Sweet Carmel-by-the-Sea and a Missed Flight

I had a wonderful post-Thanksgiving trip with my mom, followed with a semi-disastrous trip back to the City of Angels. However, everything ended well!

After spending Thanksgiving with my family (and making some excellent mashed potatoes, avocado salad and cranberry sauce all from scratch to contribute), I traveled for the first time ever to Carmel-by-the-Sea with my mom.

It was a really sweet town - and I crossed one thing off of my bucket list - visiting The Cheese Shop. I had read about it over a year ago on SFGate and felt compelled to make it to this fabled Cheese Shop. I ended up sampling probably two dozen or so different types of cheese from all over the world. I felt a bit ashamed for my shameless sampling (we did buy three types of cheese in the end), but it was excellent and so worth it. I was in cheese heaven!!

The Cheese Shop, Carmel-by-the-sea. I sampled over a dozen cheeses, felt a bit sheepish!!! Was on my to-do-list since last year!! #cheese #carmel #cheesegasm

A photo posted by Felicia Hom (@feliciahom) on Dec 12, 2014 at 5:41pm PST

We tasted wine, dined out, and roughed the rain as we visited Point Lobos State Reserve and the beach. Our bed and breakfast was really cute too - with a gas fireplace. I loved it! Time with my mom is always precious.

The morning after we left Carmel, I was scheduled to fly out of San Francisco. I also ended up having an audition scheduled an hour and a half after my scheduled landing time. But there had been a heavy storm in the Bay Area that night, so the streetlights were out on 19th avenue and also on Junipero Serra. So...a normally twenty minute drive became an hour and twenty. And unfortunately, I arrived just a few minutes late so I missed my very first flight in my life!! Talk about a milestone.

As luck would have it, the following two flights were cancelled and the next flight I was on standby for was delayed well into the afternoon at 3:40 pm! Of course, I wouldn't be able to make my 11:30 am audition (I had informed my manager of the situation). Amazingly I wasn't too upset or frustrated, just very tired. I was amused by conversations I overheard at the airport and also appreciated the "Oh shiet" reactions of fellow travelers when I told them my missed flight and cancellations ordeal. I heard one older man who had missed his flight exclaiming, "Well of course insurance has to cover this! The highway was flooded!"

But as the storm abated, my flight was bumped back up an hour and I ended up still being able to audition after I rushed through the wetness to Santa Monica and up the stairs panting just before 5 pm! I'm an actor who hates missing auditions for any reason! I am very glad I hustled as I enjoy every opportunity I can get and grateful the office still let me audition. After missing my very first flight and staying at the airport for a good 5+ hours, the day actually turned out not so bad!

In fact, during the rainy weekend I saw not one, but two rainbows. When the rain brings out rainbows, what else can you do but smile?

A photo posted by Felicia Hom (@feliciahom) on Dec 12, 2014 at 12:32pm PST

The Foreign Food I Have Eaten

FOOD AND DRINK, a set on Flickr.

I have an extreme backlog of photos I took during my years abroad. A silly thing I decided to do in my hunger this evening was to go through and pick out the photos I had taken of food and drink (so far I've only gotten around to the ones taken with my 450D.) Needless to say, I am starving now. And this barely scratches the surface of all the food I've eaten and now miss - I just did not always lug my hulky camera around as I chowed down.

Side Project: Travel Blogging

All right, so after responding to countless listings on Bruinview, which is the UCLA career website...I came across one which was for youth travel writing. Out of the goodness of my heart, I'm going to write some posts for Rollinglobe. I'll also have to write some reviews of the establishments I frequented in my life abroad. I just started, so all I have is my introductory post with my gushing enthusiasm for living life abroad which you may have heard already in one form or another. Did I say GUSHING ENTHUSIASM? I really mean it! If you have nothing better to do with your lives at the moment, just go abroad!

Why don't I keep my own travel blog, you might ask? Well...I attempted to do so here. However, if you click that link, which you're more than welcome to - you'll see I only managed a paltry three posts...all written while I was abroad, though, so I suppose that adds a slight amount of authenticity to my writing. So maybe, with the title of being an unpaid editorial/social media intern for Rollinglobe, I might actually force myself to write more! ;]  What happened to all those travel stories which are just floating around in my brain, anyway?

In any case...I have to go back to concentrating on my life and making a real living. I suppose there is a bit of soul searching to be done..and also another blog post to come.

2010, the year I traversed the world

I intended to write a post summarizing my life in 2010 on December 31, but did not get a spare moment to do so as I was frantically attempting to tidy up my miserably messy abode as I had invited a special someone over to our home.

So, my friends, I'm sorry that I have to offer this post a whole five days into the year 2011.

I rang in 2010 in a large warehouse in the 798 District in Beijing with a couple of friends from France and an Israeli friend of mine. The 798 District is basically a bunch of art galleries housed in formerly abandoned warehouses in the northeast part of the city. Straight from a party with my Thai and Korean friends, I arrived dressed in my trusty purple qipao, despite the below freezing point temperature.

I was finishing up my first semester of the Chinese language program at Tsinghua University - the number one university in all of China, though not known for its Chinese language program. I was torn over whether I should stay at Tsinghua for another semester or head back to America.

At one point, I had a conversation over dinner with my friend Sun - who is a delightfully sarcastic and pleasing Chinese Irishman. I debated over whether or not I should return to America, move back to Los Angeles, and pursue my dream of acting. He encouraged me to do so - and that I should do so while I still had that drive and goal. A difference of a semester would only be several months, but perhaps it would be vital.

Needless to say, I stayed for another semester. Whether or not that was beneficial for me is debatable as my Chinese probably did not improve very much as my mind wandered aimlessly as I sat through Advanced Chinese I. Nonetheless, I met some new friends and performed in a couple more shows - including BITE's Shakespeare Reveries (the link features a photo of me - uncanny!), a performance loosely described as Shakespeare improv, directed by Ian Reed. Additionally, I did a bit of freelance voice work and was even credited on the cover (without my knowledge) of an English textbook. Pretty nifty, right?

There was a period when I realized how lonely it can be to be an actor...or any type of artist for that matter. I had a close friend of mine agree to come to one of my shows, only to not show up. He promised to attend the next one, only to cancel an hour before the performance with the excuse that he really just wasn't interested in plays. I expressed my disappointment, given all the time I had put into rehearsals and the fact that these things mean a lot to me.  I really love the stage - and I know that sometimes I will be alone in my love as it is something which not everyone can understand or enjoy. But I did have other friends show up, so I'm glad I had their support.

As far as my travels go, I did a fair amount in 2010. I spent two weeks in Vietnam in what I describe as my most hectic and least relaxing trip - mainly due to bumpy roads and women being violently ill for hours in the sleeper buses...in addition to the thousands of motorbikes, occasional cheats, and the questions of whether or not I was Vietnamese a dozen times a day. In June, I spent another week or so trekking about the southeastern part of China - reaching Guilin, Lijiang, and Shangri-la. I befriended a Chinese girl at a hostel in Kunming. She was amazed to discover that beyond my Chinese appearance, I would say things that definitely would identify me as *not* being Chinese.

Instead of flying straight home to America after my semester ended, I decided to make a detour in Europe as a one-way ticket to San Francisco from Beijing was ridiculously expensive. It would cost me about the same to fly to Europe and then to SF, so I figured the Europe route was much more exciting than a straight shot home. I flew to Norway, where my friend Jon graciously allowed me to stay at his home. Following that, I did my solo journey over to Berlin, Dresden, Prague, Cesky Krumlov, Brno, Vienna, Budapest, Krakow, and Warsaw. Along the way, I met a few new and old friends - much love to my dearest Annie who followed her love to Poland. Of course, by naming all of those cities, you can't really imagine any of my experiences - but I'll save that for another post as I think it has been proven that people have short attention spans and will begin to skim blog posts after a certain length.

I finally touched back down in America in September. Since then, my life has definitely gotten a lot less interesting and a lot more confusing with the threat of real life. Interestingly enough, my Israeli friend (who was present at the New Year's rave) told me that that idea was bullshit. Real life is whatever is right now. The fact that I was abroad made no difference. That life was as real as it would be. Well, save the whole commitment to living in America part, I suppose.

In attempt to give myself some more formal training, I enrolled in classes with Film Acting Bay Area and Studio A.C.T. I audited another class with a teacher who was terribly rude to me (I'll give you the story if you'd like). Project-wise, I starred in a student film called Bipolar Express, which will be finished sometime later this month. The film is about a couple who meet for the first time after an online flirtation. I'm supposed to be the bipolar one (seems like a natural role for me). Additionally, I made my first trip back to Los Angeles on my 24th birthday in November to attend ActorFest - which reminded me that acting is really a business down there. (The afterparty definitely wasn't an afterparty, though...just had to throw that in.) In December, I had the supporting role of the sexy neighbor in a modern adaptation of Beauty and the Beast, as I mentioned in my post below. Anyway, I'll definitely have to sharpen those auditioning skills as I haven't always been the best at those. The same goes for interviews!

But I know I've been blessed with what I have. I don't really have much reason to complain. Sure things could always be better, but hey 2010 definitely wasn't the worst year of my life.

So, this time, instead of ringing in the new year in a gigantic abandoned warehouse in Beijing, I rang it in with the fireworks, hot chocolate, and 'tall, dork and handsome' next to the Ferry Building in San Francisco. Pretty good stuff :] Hello 2011!