Vespa Love, Franz and Bamerg
September 1st 2011 I could tell I was in Germany when I saw people with distinct German faces… like my mom’s nose and cheeks. I giggled to myself… remembering that my dad calls my mom a little hummel. Bahaha.
I started to get a little nervous because I couldn’t get a hold of Mo. I just crossed my fingers that he was at the train station at Bamberg and I could find him! But it was so easy, he was just right
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