Guess who’s back, back again, Teenie’s back, tell a friend.
ugh. teenie isn’t even my nickname, never really has been either. the things i do for this blog.
San Francisco was amazing. I already want to go back. who’s coming with me?
Check back for pictures and recommendations. Just give me a few days because 1) I have to do some editing #fortheblog and 2) I’m convinced I have a touch of tonsillitis, but that’s a story for another time.
Also, if anyone has any tricks on how to unclog their ears after a plane ride, SEND THEM MY WAY. I’m strugglin’ here.
I’m home! I’ve been home since Friday but I haven’t had the chance to update you. So, if you thought I didn’t make it back and have already spread the word to Harry about my love for him, that’s fine. He needs to know anyway.
I have tons of pictures and things to fill you in on, but they aren’t going to edit themselves so I need a little time. I’ll post one of my favorites here for a quick taste. If you follow me on Instagram, you’ve probably seen it. #sahhry.
Day 7.. Let’s get ’em! Hmm.. that missed the mark.
Wow, a full week down! Day 7 wants to know about your best/worst vacation. This was hard for me to choose because when I think of vacation I think of family vacation. We’ve had many great family vacations, but we usually stay on the East Coast and we normally drive wherever we go. It’s nice, but I’m a bit wanderlusty when it comes to vacations so I want to get on a plane and fly far, far away.
That being said, one of my favorite vacations was a trip I took with my mom and friends of the family to Memphis, Tennessee. I wish my father was able to come, but putting that aside, it was a really great time. We aren’t Elvis fans so naturally we bought the exclusive package to tour Graceland. I’m glad we did. We went to Sun studios, where Elvis recorded his first record. I had a grilled peanut butter and banana sandwich and took a selfie in a mirror in the foyer in Graceland. Our hotel was across the street from the Peabody Hotel. That’s the one with the ducks. We had dinner at Rendevoux which is supposed to be one of the best BBQ places in Memphis and I’ll tell you, I wasn’t impressed. I think it was the dry rub. We went to the Civil Rights Museum at the Lorraine Hotel, where Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. was shot. what an experience. And the best part? We took a plane!
selfies in Graceland! (before selfies were “a thing”)
the jungle room
they offered me a recording contract- i declined.
the Lorraine Hotel- where photos were strictly prohibited
This summer I went on a cruise with my parents, aunts, uncles and cousins – not all of them, but a nice handful. It was a really fun time and you can read about it here. Or at least look at the pictures because Bermuda is beautiful.
One of my favorite places that my parents and I traveled to was Washington DC. I was pretty young when we went, maybe 10?, so I would love to go back and see more. We went to the Holocaust museum (I guess I have a “thing” for morbid museums.) This one was also an experience. We walked through the “Daniel’s Story” exhibit, which if it’s still there, I highly recommend going to see it. We took a trolley to Annapolis and passed the Watergate Hotel, now the Watergate Apartments and Condominiums. Too many bad memories, I guess. We passed the Library of Congress and when I saw the size of the building my heart started racing. All those books! We went to the Smithsonian where I almost peed my pants when I saw Archie Bunker’s chair AND the Fonz’s jacket. I was a bit of a weird kid, apparently. Washington DC is definitely a walking city, which is great except I have bad feet. I like to walk but I can’t walk more than 15 minutes without them hurting, which totally, totally sucks. My father’s sense of direction is usually spot on so my mom and I blindly followed him up and down every street in the city. I think we were looking for Ford’s theater and every time I would whimper about my feet, my father would reply “Four more blocks, just four more blocks” Four turned into eight, eight turned into twelve when finally, I had a meltdown. I like to remember that it happened in front of the White House but I know it didn’t. “WHY CAN’T WE JUST GET ON A TROLLEY?! YOU’RE LOST! ADMIT IT!” I screamed. My father looked down at his map (it was the 90’s), looked across the street and said “because we’re here.” We had passed the building at least 5 times. Three of those times I said ” Hey, I think that’s it. The sign says Ford’s Theater.” I didn’t speak to him for a good 3 hours.
All this talk of vacations, I can’t wait for my next one. Whose suitcase can I stowaway in?
Why is it when you go on vacation for more than a long weekend you come home and feel like you’ve been away forever? I just got back from a 5 day cruise to Bermuda. I went with my parents, 4 of my aunts and uncles, and 2 of my cousins. It was a really nice cruise and Bermuda is beautiful but I’m glad to be home. There’s no place like it – or so I’ve heard.
Since it’s customary to gather all of your friends and family that were not fortunate enough to join you on your vacation adventures together for a nice slideshow of your vacation photos that none of them care about since they weren’t with you, I figured I’d post them on here and it would have the same effect. Except there’s no actual slides and I’m to lazy to put them together with a corresponding soundtrack. So without further ado here is The AlfieRuKy Family Vacation 2014!
The trip begins!
sunset in the middle of the ocean
Our glass-bottom boat captain, James. He’s a 5th generation Bermudian and constantly barefoot.
Typical business wear in Bermuda
There are motorcycles EVERYWHERE. Gas is $8.00 per gallon.
my birthday dinner
Aww Bermuda moon, I love you too!
Bermuda is still a British colony. One step closer to One Direction!
aaanddd we’re home!
That wasn’t too painfully boring, was it? Now it’s time to unpack and figure out how to get my body to realize it’s not on a ship anymore.
Also, I would like to give a MAJOR shoutout to the crew on Royal Caribbean’s Explorer of the Seas ship. Everyone was so nice and super accommodating. Our stateroom (8356) was always being taken care of (thanks Rudolph!) Not once did I pass a crew member and not get a hello or good morning. They were all knowledgeable about everything that was going on. The dinner service was fantastic (thanks Eleceia and Maurice!). And most importantly, our hands were always clean thanks to “washy-washy lady” – who was, hands down, the happiest person on board. The cruise director and activities director (Leigh and Urky- from Turkey) were outstanding; constantly making us laugh- loved the morning show!