I’ve spent all evening with Reid, hearing his traveling stories and looking at his pictures of Rome and Berlin and all I can say is I so want to backpack through Europe. I’m going to make that a goal. If I keep my budget the same when Tim and I move to a cheaper apartment, I can take the money no longer going toward rent and start a traveling fund.
Now that would be the trip where people would have to tell me to come back. ‘Cause there’s a good chance I just wouldn’t.
Funniest Thing Heard Today:
Reid was telling me about the train ride from Germany back to Rome. Granted, this will lose something in the telling because one of the best things about Reid’s stories are how he tells them, but I think it’ll still be funny. As told by Reid: I’m sitting on this rickety train, crammed into a seat across from a Swedish guy, a guy from Naples, and the guy sitting next to me stinks. Really stinks. He smelled like baloney. Anyway, I’m trying not to get too close to the stinky guy, keeping my head turned away, and I’m talking to the guy from Naples in Italian. Out of the corner of my eye, I see something moving on the smelly guy. I look over and there’s, I swear to God, a cockroach crawling on the man’s neck. Like, it had crawled out of his shirt, onto his neck. I recoil in horror right as he brings up a hand, like he feels something tickling. He freaks out and flicks the thing to the ground, so everybody freaks out as the cockroach scurries out of sight and I’m thinking, “Baloney Man, if you didn’t smell so much like baloney then this wouldn’t have happened.”