Who needs a gnome when you can have a onesie?
Your mission if you so choose to accept is to pose with the traveling onesie all over the world. Let the adventure begin.
The onesies began their journey in Belfast on the rocks of Giant's Causeway
One of the onesies had its sites set high...
764ft high at the top of Macau Tower in China
A quick stop back in the classroom for a lesson with some NSS's (not so smart individuals). "What's the enter key?"
Before heading to Soho to ride the world's longest escalator up the street.
...on the escalator
Meeting up with some locals for a quick chat.
Relaxing with a nice glass of wine.
Until next time...
"Our job is to record, each in his own way, this world of light and shadow and time that will never come again exactly as it is today." - Edward Abbey
Friday, October 29, 2010
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Just Hanging Around... 764ft up...
Friday, October 22, 2010
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
36hrs. in Dubai...
A lot can happen in 36hrs...
Towering towers...800+ meters, 160+ stories...
Breakfast @ 1pm...
Fountain shows to Whitney & Celine...
Shopping & the Sea...
Owning my own store...
Desert Safari...
Ali & his Land Cruiser + Playlists...
Jumping from sand dunes...
BBQ @ Bedouin tents...
Belly dancing...
Riding off on Wilbert...
Into the sunset...
Towering towers...800+ meters, 160+ stories...
Breakfast @ 1pm...
Fountain shows to Whitney & Celine...
Shopping & the Sea...
Owning my own store...
Desert Safari...
Ali & his Land Cruiser + Playlists...
Jumping from sand dunes...
BBQ @ Bedouin tents...
Belly dancing...
Riding off on Wilbert...
Into the sunset...
Sunday, October 17, 2010
The Best of Turkey
Monday, October 11, 2010
Kabul Fashion.
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Kabul Kitchen Talk
Conversation b/t old lady Donna & Joel at dinner...
Joel: Are these seats taken?
Donna: No. Sit. What's your name?
Joel: Joel. Ya know I think I have met you before over in that office...
Donna: Yea I don't know. I'm asleep half the time at work.
(**ah yes a true gov't employee**)
Donna: You are Filipino.
Joel: Yes, yes I am. Your husband is Filipino right?
Donna: Filipinos die young. How old were your parents when they died?
**interject me spitting the baked chicken out of my mouth and Joel's jaw dropping**
Joel: **awkward chuckle** oh my parents look very young.
Donna: So how old were they when they died?
Joel: Well my parents aren't dead.
Donna: Oh ........ long tangent listing off all the dead people in her life and how they died.......
Donna: You know the women in my family live a long time. I bet I will live to be 100. I wouldn't mind that as long as I'm not sitting in a chair somewhere drooling all over myself...
Donna: it's b/c the filipinos eat the chicken skin. I bet you eat the chicken skin don't you Joel. It looks like you are enjoying that chicken skin.
Joel: yes it's delicious...
Donna: I bet you also eat pork fat. Filipinos like pork fat. That's why they die young. Is this your girl friend over here?
**me sitting right next to Joel... apparently unable to speak for myself... it's probably b/c I am not Filipino.**
Joel: Yes.
Lauren: Uh...no.....
Joel: Ok she's just a coworker.
Donna: Well why not. You know those Filipinos make the best husbands. They treat you real well.
**interject me now choking on my Snapple Iced Tea...and crying I'm laughing so hard.**
Donna: You know...the bald ones too.... they are the best. such virility** Ok enjoy your chicken skin. I have to go get my ice cream.
**interject Lauren and Joel speechless, staring at each other...best dinner conversation ever**
**virile |ˈvirəl|adjective(of a man) having strength, energy, and a strong sex drive. See note atmale .
The characters in this story are in fact real. The randomness of the conversation is also real. Although the conversation may not be exact word for word it is b/c I was laughing and crying so hard I could not focus.
Best of Germany...
Best Parts of Munich: taxi's catching on fire, cabbies getting into fights, Beatles songs loved in every country, Schnitzel and German beer @ Hoferauhaus, everyone thinking that I was German...until I opened my mouth...
A snapshot of Munich...
the Glochen-clock...
drinking a beer at Hoferauhaus...
while staring at men dressed like peter pan passing out pretzels...
almost getting run over by the thousands of cyclists...
listening to crazy street violinists... Konnexion Balkon (check them out so good!!!)
seeing a window display for an eyeglass store that has a pregnant barbie...
the stand-off with the girl and green balloon...
Goodnight Munich...thanks for a great day!
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