule.
My 7:30am flight out of San Jose had me setting my alarm at both 4:30am and 5:00am to gather my luggage and taxi over the short distance with plenty of time to spare. When I woke that morning I was shocked to see the sun out. It didn’t hit me at first but when I punched over my alarm clock to make it glow and saw the numbers 8:26 glaring back at me my only thought was and spoken words were a minute long string of profanities. Followed by a jump out of bed, shaking, crying, getting dressed manuever. Needless to say, it was not my proudest moment.

Luckily my first flight was on Southwest so I got online and almost fainted when I saw the next flight went up $230 in price. So I got on the phone to call and was told that if I get to the airport in 45 minutes then I could get standby for the next flight but I had to hurry. I was simultaneously running out the door and calling for a cab and praying for grace. I was met at Southwest by a good sized pacific islander man. Between him and the other girl working, a petite asian girl who looked about my age, I was glad to have him. Men tend to a be a bit more sensitive to emotional women. Us women have no mercy on each other.

He started working it all out and getting my on the 10:10 direct flight to Midway in Chicago but an error popped up and he had to call is counterpart up for help.

Oh ****.

Like I foreshadowed earlier, she was not having my frazzled state and I overslept excuse. Her response was something like… you were misinformed (glare)… you have to pay the extra $ (glare)… you obviously don’t understand what I’m saying. (glare)

As soon as she walked away the larger man looked at me said he would call his supervisor and then I broke out in tears. Not just little tears. Alligator tears. I looked like Paris Hilton when she got sentenced to 48 minutes in jail. I did not use these tears to get what I wanted, like you might be assuming. I was literally distraught. But like most macho men, his Achilles heel is a woman’s tears.

Supervisor came and together they worked through the system as I hiccuped on the other side of the counter. Standby on the following flight it is.

Grace.

As I left I gave two huge thank you and left the mean girl out. It was my feeble attempt at sticking it to the man.

More to come of my weekend in Chicago but until then, look at my shameless and unsponsored plug for Zuca luggage.

Follow my adventures at twitter.com/danidotnoah

Leaving on a jet plane

Danielle — Sat, 06 Jun 2009 03:59:28 +0000

Tomorrow morning, before even the sun rises, I leave on my 27-day journey from San Jose to Chicago to London back to home. I am so excited for the opportunity to study abroad even if it is only short term. When I first started college, it had been my dream to take a term or year and live in a land far far away. But because of switching majors, switching majors again, and transfering I didn’t have the chance. All of the travel had to be on my own time.

So here I am… less than 12 hours away from being in the air, still with luggage not packed and house looking like its just had a frat party in it. Procrastination, when will I ever learn?

I have a very strange emotion with leaving. Of course I am over the moon of what I am about to experience but I feel like I am saying goodbye to San Jose for good. This feeling has been accumulating for sometime and perhaps it is because my final undergraduate term is looming. But ties are slowly being cut to this place I call home and a longing to “grow up” and start life is growing every day. Who knows what will come of these next months, one thing is for sure… a new chapter starts tomorrow and I can’t wait to see what it holds.

Keep your eyes on my blog and twitter, I will try to update as much as possible.

Cheers,

Dani

Blast from the Past :: Romania

Danielle — Tue, 19 Feb 2008 06:36:30 +0000

In the summer of 2002 I traveled to Romania with a small group and started my journey and passion of travel photography. Some of my favorite pictures I lost along the way but after going through the few I had left tonight, I decided to scan them in! A group of 13 are in my portfolio section and here is one for you now…