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Posted on April 5, 2012
25 Photos of Awesome Architecture from our Dream Trip Gallery | Doorways in the Imperial City of Hue by Wendy F.
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25 Photos of Awesome Architecture from our Dream Trip Gallery | Doorways in the Imperial City of Hue by Wendy F.
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would have loved to see this!
installation by Takashi Murakami which was at the Chateau de Versailles last year
woahhhh my apartment made it on fuckyeahtoronto! (one on the left)
downtowndistrict: Toronto’s Mixed Forest. Blue Mist of December (by Katrin Ray)
Synopsis: Sass over-reacts. Monetary fees ensue.

So I will be heading out on a little spring-time getaway to Budapest with my family. On the way in and out, I stratically planned a extra-long layover in Amsterdam, a city I have yet to explore.
My flight departs late Friday evening and gets in early morning on the Saturday (approx 7am), so I figured I would book a hostel for the Friday evening so that when I get in I have someone to shower/nap/transform myself into something resembling a human again.
After careful consideration and consulation with friends and aquantances that have been to Amsterdam, the general consensus was that the Flying Pig hostels are the best places in the city to stay.
Great. Good.
I had received enough positive feedback to calm even my constantly-worried-expecting-the-worst mind.
So after a series of back and forth emails re-assuring me that I could still get breakfast, a shower, and a nap and they would not give away my bed, and I could still hang out at the hostel weirding people out with my awkward jokes and really rude sense of humor …I was ready to the reservation for the night before my stay.
Generally I opt for the least expensive option imaginable in any situation, and this was no exception. After mulling between the 12-18 and 32 bedroom dorm…naturally the 32 bed dorm which was considerably less expensive seemed like a reasonable tradeoff for getting sleep creeped giving up my privacy entirely.
Upon booking and paying the marginal booking fee 10%. I was feeling pretty darn good about myself.
Then I looked at the confirmation and realized I booked the wrong date. I booked for the 19th of April instead of the 20th.
now incase your not in ‘the know’ I suggest you google why getting a hostel in Amsterdam on April 20th may be tricky. (hint: Just google 4:20)
I frantically emailed the reservations team and the web team and the FAQ but then gave up after realizing that it was way past 9pm their time and there was no way my reservation request would be looked at until tomorrow.
(insert big dramatic sigh)
Naturally upon re-checking availability for the next night (April 20th) that I actually needed. I was not at all shocked to find the hostel was booked up entirely except for ONE SINGLE bed in the dorm.
The following inner turmoil plagued me with indecision:
“If I don’t book this…SOMEONE ELSE will..then ill have no where to sleep”
“yeah..but if you make a new reservation..you’re going to have to pay that booking fee again”
“yeah..but they can probably change it”
“yeah..but do you really want to take a chance”
no where in this series of back and forth battles in my head did I even consider looking into alternative accomodation. Especially not after the 2 weeks it had taken me to feel comfortable enough booking this specific place in the first place. I needed to know it was the safest, cleanest, most convienently located, and not the MOST expensive.
so finally I was ready to book.
Then when I refreshed the page, the entire hostel was sold out.
Naturally, I lost my mind.
I figured it was just me having the reservation page open while I deliberated that had made the system set the inventory aside.
So I frantically refreshed the page for about 20 minutes until the room came back up again.
But the one that came up was a different room which was wayyy more expensive.
Afraid of losing the room again, I hastily booked the considerably more expensive room and paid the non-refundable booking fee again.
Then I got all fussy for spending so much time deliberating on cost-effectiveness of paying to have a room for a total of 3.5hrs..only to find I am now paying even more.
Then the next morning I got an email saying my reservation was changed no problem.
Moral of the story:
NEVER LOSE YOUR MIND.
This weekend I decided to degrade myself in the name of an entertaining afternoon activity, and applied to be on The Bachelor, Canada.

The experience was slightly underwhelming. Upon arrival at the Inter Continental, with my application that was only partially filled out on the subway I expected to be met with heaps of South Western Ontario’s strangest and most desparate females. Unfortunately, as the auditions had been running all day, and we arrivied within the last 30 minutes, my room mate and I were literally the only people there (womp womp).
The questions were pretty straightforward. Have you been married? What do you look for in a man? What is the best advice you’ve ever been given?
The casting director was great. I really feel like I emphasised the fact that I am not completely haggard looking and also bat-shit crazy.
I think this will be great. If I win I can finally take that honeymoon trip to the Maldives!!! and if I lose, well that’s great too because I’ve really been working hard on perfecting my ’ugly cry’ and finally I will be provided with an audicence to reveal it to.

Graffiti artist Tilt has created Panic Room inside the Au Vieux Panier hotel in Marseille, France. One half of the room is covered in Tilt’s graff (including the bed), while the other is crispy clean white. This is one of the 5 rooms where the hotel invites artists from around the world to re-design and re-imagine.
Homage to the Snow Days of yore.
yup..yet another Snow-pacolypse prediction, and another hardly snowy day.
Story of my life. except replace the magazine with my laptop.
tea and read
think colorfully
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