glennbo123
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- May 10, 2008
Incredible scenery. Makes Canada look like a baby compared to their architecture and history. Great pictures. Love the photo of Judy acting out the signs
Hey jenbear. Glad you're enjoying it!
Incredible scenery. Makes Canada look like a baby compared to their architecture and history. Great pictures. Love the photo of Judy acting out the signs
The next day he was unable to go to lunch, but me, being resourceful and She then announced to the rest of the all-female-staff what I had asked for. After I saw how amusing that request was for all of the ladies, I realized what the word "napkin" must mean in Australia.
Then she handed me what I was after and said, "you mean a serviette."
You've been to Australia My goodness! Where haven't you been?!
Napkin.
Funny how two people speaking the same language can have a problem .
Gorgeous update!
I'm looking at all your pics and having wierd deja vu flashbacks. Was I there? Was I not? Ah the blessing and curse of a college backpacking trip. Fuzzy memories at best.
Racking my brain to try and figure out where in Vienna (I think it was in Vienna) that we went, some composer birth place/ house they died in or some other reason it was notable (yeah, just a few to choose from in Vienna!) and I swear there was an outdoor wine garden and vividly recall drinking wine out of what were jelly jar mugs. Your pics completely jogged the memory but google did not come through for me.
Not unlike the drinking glasses provided in the FW cabins mind you. Except these were a smidge larger.
Serviette
I forgot about that!
You've been to Australia My goodness! Where haven't you been?!
Napkin.
Seems like Glenn is quite the man of the world! By the way, did I miss something?? You still have a lot of family in Europe? Were your parents born there??
what an experience to see so much great history--like OLD stuff.
your visits to art museums reminds me of my love for art museums. I don't think I've been to one since I was in high school.......I need to go to the Getty Museum or the Huntington Library.
Wow, how fascinating that you have been to so many places. Enjoying your flashbacks.
Isn't it cool when something can trigger a memory (hopefully a good one) that had been filed away for decades?
Very good memory but oh it's going to drive me nuts! It's so wierd as I had buckets (boxes?) of pics from that trip and for the life of me can't find them. 2 months in Europe (and my memory) lost!
Most were pretty bad pics but there are a few I would really really like to have, one I should have framed and could kick myself.
Ah youth. You assume you will be back soon.
Made it through 3 more chapters today, and am still cracking up over the zero gravity pool! Was she not thinking? Shootin' from the hip? And to mention not seeing it here on the DISBoards!! If that's not a challenge, I don't know what could ever be!
FiP Tip of the Day. If your tickets weren't used to procure FiPs, then you've scored a set of freebies. Know the game!
Of all the Tree of Life pix, I like the last one best. That's the one you all look most "genuinely" surprised to see Simba.
I love the way James is hanging onto Judy for dear life on EE. But, he still gives it a thumbs up!! He conquered his fear, and grew up a little that day! And now he's a proud owner of a nifty little Yeti. That shows that he didn't grow up all the way, Papa. You still have some time.
I can see where the headrests are quite narrow. I'll try to watch out for this given I have a bulging disc in my neck that sometimes gives me grief.
Okay, now that I have your attention.
Come with me, if you will, back about twenty years. I got the incredible opportunity to travel to Sydney, Australia for work for 3 weeks. My traveling companions and I stayed at a hotel in Sydney and went to work each day in North Sydney, commuting by train over "the coathanger" bridge that you see in all of the pictures with the Sydney Opera House. It was a wonderful, wonderful experience.
On our first day at the offices in North Sydney, our Australian host, the office manager, took us to lunch at a sandwich shop a few blocks from the office. After we got our food, he brought some paper napkins over to our table and mentioned that they were "serviettes". "How interesting" I thought. I'll have to remember that. (If only I had!)
The next day he was unable to go to lunch, but me, being resourceful and blessed with a great sense of direction, set out to return to the sandwich shop of the day before. I found it without difficulty, ordered a gyro at the counter and once I had my food I found a table. I realized that my gyro was going to be messy, so I returned to the counter, got the attention of one of the all-female-staff and asked, "may I have a napkin please?"
She said, "what?"
So I repeated my request.
She then announced to the rest of the all-female-staff what I had asked for. After I saw how amusing that request was for all of the ladies, I realized what the word "napkin" must mean in Australia.
Then she handed me what I was after and said, "you mean a serviette."
Okay, now that I have your attention.
Come with me, if you will, back about twenty years. I got the incredible opportunity to travel to Sydney, Australia for work for 3 weeks. My traveling companions and I stayed at a hotel in Sydney and went to work each day in North Sydney, commuting by train over "the coathanger" bridge that you see in all of the pictures with the Sydney Opera House. It was a wonderful, wonderful experience.
On our first day at the offices in North Sydney, our Australian host, the office manager, took us to lunch at a sandwich shop a few blocks from the office. After we got our food, he brought some paper napkins over to our table and mentioned that they were "serviettes". "How interesting" I thought. I'll have to remember that. (If only I had!)
The next day he was unable to go to lunch, but me, being resourceful and blessed with a great sense of direction, set out to return to the sandwich shop of the day before. I found it without difficulty, ordered a gyro at the counter and once I had my food I found a table. I realized that my gyro was going to be messy, so I returned to the counter, got the attention of one of the all-female-staff and asked, "may I have a napkin please?"
She said, "what?"
So I repeated my request.
She then announced to the rest of the all-female-staff what I had asked for. After I saw how amusing that request was for all of the ladies, I realized what the word "napkin" must mean in Australia.
Then she handed me what I was after and said, "you mean a serviette."
Okay, now that I have your attention.
Come with me, if you will, back about twenty years. I got the incredible opportunity to travel to Sydney, Australia for work for 3 weeks. My traveling companions and I stayed at a hotel in Sydney and went to work each day in North Sydney, commuting by train over "the coathanger" bridge that you see in all of the pictures with the Sydney Opera House. It was a wonderful, wonderful experience.
On our first day at the offices in North Sydney, our Australian host, the office manager, took us to lunch at a sandwich shop a few blocks from the office. After we got our food, he brought some paper napkins over to our table and mentioned that they were "serviettes". "How interesting" I thought. I'll have to remember that. (If only I had!)
The next day he was unable to go to lunch, but me, being resourceful and blessed with a great sense of direction, set out to return to the sandwich shop of the day before. I found it without difficulty, ordered a gyro at the counter and once I had my food I found a table. I realized that my gyro was going to be messy, so I returned to the counter, got the attention of one of the all-female-staff and asked, "may I have a napkin please?"
She said, "what?"
So I repeated my request.
She then announced to the rest of the all-female-staff what I had asked for. After I saw how amusing that request was for all of the ladies, I realized what the word "napkin" must mean in Australia.
Then she handed me what I was after and said, "you mean a serviette."