Camera Found Indeed!!!
July 18, 2010
I still cannot believe it…this time my shock was one of extreme exhilaration…i thought it was impossible…i was still anxious and guilt ridden about my loss: how could i have let this happen??! And then, after a fitful night of metaphorical dreams, i woke and saw a message left on MB’s phone. My heart skipped a beat…no one else would have been calling. And then, i heard the news i tried desperately not to imagine, thinking it way too far fetched and only a painful “what if?”….But then there it was…the message i thought was impossible! “hi is this ryan? ya mate, some great news for ya….we have your camera here…” I guess it had been well-hidden by the guys working the night before and since i don’t have it in a typical camera case it went unnoticed. Oh-my-god. What?! Wait?! Really?! (i’m leaping with joy…heart racing) Oh! You have no idea how thankful i am…i can’t believe it…oh my–thank you so much…thank you..you have no idea!!! What a relief, what a couple days of extremes…i mean…24 hours and there’s no way…i had given into the powers of the universe and who ever the new owner might be…just let it go…let it go… And now here i was overflowing in contrasting emotions… I had tried so desperately (with tears of course) to make peace with what had happened and what it might mean…but…what sign was the universe sending me now?! When i had the camera, my dear Rebel, in my hands (praise the awesome juggling shop and the guys who worked there…they saved my digital memories!) i couldn’t quite comprehend it…but the knot in my stomach began to untie and smile return to my being. But still, taking pictures felt like a dream state…it still hadn’t sunk in.
After the experience i am more aware and appreciative of the moment simply viewed through eyes and not lense. Only bring out the camera for those very special shots. I still want to share with all of you (is anyone actually reading this??! i do have a great spamming audience) but after that experience i’m still battling with keeping the blog. I want to write for print so maybe that’s what i should be trying to do. For now…stories (and photos!!!) still coming…so don’t go away.
Well, that’s a relief…
July 12, 2007
A great deal has happened since i last left you fellow blogites. yes…you are now part of the blog community…sad though it is…i know…but accept your blog status…you are of the future of the world!! anyway…i am now in wales…the homeland! really feels great to be here, a place where when people respond to my name (ryan). they say…”ahh…that sounds welsh…ya??” Quite cool when i can proudly answer “yes, actually” and then continue on about my Grandpa Morgan from Pontardulias. Because so much has been going on i will be concise about the latest events. (or try anyway…) After my wonderful day of tea with my new local ladies…(picture included in previous blog)…i went to catch up with Mel, Dan and Romina for a pint at a pub called the Shakespeare (how appropriate) where Mel, Romina and i all realized that the beer here is quite strong (especially with no dinner for myself) and we were quite a happy folk walking home that eve. I then took them to the hostel to prove i was not living in a dingy alley or rat-infested hostel hole, and shared the leftover food the ladies insisted i take from our tea-time…yummy scones for all! All around fun day.
The next day our itinerary started with the new HARRY POTTER movie! Yes…we had to see it here…second day of release! I wore my Gryfindor tie like a dorky kid…i looked about 14 years old with that thing on. We then trekked to Soho for a veggie lunch that was amazing!! i was incredibly happy as you might imagine. yummm. We hopped on the tube to try and get a tour of the Tower of London only to arrive about 2 minutes late. Ahh well…the outside looked pretty sweet anyway. The rest of my eve was filled with an interesting time with none other than the Ambassador to Honduras. hahaha…oh…i am completely serious. And I might as well tell you that the next night Romina and I were also treated to a free nights sleep at his “posh” apartment. Explanation needed: Romina is from Honduras and her sister is friends (grew up with) Ivan…the Ambassador. so…of course he wanted to take us out and treat us. No argument here! We all met up with him…and he’s like…great…drinks, dinner, everything on me! So i’m thinkin this guy is gonna show us around the sweet secret spots of London…then the next words were…”Planet Hollywood ok??!”” Yeeea…..i came 5,000 miles to eat at a planet hollywood…but what could i say. it’s like his favorite place to go. the last thing i wanted to do was step foot inside a planet hollywood, no less visit the gift shop…where as you might guess i did in fact get pulled into. Ivan, the generous chap that he is, would not let Romina or I leave without getting something. So i finally reluctantly picked out a shirt to add to my t-shirt collection that needs to do anything but grow. Then when we leave the store…he says “oh…check your bag…i got you something else…surprise!” it’s another t-shirt!! apparently because of my reluctance he thought it’d be funny to get me ANOTHER shirt! i mean…the nicest guy…but again…the last thing i needed was another piece of fabric to stuff into my backpack suitcase that practically topples over, half crushing my body as i try to sling it over my back.
But i suppose it made me face the fact that there are indeed plenty of Londoners who quite enjoy this planet hollywood. it was not packed with tourists…but in fact, many kids celebrating their birthdays (apparently it is a london birthday hot-spot). i must leave my own preconceived judgments about what american restaurants mean to locals…it was an anthropological learning experience one might say…haha. interesting as it was. Romina and i slept in the next day (ahh…floor sleeping is good) and consequently could not find Mel the entire day! Oh how much we rely on cell phones today… Romina and I had quite the fun though. Wish i could include all the funny stories but they’ll have to wait until i see ya in person…just won’t be the same otherwise. But some tidbits of the day included the amazing British Museum which one could literally spend years investigating and studying its incredible collection. Brother Aquinas would be proud. Really made me want to continue in school, never stop learning, never stop exploring…
We then headed to the Globe Theater (but unable to get a tour) we happily looked around at the pictures of Shakespeare’s theater (even though it’s been rebuilt it stil counts!) and snapped a couple of pictures. Wish we could have seen a show there, but hey at least we saw it…i feel a little better about myself as a theatre person…heh. Right next to the Globe was the Tate Modern art museum where Romina and I tried desperately to stay on our weary feet for more artsy stimulus in an already incredibly enlightening day. We did of course, and saw an amazing exhibit of a huge collection and special exhibit of Dali’s work. Pretty awesome. After asking a local we found a little Indian restuarant on the back-alleys of Soho that was incredible, especially after a long day. We ate way too much food and felt fully cleansed of planet hollywood. We walked out smelling of spices….my body and brain were both exhausted, my stomach full of tastey food…great day.
Next day Romina and I awoke in the Ambassador’s home…ahhh yes. haha. He took us to the Natural History Museum for a quick look before we headed off to meet Mel and bus-out to Cardiff. We had trouble rousing, but were happy when we arrived to giant dinosaur skeletons and a Darwin exhibit in the museum. Sweeeeeet. The bus ride was quite eventful…sleep can be quite the event when you really need itl. Lovely. We arrived to green and red dragons, oddly named streets, with the letters d, w, and y abound (and often next to each other at that). I couldn’t wipe the grin off my face. Though the sky was gloomy i guess it felt a little like home.
July 9th, 2007
Hey thar everyone! So I’ll have to make this quick…my precious internet time is ticking away. So…I arrive in London swiftly, uneventful…just the way I like my plane flights and trekked with my 50 pounder on my back to the beautiful astor victoria hostel. sounds nice doesn’t it?? yes…sounds nice. actually it’s very comfortable for a hostel and besides the snoring woman in my room last night it’s been great. i almost threw my sock at her…but i really can’t afford to lose any. it was very tempting. anyway, so far highlights include Buckingham palace, where i arrived just in time to see the “posh rich people” (quoted from a police officer) coming out of the palace from an afternoon tea with the queen. and there were tons of them…all looking very properly upper-class, white Britians. top hats, canes and all.
I then walked all around the parks. Very beautiful in the midst of a bustling city. when i went to shop for my paupers dinner selection i had a moment of panic…there was no peaunut butter!! luckily i went to another store (yes…it’s that important to me) and was able to feast on a delightful backpacker style dinner…don’t worry there was bread involved as well. i wasn’t sadly scooping peanut butter from the jar. Next day i took off for another unplanned adventure and ended up as Westminster Abbey here i took in the amazing architecture and incredible history of the place. The gardens were open so i went outside and decided to eat my lunch there. It was also stated that a brass band would be playing later. So i waited around…snacked on my sandwhich and just enjoyed being in a brand new place. The older people began flooding in so i new the music was soon to start. To very nice old ladies asked to sit at my table and we sat there for the next 2 hours listening to the music, humming along to familiar tunes and chatting. They invited me to tea the next day which i happily accepted! The two of them were so great. I even found out that they live about a 3 minute walk from where i’m staying!
Today I went and spent another 2 1/2 hours with them…and if i may say as they would. it was quite “lovely”. I had trouble leaving. Picture coming soon… And amazingly enough that day at the Abby…right as i was leaving the old ladies, Mel (who i am going to be theatreing with in Edinburgh) ran into me!! I mean…the city has 7 million people or so. I don’t know what the odds are of running into her…it was incredible.
So i spent the rest of the day with her family and we went to an amazing war museum and winston churchill exhibit which is literally the underground bunker station the British gov’t used during the war. Everything is entirely preserved just as it was…creepy but amazing. That night Mel and I met up with Romina checked out Piccadilly Circus area and got some dinner. It stays light out until about 10pm…it’s great. Well…time is up…laters!