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Monkey Monday: Nepal trip crunch time edition 8 October 2007 6:22 pm

Posted by Tracy in : friends,nepal,pictures,travel , trackback

THIS IS A PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT (sadly, without guitars)

Hey! If you want a postcard from Nepal, please email your address to tracyfood at gmail dot com some time in the next 20 hours. (After that I can’t guarantee I’ll get the message, y’see.) Um, and please feel free to skip the rest of this post if you don’t want to read about me freaking out. Please, don’t say I didn’t warn you.

That said, holy cats, stalwart readers brave enough to click through to this ranting. Holy cats. In less than 24 hours I will be on a plane to Los Angeles, where I will be meeting my brother and flying to Bangkok, where I will be meeting my parents and my aunt Beth and Mr. Peter von Mertens, who has done most of the organizing for this trip and says I should just call him Peter even though we haven’t yet met. I am completely insane. This is my life right now (as always, you can click on the pictures for a larger view):

This is my life right now.

I hate packing.

Did I mention that I am completely insane? Like this:

Freaking out.

but Otis is trying to get me to chill out:

Freaking out with kitty.

Good cat.

Over the weekend I went to a crazy party in Portland that was a most welcome distraction from freaking out. I saw the cutest rapper ever (warning: that link goes to a MySpace page that plays music) and she taught us all a recipe for vegan peach cobbler, which I did my best to copy into the party guestbook. Also there was lots of pie. When we got home from the party, the fabulous Chiara had posted a delicious-looking recipe! Awesome! I knew I would miss all my fantastic friends during this mad crazy traveling adventure, but somehow it was nonetheless good to be reminded of that fact, if that makes any sense. Dear friends: I wish you all big deliciousness, and maybe postcards if you send me your addresses. Love, me.

Anyway, time to go back to packing, and maybe having a little snack or at least some tea, because I may be freaking out but missing meals is still unacceptable (I have hazelnuts and dried cranberries and Luna Bars for trip food, just in case). Also, ack!

Freaking out some more.

(Yes, it says “KNOW AND LOVE YOUR FOOD” in big words on the whiteboard behind me in that picture. Call it the TracyFood manifesto, abridged version.)

  • mom

    For the next 25 days our main meal will be “Daal baht tarkari” which translates to — rice & vegetables and lentil soup.
    Shanti Hos.

  • F. Carr

    YOW!

    It is now apparent that the scary side of Tracy that nobody usually sees is, in fact, the FRONT side that EVERYONE sees, but with the “completely insane” turned up to 11.

    … Which gives me an idea for a side-splittingly funny mockumentary in the spirit of “This is Spinal Tap”, something like “TvC Behind The Food”, but focusing on big agribusiness instead of heavy metal. Except (hah! yolks on the viewer!) with no actual mockumentary-style super-exaggeration: just tell the story of big BIG HUUUUUGE agribusiness, but in the style of a super-exaggerated mockumentary, so everybody watches and thinks “Hahahahaha look they’ve got their cows turned up to 11!” until they come to realize you’re not kidding.

    Yay Nepal!