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Guess whos still kickin?!
You guys, I cannot describe this madness of Europe, can NOT. I have done so much and seen so much in the past few weeks back here in Hungary, where I am right now, and Italy. I have met family I didnt know existed, and some I barely remembered. I have drunk all manner of beers and ridiculously good house wines and the such like, it should be criminal!
Ill be coming home a little more levelled out than I was the last few weeks you all saw me. Long road trips in other countries are a nice way to clear up the issues and make plans for what you left behind. Ive seen hundreds of kilometers of German, Austrian, Hungarian, Czeck, Slovenian, and Italian Highways. All manners of beautiful winding alpine roads to the vast beauty of Tuscany, little villiages and towns hidden in the valleys of mountains and perched on the tops of jagged peaks. Ive swum in the Adriatic, stood in the sistine Chapel and the Colliseum, and thrown a Canadian quarter into the Trevi fountain. I was in a hotel room over Rome when Italy won the world cup, and screamed and waved my lighter as the cars whizzed by underneath honking and full of screaming people. I climbed the leaning tower of Pisa to take in the view, ate many tiny squid and real italian pizza. Drank espresso, cappuccino, long hungarian coffee, short hungarian coffee, and everything in between. Where once I thought I was a black sheep, a family error, I found the rest of my family where I fit in like a puzzle piece. Where I get my take to the shine, my love of the party and the music, and where I got my stubborn stuipid minset, and my happy-go-lucky approach to life.
I kept a journal every day, dont worry, ill post it in a new account someday. With some of the literally 2000-odd pictures Ive taken.
Hopefully you havent stopped partying without me, or worked too hard. Hopefully you havent forgotten how to have fun. I miss all you guys like hell, and I wish you were here with me on these wild road trips and long nights. Too many times Ive sat alone in the setting sun, on a beach, or somewhere super fun and special, and wished I had my friends there with me, sittin in a circle, and just being us. Im coming back on the 29th, if I recall. Im picking up my car and cleaning up my thngs, making a few calls. Then. You will all take a day off, pack up your notes and school work. Or many days off. Or the weekends. Because although I need a job, and I need to do a lot of schoolwork, we are going to party and enjoy the last month of summer any of us will have together.
One month before we spilt up guys, and I have stories to tell, photos to show, and a lot of catching up to do. I miss you all! Youve got a week to go plan a big fucking party for the returning warriors, and another few for the others who are coming back later. So if youre bored, now you have an assingment. Dont let us down! Damn, I wish I was everywhere at once.
You guys, I cannot describe this madness of Europe, can NOT. I have done so much and seen so much in the past few weeks back here in Hungary, where I am right now, and Italy. I have met family I didnt know existed, and some I barely remembered. I have drunk all manner of beers and ridiculously good house wines and the such like, it should be criminal!
Ill be coming home a little more levelled out than I was the last few weeks you all saw me. Long road trips in other countries are a nice way to clear up the issues and make plans for what you left behind. Ive seen hundreds of kilometers of German, Austrian, Hungarian, Czeck, Slovenian, and Italian Highways. All manners of beautiful winding alpine roads to the vast beauty of Tuscany, little villiages and towns hidden in the valleys of mountains and perched on the tops of jagged peaks. Ive swum in the Adriatic, stood in the sistine Chapel and the Colliseum, and thrown a Canadian quarter into the Trevi fountain. I was in a hotel room over Rome when Italy won the world cup, and screamed and waved my lighter as the cars whizzed by underneath honking and full of screaming people. I climbed the leaning tower of Pisa to take in the view, ate many tiny squid and real italian pizza. Drank espresso, cappuccino, long hungarian coffee, short hungarian coffee, and everything in between. Where once I thought I was a black sheep, a family error, I found the rest of my family where I fit in like a puzzle piece. Where I get my take to the shine, my love of the party and the music, and where I got my stubborn stuipid minset, and my happy-go-lucky approach to life.
I kept a journal every day, dont worry, ill post it in a new account someday. With some of the literally 2000-odd pictures Ive taken.
Hopefully you havent stopped partying without me, or worked too hard. Hopefully you havent forgotten how to have fun. I miss all you guys like hell, and I wish you were here with me on these wild road trips and long nights. Too many times Ive sat alone in the setting sun, on a beach, or somewhere super fun and special, and wished I had my friends there with me, sittin in a circle, and just being us. Im coming back on the 29th, if I recall. Im picking up my car and cleaning up my thngs, making a few calls. Then. You will all take a day off, pack up your notes and school work. Or many days off. Or the weekends. Because although I need a job, and I need to do a lot of schoolwork, we are going to party and enjoy the last month of summer any of us will have together.
One month before we spilt up guys, and I have stories to tell, photos to show, and a lot of catching up to do. I miss you all! Youve got a week to go plan a big fucking party for the returning warriors, and another few for the others who are coming back later. So if youre bored, now you have an assingment. Dont let us down! Damn, I wish I was everywhere at once.