| Justin's Adventures in Europe |
| I spent my the fall term of 2003 living with a Danish family in Copenhagen, Denmark. It gave me the opportunity to sample foreign meats, liquors and, of course, new tantric sex positions. Hopefully, this photographs will effect you the way the real thing effected me. Which means you should be running for the toilet any minute. |
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| Our lovely tour guide in Germany, myself, a dashingly handsome French Fry person and my good friend Michael. This was truly the gem of our collective photo pile. Just lovely. A note on Michael: without a doubt he's one of the coolest people I've ever met. And he has unbelievable taste in all the things I like: Film, Music and Literature. I've officially travelled to more European countries with this man than states in America with anyone. And living in the crazed, filthy, and primitive conditions together forced us to become brothers. At least through marriage. |
| This happened during a Christmas party at the DIS (Denmark's International Study) building. Here, we sample the holiday ale which has just been released and free our minds from the schackles of Russian Literature and Danish philosophy. |
| Two drunken Australians and one drunken Slavinian. Beer, sweat and attitude marked our nights at the Bahnhof dance club in Budapest, Hungary. |
| These next two photographs can be considered a study in the effects of alcohol on me. It's a process really. Drink beer, drink more beer and finally, dance like an epileptic retard crack-child (no offense to that tiny, tiny group of people who qualify for being offended by that specific combination of conditions...sucker). Here we see Michael, myself and one of two Slavinians who accompanied us that night. These were two of the most gracious hosts I've ever met and there was no end to their polite behavior or kindnesses. They made the perfect Euro-party happen. That's saying a lot for two people I had just met coming from a country I'd never heard of before. |