eat, pray and barf.

why did I hate this book? why am I still defending my hate to friends who loved it? i’m sorry, but HELLO, how nice to have a fat bank account to find *yourself* by language and food emersion in Italy, meditating  in India and find a hunky lover in Indonesia.

Poor thing.

Honestly, had she pulled this off with minimal money and a backpack it may have held water for me.

Or, maybe I’m just jealous. She’s everything I want to be. She’s the wind beneath my wings. She has Javier Bardem.

Published by Monkeyhugs101

mom, wife, writer, cowgirl, Kvetcher, in no particular order.

2 thoughts on “eat, pray and barf.

  1. Well Sylvia, I do see your point about the fat bank account and can relate. There are ways to find yourself here though and your writing is a testament to that. Join me for a UCLA Writer’s class. I’ve signed up for two. Come on!

    1. Will Javier be there? I’m already signed up for Spanish at SMC. Not as glam as Italy, but I’ll stop at Tito’s Tacos for immersion.

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