Enlightening, I must say. You saw seaweedy shells, got gypped in every store you went to in Switzerland, France and England, you got lost, you were attacked by faceless ghost women from Brittany, you got stoned in Amsterdam, you had a torrid affair with a Beefeater, and another faceless ghost gave you wooden shoes for Barbie?
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Our Trip To Europe
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Sounds like our last vacation! (ba-dum-ching!)
I am kidding, of course. Except for the getting lost, that's sort of a family tradition.
That looks like the least exciting vacation in the history of the universe.
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