Saturday, September 25, 2010

20 Is Old

It was my birthday
and it was fun.


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A surprise party at midnight
bringing in the new year.



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Nice decorations and candles from mother.


Portobello road in the morning.


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Les Miserable in the afternoon

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Nandos for dinner.


A special thanks to Devri for putting it all together.


Also, the best birthday present of 2010


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Monday, September 20, 2010

Bonjourno!

From Rome


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All the Polo Ralph Lauren models are from Italy. American brand or not.

That being said, if I weren't so set on marrying a Polynesian, an Italian would do.

At the bus station with all our baggage, the women standing next to tried to tell us something in Italian, but when our faces looked blank, she said, "warning." That was understood better when two men began to quarrel and almost full on fight. Hitler and Mussolini were involved but that's all I got.


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I know more Thai words than I do Italian. I was pretty lost on the language.

I don't think Europeans can help that they smell bad. I found myself a victim of the smell following my same home routine . Could that be said about Daniel's Portugal books? Probably not.


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If an Italian tried to speak to us but didn't know english, they'd try spanish. They know all the languages of  neighbors, why don't we?

I thoroughly enjoyed the Canadians in our Vatican tour. They were Indian who lived in the Big Apple for a while where they made a lot of money.

I liked the yogurt in glass cups. What's up Yoplait.


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Italians are really small. And dark. You can imagine how out of place I felt.

They really do play accordions there.

We wore translations headsets during church. If I were the missionary, I would say all sorts of things.

Saturday, September 11, 2010

I finished packing up my stuff, and three hours later I was on a plane for Washington DC


Where I met up with this keeper


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and we did just about everything there is to do in Washington DC.





Thursday
It was hot.
Toured the Capital. There is a statue of Brigham Young.
Senate Gallery. Disorganized. The senators were late, and coming and going. I wished they'd focus a bit more. They voted on Elena Kagan becoming a Supreme Court justice and they senate pages practically begged us to go.
It poured.
Supreme Court.


Natural History, Art History, and American Smithsonian.
China town.

Friday
Biked to the city on the Mongoose.
Thomas Jefferson memorial.
FDR memorial.
Lincoln memorial.
Vietnam.
WWII.


Washington Monument.
White House and visitor's center. Every Boy Scout in America was there.
Holacost museum.
The Mint visitor center.
Air and Space Museum.
Kabab Palace.
Concert on the lawn of the Airforce Memorial.

Saturday
Eastern Market with Kim. We ate Blue Buck pancakes and say Emily and Linda Dunn.
Library of congress.
Mt. Vernon and picnic.
Kayaking Potomic river.
Georgetown cupcakes.
Walking Ghost tour in Old Alexander.
Drove to Washington DC temple
Rode the largest escalator in the western hemisphere.




Sunday
Arlington Cemetery
Church with delicious pumpkin bread made by Annette.
Holocaust Museum.

A special thanks to Annette for letting us barrow her bikes, making us lunch, and letting me sleep at her house. Hooray for the lentil boy.

And also for David for coming and putting up with me acting five years old. Tired and you blew up the air matress. Hungry and you bought museum food. Thanks for a great weekend.