Sunday, October 5, 2008

When in doubt: MISS YOUR STOP, ON PURPOSE.


The night before I've left for almost EVERY city, I picked the destination and figured out accommodations only 24 hours in advance. Risky, but that's livin'.

Initially the plan was to go from Florence to Munich but finding a place to stay was incredibly difficult since it was the end of Oktoberfest and people were getting as smashed as possible before they had to wait an entire year to do it again, in full Lederhosen and Bavarian garb. So, I changed the plan and decided I'd go to Innsbruck for a couple nights, then Berlin.

I get to the train station for the earliest train which ended up being two hours late, which by this point, had me a bit cranky....I couldn't look at another panini or I was going to kill someone. Finally, get on the train and I'm sitting across from a handsome Italian man in purple pants, hey yo, awesome.

Immediately I was thinking, well this eight hour train ride won't be that bad....I can stare at Sleeping Beauty while I listen to super sexual Toni Braxton songs and I can imagine what it'd be like to make out with him, how long it'd take me to learn Italian? What our children would look like? etc.

An hour into the train ride, I woke up to some Italian man standing in the doorway asking if he can "switch seats" with hot purple pants, so him and his friend can sit together...........
let's just say it was a fair trade, I was sure the train had crashed and a model in the form of a 6'4-Italian-Jude Law-esque type was awakening me in heaven. THIS was my new train partner. Charmed life? I think so.

Italian-tall-Jude Law and his equally handsome friend take their seats....:: ah this will be good. They must be models:: Aftermaking eye contact on and off, hello, hard NOT to stare when beautiful men are sitting directly in front of you....speaking in foreign tongue?! Yeah, I'll gawk if I want to. We finally spoke to each other; they had a running bet, "is she Italian or is she American?" They were split, until I opened my mouth.

For the next four hours we talked about life, where they came from, etc. etc. Were they models?? Oh no my friends, it gets better.......Italian-Jude Law....was a PERSONAL CHEF who split his time between Italy and Santa Barbara....holy, damn, I AM IN HEAVEN. Did someone say let's make another sequel to Before Sunrise/ After Sunset? If you haven't seen the movies, you must.

When I told them I was skipping Munich cause I didn't have anyone to go to Oktoberfest with or anywhere to stay, they said...."No, you have to go to Munich. Miss your stop and you can hang out with us."

Innsbruck? Munich? Berlin? They all have sausage and schnitzel...do they all have Italian Jude Law? I think not.

Munich it is.

No idea where I was staying, where I was going, or how much of my mind I'd actually lost I said, CARPE DIEM I'm going to drink with the Italians and conveniently fall in love with the chef so I never have to attempt cooking again in my life.

As we pulled up to the train station in Innsbruck, I just didn't get off the train. Auf wiedersehen!

Ah, being impulsive always suits me well.

Luckily, one of my very best friends has family, a boyfriend and friends in Munich who were kind enough to pick me up at the train station, open beer in hand as a welcome and then tell me where to get the best currywurst after getting me very drunk on huge liters of amber ale. Talk about hospitality.

The next day I waited for my future husband to give me a ring.....I waited, and waited.....he finally called and I missed it. By the time he called again I had already meandered around Oktoberfest by myself, looking for drunken, tall, beautiful Italians...but if you've ever been to Oktoberfest you know it's really just a huge CARNIVAL and it's IMPOSSIBLE to move through crowds, let alone find your husband. No, really, there's rides and cotton candy.

It was like a scene in slow motion from a chick flick, that will hopefully have a happy ending. When we finally got a hold of each other I had already left and he had been calling, I hadn't been getting the calls.....OF COURSE, since in a movie it wouldn't happen any other way.

He was already off, back to Italy and I to Berlin......the whole reason I was in Munich was because of him and we were now going our separate ways. After a week of Italy there was no way I was headed back there to continue the pasta inhaling gluttony, so him and I reluctantly said our goodbye's over the phone, "until next time."

::Sigh:: I had a real life "meet cute" straight from a movie that was left without a complete ending....looks like I may have to show up at his doorstep and sing for my dinner when he's in Santa Barbara????

Oh, and yes. He knows about this blog.

Cheers to honesty.









33 comments:

sequined said...

I'm super glad you went to Munich and Oktoberfest; so awesome. And I hope it works out to see the chef/Jude Law again at some point, because he sounds like the ultimate catch.

Endless Randomness said...

Awww...hope this meetcute has a happy ending.. or atleast a fun beginning in Santa Barbara :)

Camels & Chocolate said...

That happened to me en route to Munich yeeeeears ago! I met this adorable guy in Paris, we spent a week together, he left for Munich but my ticket wouldn't allow me to go. I was on my way to Austria, and just happened to get off at Munich (days before Oktoberfest) and trolled the streets looking for him--to no avail. Instead, I met these three HOT Brits who took me under their wing and partied with me like it wa 1999.

Then I did really go to Oktoberfest last year, and HOMG, insanity.

nicoleantoinette said...

Aw, this is not the ending I was hoping for after those texts. But hey, I'm all for a trip to Santa Barbara! :)

Viviane said...

I am glad the Italian cutie convinced you to go to Munich! Hope you enjoyed it, I love the place (if I may say so, being that I am a bit biased).

Coconut said...

I seriously hope there is a follow up to this story!

just me said...

A hot personal chef is worth chasing around the world.

No lie.

TKTC said...

damn straight, girlfriend. just sayin...i like everything about a tall man with a food streak- Perfetto!!

Sara Jane said...

I'm so jealous of your travels!

I have a feeling your Italian Stalion will pop up again soon!

LJ said...

Daaaaaaammmmmmmnnnnnn!

jamie said...

Something makes me think our taste in movies is incredibly similar! Before Sunrise/Sunset are two of my favorite movies--ahh, Vienna!

What a great "meet cute" too. What a story! :)

Dolce said...

I want more details of the meetcute! Seriously- you should totally show up in Santa Barbara and sing for dinner!

brookem said...

i love this story. i wish it had turned out that your paths crossed again... but maybe... it was just meant to be that one time. the way you met and the time you spent together just really seemed to... fit. and make sense. you never know what will happen in the future.

i love that he knows about your blog, by the way.

also loving the flogging molly tunage on here!

rebekah said...

Ooooh, yummy! Chefs are delicious :o)

And by knows about blog, do you mean he knows ABOUT it, or has the address? Please don't say you're dumb like me and give that out to boys.

JessWrites said...

CHELSEA! I LIVE IN SANTA BARBARA!!!! What is this guy's name? You can come to Santa Barbara and I will find you a free place to stay so you can meet up with him again!

Jessica said...

You lost me at currywurst....I love currywurst!

Sounds like a good detour. I love detours. Oh, and I'm loving your song "start wearing purple". Gave me a good smile on a Monday morning.

claire said...

you're so lucky you have friends in munich. I went to oktoberfest last year with a group of friends and, being our typical fly-by-night selves, ended up havin to stay in a hostel over an hour from the city. still, so worth it!

Nic said...

I think that can be one of the hardest things to do in life...accepting that plans change or that something hasn't turned out how you pictured it or you missed your train. But then, sometimes, something wonderful happens instead. I say, cheers to that possibility!

Lauren said...

That's awesome. Being completely spontaneous? Always awesome.

Miss Marie said...

That sounds amazing. I can't wait to see what happens.

sid said...

lucky wench. I didn't meet any hot italians while I was there. I did meet a hot American ... hmmm

Kyla Bea said...

Oh my lord, this is so romantic on so many levels - what an amazing trip! This sounds like it's exactly what we travel for.

Bella Anonymous said...

Loving the blog and by the way you have been tagged!

Katelin said...

seriously you are my travel hero these days. i absolutely love it. and yay for munich, such a crazy crazy place.

Lois said...

whoa...a hot personal chef?? that's awesome..maybe you should find a way to meet him again.. :)

Tova Darling said...

This will make a great story for the two of you to tell your grandkids. Kind of "Harry Met Sally."

"Well, the first time we met was on a train going to Munich, and then we lost each other in the city, but then we met again in Santa Barbara, and the rest is history."

Lindsey said...

I love it. I have not the braveness to travel anywhere, let alone without planning. I did meet a lovely service man on a plane once and it had warmed my heart every time I think of it!

jeanne said...

chelsea - seriously! My dad lives in Santa Barbara and my daughter goes to photography school there....where does this guy hang out? We will get ya hooked back up!

Step Right Up said...

My friends were just there for Oktoberfest, too. My guy friend you definitely would not mistake for a beautiful Italian Jude Law but he's good people.

I love your version of Sunrise/Sunset. You BETTER meet up with ChefBoyardee in Santa Barbara!

G+D said...

Amazing story! I hope you and your Jude Law find each other again!

laculturepopulaire said...

before sunrise and sunset are my favourite movies. maybe in 9 years you'll run into him again hehehe

Chelsea Talks Smack said...

ah I hope I dont have to wait 9 years!! :(

beatnikchik said...

I love the Before Sunrise/Sunset movies. What a great love story.

Love your blog. Just found it today.

 
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