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| Our Time Overseas... |
| Airplane socks ~ Soo warm, and in bright colors too. Not to mention the pillowcases... ;P Antisocial Seniors ~ Aren't we always? A favorite topic of the chaperones... Pictures in Lucerne ~ Running around in the rain in backless shirts, eating ice cream, watching ducks, blocking the sidewalk and posing with statues... Jungfrau and the Ice Palace ~ Nothing is hard after you've gone to the top of Europe and walked through an ice cube in shorts. Nothing. Mind the Gap ~ Ah, the Metro... Moulin Rouge ~ Which was right across from our hotel *cough*brothel*cough*... Chocolate Snowballs and Skidmarks ~ We never did figure out how to eat those things... But we did find out they didn't change the sheets while we were there... ;) The Louvre ~ Thanks to our being young bucks, Tara and I got in free. We must have missed so much running through it, but we did find the Mona Lisa... Double Decker Buses ~ Who cares that it was freezing on the top? We were gonna ride up there no matter what! Marcus the Bus Driver ~ Aww, he carried Tracy on his shoulders when she couldn't walk. Couldn't say anything but "Ok. Thank you." though... :) Mark the Tour Guide ~ Hmmm... what to say about him... Played favorites, liked giving tours (ie. drinking tours), sang a lot... Shalala Lala and Other Songs ~ Speaking of... This was our theme song throughout the trip, as sung by the entire bus and led by Mark on the bus microphone... German Farmboys ~ A boxcar full of blonde hair and blue eyes... Getting Locked Out of the Airport ~ I might as well relate the whole story here... So after we *finally* find the exit in the airport in Germany, I get locked in a plastic holding box and can't re-enter the airport because I didn't bring my passport with me. T had to run back and find my papers in my bag and bring them to me. As I stood in the transparent plastic box in front of the security officers... Planet Hollywood and Sushi the Bartender ~ Free daquiris anyone? Just ask Tara... :P �D�jeat?� �T'all� �Let�s peer reer.� ~ After delerium set in, a new language emerged... Unibrow, Guy, and Pouty Lips ~ We never saw these waiters after the first night in Paris... Perhaps they were scared off by our group... Bread and Water ~ Our diet for the remainder of the trip after we left France... Save the Beer! ~ Who cared about the huge chunk of pig on our plates? We were not going to have wood chips in our beer... Lard Balls and Squirting Meat ~ Solid balls of lard. But the squirting was inevitable... I was wearing a white dress. Another lesson learned on this trip... Shout wipes are useless... Watch Out for the Spit � You know how in movies and books there would always be these country boys leaning over a bridge waiting to spit on people in boat when they passed? Yet another case of me realizing stories really are based on fact. Tara just loved getting it in her eye... Eiffel Tower ~ What more can you say? Suits on Mopeds � it just seemed strange to us� Smartcars � again, it just seemed strange to us� coming from a country that endorses the motto �Bigger is Better�, the toy cars were a novelty� The British Sharing My Hatred for Pigeons ~ and I have pictures to prove it! *Why* would you put birdseed in your shild's hair just so you could get a pigeon on her head?? The Hofbrauhaus ~ Our Fourth of July. Beer, lard balls, wood chips and polka... �AM I LOUD?� � According to Tina, yes. Yes I was. �Put your finger in it and tell me when it�s high enough.� � One of several moments of inspiration brought on by a drunken haze� Well it was dark� we couldn�t see the water in the cup� Escargot Hunting � In Montmartre and in vain even though we checked about ten menus� �What�s the exchange rate again?� The Sunstar Hotel in Grindenwald ~ Finally got to go in a pool, though we technically weren't supposed to walk through the lobby in our bathing suits... And the view was gorgeous from our huge suite :D And the Nights... ~ Apparently the Sunstar had the best club in Grindenwald. I firmly believe that the two guys who were in the club when our group of 50 girls walked in called all the guys in town, because within an hour it was packed with like 80 guys on a Thursday night. Maybe one or two local girls as well. Now, they let Prendie girls loose in a club with unlimited access to the bar, and they expected more of us? *sigh* Of course they didn't let us go back the next night, but the guys didn't know that. I wonder how long they waited before realizing we weren't gonna show... :P �How much wine did you have, Kristen?� Robitussin Soup ~ the hotel in Germany was not at all prepared to handle a group of spoiled American brats. (1) 8 French fries is not sufficient. (2) One bottle of ketchup for a group of 60 is not sufficient. (3) We still do not believe that was weinerschnitzel. (4) We still have no idea *what* dessert was supposed to be... Cough syrup? Sea Green � Not until this trip did I realize this was not an oxymoron� Our Wardrobe, a Constant Conversation Topic � It was Europe and we wanted to dress up. Something not understood by many people. In other words, everyone else. According to my journal, Mark asked us once why we have the biggest suitcases in the group if our clothes are always the smallest. The Squished Fly ~ Omg... nasty. First the window, then Lela's sleeve, then the trash receptacle... Rain and Hail on a White Dress ~ This dress saw it all... In the morning it hailed. In the afternoon it rained. In the evening meat squirted. Drinking Tours ~ "Specialite du Mark" Anxiety Bruises ~ I have no idea how these happened, but right before thrtrip and all during, I had a huge bruise on my leg. It was dark and disgusting... Covered my entire knee and more Ketchup Shortage ~ Yes, I know Europeans don't eat ketchup, but come on... one bottle per hotel and having to pay for individual packets at restaurants? Shower Curtains and Lack Thereof ~ London - shower curtain that clung to you like saran wrap. A shower had to be a very coordinated event. We were not very coordinated people... Paris - we had no shower curtain. Ummm... there was a foot wide glass partition against the wall though... Chocolate Shoppes ~ Toblerone! Lindt! Raffaello! Who knew bags of chocolate could be so heavy? =P Stolen Coasters ~ our souvenirs of pretty much every place we went... Luggage Lifting ~ all across Europe. Except for stairs and trains that is... *Thank you, Tara!* =D Metro Premonition ~ Well, not a premonition per se, but I had a dream maybe two weeks before we left where I was in New York and got on the subway, but it was different from any one that I've been on before. Then we got on the Metro in London, and what do you know... exactly the same except it wasn't all green... Hey - I thought it was weird... Spend Spend Spend ~ Play we saw in Europe in which the sexual undertones were not "under" or toned down in any way... =P Palaces ~ After a while they all start getting mixed up and looking the same, but they were beautiful nonetheless. I have no idea how I'm gonna find out the name of that statue in France... White marble, angel holding a swooning woman. Anybody??? Laughs and Monkey Faces ~ Ah, the things you find amusing when you're delirious... We would laugh first at Lela's laugh, then our own, then just ourselves for an average of 8 minutes each time. Scared off many people on many occasions... And who could forget Tara's chimp face? The Eyebrow ~ I never noticed I raised my whole eyebrow instead of just the end like everybody else. But now thanks to Tina, we have photographic evidence... |
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