Il Vaticano – Part V

No trip to Rome is complete without a visit to the somewhat chaotic Vatican!

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Fino alla prossima volta!

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Friends, Romans, Countrymen – Part IV

While traveling, I started a ‘locals’ series on Instagram. For those of you who don’t follow me there (you really SHOULD!), I thought I’d post a few right here.

This guy (who is the spitting image of my uncle – maybe we’re related!?) is a master butcher with a fondness for il pomodoro. I think that’s his pet tomato, down there.

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The typical Italian Nonnas – one of them was business as usual while the other was expressing her annoyance at the group of foodies that were hogging her favorite kiosk.

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This guy sold a bit of everything, but apparently if you want true, authentic Cannoli, this is where you get them!

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The Swiss guard at the Vatican. Apparently it’s so hot that you can sleep standing up and in full gear.

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This priest, who is a dead-ringer for Kojak, was crossing over Ponte Sant’Angelo from Vatican City. I think he’d probably make a great exorcist.

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Unfortunately, it wasn’t uncommon to see Gypsy women begging on the streets of Rome. They were often accompanied by young children who are basically forced to beg and scam.

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My new friends, the Hare Krishnas, literally followed me around Rome and then later on, in Florence. These guys do get around!

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This guy was just lounging around with his cornucopia.

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Roma Part III

Ciao!

More of Rome below.

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Roma Part II

Ciao!

A few more photos of Rome… I should point out that the Trevi fountain was being restored and therefore surrounded by scaffolding. This made it impossible to take a full shot because I refuse to have scaffolding in my photos! Yes, I know. I’m so Type A.

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Roma – Part I

Ciao my friends!

I’ve been back from Italy for two months now, and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t think about going back there every single day. On my second day in Rome, it suddenly occurred to me just how comfortable the city made me feel. Despite its hustle and bustle, as I stood on a street corner near Piazza Venezia, basking in the sunlight and attempting to cross the street without getting myself killed, it suddenly dawned on me: This place feels like home. It feels like a place that I’ve never left. I can only attribute this feeling to my Italian roots – the land was calling me back. I believe in energetic pulls and Rome totally had me at gelato. And also, at hot men.’

It’s taken me a looooooong time to go through all my photos, but I’m finally ready to share a few of these with you. Feeling lucky? I thought so!

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Stay tuned for Part II.

Fino alla prossima volta!

 

A

 

Celebrations – Bollywood-style

Hello friends!

I’ve been back from Italy for a month now, and I guess you’ve probably been expecting a post (and loads of pics) about Italy by now, right? BUT… I’m still procrastinating because the triage process through 4K photos = WORK! What I was thinking, taking so many damn pictures!? Anyway, it’s been ages since my last post so I thought I would post a few photos I took of a fabulous Hindu wedding this weekend. Some of the photos I’m posting were posted to Instagram, as you may have seen in my sidebar. If you’re not already following me, get to it! I need some IG love, people!

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The Bride [Photo: RAnndomized]

In cahoots - but the priest is having none of it! [Photo: RAnndomized]

In cahoots – but the priest is having none of it! [Photo: RAnndomized]

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Definitely a photobomb of the paranormal variety.... [Photo: RAnndomized]

Definitely a photobomb of the paranormal variety…. [Photo: RAnndomized]

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A few more photos to come tomorrow. Be there or be square.

Namasté

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Go North

As has been typical with Montreal weather lately, this weekend called for shit in the form of rain. However, after mulling it over, Mother Nature (a.k.a the whore) had a change of heart and we were the well-intended recipients of <GASP!> sun… So, I headed North to the mountains for some peace and quiet. These are a few awesome things that I came across on my morning power walks – complete with a feline stalker. Now, in the spirit of full disclosure, I will admit to you, dear readers, that I hate cats. Yes, it’s true. I’m a dog person. Quite frankly, I consider cats to be evil masking around as innocent-looking fluff balls. Anyway, I ran into the fellow you’ll see below while walking on a secluded path in the woods and well, the little bastard adopted me. He followed me all the way home and he MADE ME LOVE HIM. The little shit. Every time I leaned down to try and take a decent pic, he ran at me like a damn dog and the rub fest would begin. No matter how I tried to escape, dude just wouldn’t have it. Well… he’s pretty good-looking for the spawn of Satan, don’t you think?

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Now on to more interesting things.

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My favorite tree ever - it looks like it's standing in Vriksasana [Photo: RAnnDomized]

My favorite tree ever – it looks like it’s standing in Vriksasana [Photo: RAnnDomized]

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Peace,

A

In A Hood

Sometimes, you manage to get a perfect shot simply be looking up. Great light, beautiful architecture, and lovely floaty clouds to complete your composition. What more can you ask for? This one reminds me of an HDR image but it’s not – I shot it with an iPhone and applied no filter.  Now,  you really should be careful when  you’re walking around staring up at the sky – those over-sized Montreal pot holes are just waiting to swallow you up. I should know – I tested it out myself. Ouch!

 

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And on an unrelated note, it appears that no amount of yoga can make up for the shit-streak that I’ve been on the last 2 weeks, so I found this to be bloody well fitting of my mood lately – at least the one between 9-5…!

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Peace

A

Finding Solitude

I found myself in need of some introspection this weekend and as always, I sought out clarity and enlightenment in nature. More and more, I find myself drawn to trees swaying in the wind, their leaves rustling with every breeze – to the sound of waves lapping up against the shore, and toward the sound of birds chirping happily away on a glorious sunny day. This is where I find solace and sustenance, equally. This is where everything seems to come together for me. I think it’s because there is absolutely nothing fake about nature – it’s as authentic as it gets. I’m so sick and fucking tired of social media and all of its bullshit – of constantly having to be ‘ON’ or connected – of listening to inauthentic discourse from anyone and everyone. Just get real, already.

I awoke this morning with head and heart cluttered. My immediate response was to lace up and head out the door at 6:30, where I was greeted by sun and silence – the absolute perfect remedy. I’ve got this very specific walking route that allows me to avoid people and cars (well, for most of the walk, anyway), and that always leads me to my secret Zen spot. I don’t even need to think about it – my internal GPS automatically directs me there, and ‘there’ is where I ponder in peace, while appreciating the beauty of my surroundings. The reality is that my friends don’t always get me or understand what I need despite my clearly stating “I need X”, so I go inward and deal with shit on my own. This is when nature comes in handy. Isn’t this the perfect place to seek out answers? I think so. And no, I can’t tell you where this is – I’d have to kill you.

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And last but not least, last week’s stress lead to much cursing and other assorted potty-mouthedness (Annism). This spoke very well to my state of mind:

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I’m not sure where this image originates from, but I got it via Reddit.

 

Peace,

A

 

Girl in da Hood

After spending the winter in what I’m now referring to as Hibernia (a.k.a my house) , I decided it was probably time to venture out into this great big world of ours to see if anything of interest was going on besides Rob Ford’s crack addiction. Today’s adventures led me to a part of town that, to be quite blunt, used to be a shit hole. The southern part of Montreal has been undergoing gentrification over the last few years, and it’s shaping up to be the next big thing (read: trendy area in which to live and/or open a restaurant). As I randomly wandered from street to street, I came across some great art that I thought I’d share here instead of on Instagram because let’s face it – this blog ain’t been getting no love lately. So… check – check – check – check -check it out! What – what – what – what’s it all about? C’mon on now, sing it!

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What did the fox say? Or maybe that should be wolf?

What did the fox say? Or maybe that should be wolf?

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Peace,

A