the last one My final harassment. Enjoy those fattening foods. There'll be lots of fun nicknames we can call you. -- pudgy-wudgy, etc. See you ok the 30th. Let's make a blanket fort!
So long fair traveller That was a touching retrospective. Spending time in Europe makes an amazing deep difference in your life, and no one comes back the same as they left. It helps if you're flat broke believe it or not. Thanks a million for including all of us back here in the New World. The details and descriptions were as best as can be. Who could expect so much from a working student! Amazing. See you soon!
So many stories! And photos! May the lord on high grant you a safe, convenient flight back home (COZY HOME!) with nigh a screaming baby. Oh and the crackhead should be out of your room by 7:30, leaving an hour for the Hazmat Team to disinfect and put up Christmas decorations.
Shite, where've all the taters got to? I love the Irish "T" sound. Tickles the back of the teeth. Irish swearing really does have a sweetish side to it.
Now some of us are wondering what will the first thing she will eat when back home? Something home cooked would be a good guess. What other food craving? Cheeseburger? Pizza? DONUTS!!!!???
Well I don't have anything really funny to harass you with today. How about a joke?
Q: How many men does it take to open a beer?
A: None- it should be open when she brings it. Ooooooh Bad!!!!!
Traveling girl ( good title for a song) I can hear your father making up a lyric already:) Thanks for the tour of London. London, full up.Wow,what a schedule.
Missing you and counting the days for the big squezzes.
Eric,you're a NUT !....but we love you and you make us all laugh and we can't wait til our reunion this Christmas. Sending a big hug to Heather.
Little Miss Busy Bee You did all that in TWO days??!! Holy Moses no wonder you were tired. You showed great restraint in not making offcolor "Big Ben" jokes, which is strictly prohibited within city limits. Tis a shame ye didn't visit the Tower of London because you missed the Crown Jewels. (no joking about that either! or the tower, or the bridge, or the tube. Alright the bridge is okay if you can. That Gurkin building is just begging for rude comments. ) Oh hey! Can you bring me back a souvenir giant head sculpture? I want to set up a nativity scene on our front lawn and if I wrap it in swaddling clothes it would make a great baby Jesus.
Thanks.
TO-DO List for Ireland
- Pint of Guinness
- Clontarf or Middleton Irish Whiskey- straight up. Sooooooo smooth.
Dear Pierre, I am not encouraging your child to drink. I firmly insist she spit it into the spitoon.
Eric, your comments make my life a little better!!!
Just as a side note, I JUST figured out how to respond to comments, so that's why I haven't said anything about them in the past :)
Can't wait for Christmas, with it's obvious hilarity.
Guten Tag So froh, Sie haben eine gute Zeit. Ich kann es kaum erwarten zu hören, all die guten Geschichten von Ihren Erfahrungen in Europa. Und ich liebe Google-Übersetzer.
See you soon.... Hugs.
Ja, das ist ein fahtsin snausage Pretzels, sausage, beer. Geez it seems like yesterday you were a little girl, then a young woman, and now have blossomed into a 30 year old Austrian man. I'm constructing a mental picture I'd like to share- See yonder Theresa, tankard of pilsner in one hand, mustard slathered pretzel (with sausage threaded through it) in the other hand. You've stopped shaving your armpits and the furry wombats are bursting from your tank top. There's beer foam in your mustache. Ja dats guut. Nice treble clef photo.
Best entry 'cept the one about that place called Paris I have to say Theresa, you could write about a telephone booth and I would enjoy the read. You have such a great knack for telling the minutest detail in a captivatingly exciting way. I really envy your gift for storytelling. Even though you have been experiencing such great things, and great things are difficult to convey to others, your telling of them makes me feel that I am there. And when I think, you will be home with us in one month! Oh Gott der Herr!
Ich liebe dich,
Deiner vater!
That's more like it. Poor Dad, left at home to sit on a beer stained couch in his dirty undershorts, scratching his belly, watching daytime tv and eating cold soup out a can. All while you two sip your Pomegranate tea with pinkies aloft. Hey, did your Mom tell you they rented out your room to a recovering meth addict? He's really made leaps and bounds. The vomiting is down to 2x a week, and they've almost cured him of the kleptomania. He won't be gone until January so try to bring back a gift so he'll have something to open at Christmas, kay? You'll be sleeping on the (soon to be steam cleaned) couch. Unless he starts eating socks again, in which case he'll have to be chained in the yard. It wouldn't be the first time boy howdy. Oh that reminds me, your chores have changed. Your Dad traded dish duty and you have to bathe the meth guy. Wear gloves.
Pretty Mom w/jet lag Your sweet Theresa but that photo actually looks like I walked passed too many coffee shops in Amsterdam.
We did have fun together the whole day. I'll always remember the incident with the cashier at the VanGogh Museum. funny.
Phwooo Six hours of cheese farts in a closed train compartment. Lovely. It explains why you were so happy to smell the horse manure back home....
I love the Lausanne cathedral organ. It was quite a coup to be made by an American organ builder. (Fisk) It has three ranks of pipes at 32 feet. That's like a Godzilla cheese fart.
P.S. Girls don't get gas right?
Catching up Just found out about yer travel blog from yer paw. I only had to read through 1142 entries to catch up on what's going on.
- You're not dead. Yay!
- You're having fun. Yay!
- You're getting smarter. Yay!
- You loved Paris. (I have upgraded my opinion of you as a person. )
We have much to discuss. Everything French, Rome, food, etc.
Huggies!
- Eric
P.S. I'm on to you now kiddo. Be prepared for repeated harassment from me in the comments section from here until you leave. heheheheh.
From Bristol,from Wilma,to Theresa Hi sweetie, It was interesting to see you and all your new surroundings. Continue to enjoy yourself but continue to study also.I miss you very much. I'll see you on your return. Continue to learn everything you can. Don't forget us in (the old country). I can hardly wait to see you again,at Christmas. I'm setting up a singing gig for you at Franklin Court for the week after Christmas. You'll be the STAR !!!
Love Wilma YGM
Happiness in our hearts for you Dear Theresa,
Reading your travels to, through and from Paris moved us to the heart. We smiled the whole time we enthusiastically read your letter of such a new adventure with your friends. We were touched by your last paragraph about love especially. We were happy that you remembered how special your book about Monet's Garden really was for you, and how nice that you had to stop yourself at the base of the Tour Eiffel just to soak it all in. Your writing helps us to live it with you and indeed we do. Thanks for the detailed account of your exciting journey. We thought it was great that you could say "Avez-vous une table pour huit, s.v.p.? among other things. Wish we could have shared the dining experience with you too!
Nous t'adorons.
Maman et Papa
Trying out my new Dutch expressions Dehr guten frienden. Ish sind glad dat yoo sind frolich und dat yoo sind kimma nice. Ich hopen dat yoo veel haven einesen gutenes tagin mit deinen freundein. Ich kan nut be happieernin das dat Ich understandin vat yoo sind sprechen. Travelin safein in dem nederlandin und knowin dat Ich love yoo and hopen dat yoo und momin vill havein a gutes timen. Howin ist meini Dutchlanguszusprechen. Ich habe gutes studierten.
Love Dad
Eric
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My final harassment. Enjoy those fattening foods. There'll be lots of fun nicknames we can call you. -- pudgy-wudgy, etc. See you ok the 30th. Let's make a blanket fort!