Just for Mr. Ellis

One: Your new condo. ....Do you need anything?
Two: Let me explain Amsterdam....the bar downstairs had two for one Jack and cokes the whole time we were there....and lots of beer....
Three: the reason he forgot most of Amsterdam...is I was sleeping when he wrote the blog and he needed help remembering it (he never writes anything down, when we are in the city...its always on the train or in the next city)
Four: WHERE ARE MY WALL POSTS???? you big jerk

Paris

ah....I finally make it to Paris...and it rains, sleets, and wait....Is windy as hell....good times. The "perdu" sun decided to come out and play today...good timing because we went to the Effiel tower. I did not climb the tower (ARE YOU KIDDING, with all those damn Italian teenagers visiting!) Instead, I laughed at James and his jeans. If you didn't know...and you should...James (Montana, as I refer lovingly to him) has an issue with jeans. Well I should say that most jeans have an issue with him. He abuses them. Between lost crotches (oh yes, you can loose your seat...did you know) and the random tear at the ankles, this boy never seems to have a decent pair of jeans...well today...I didn't help the situation....whoops....See James had a loose piece of jean hanging around his shoe...and my oh-so bright mind, though "He could get that caught in the escalator" (its happened before...Truth) so I decied to step on it, in hopes that it would just tear of clean....oh my...instead the leg of the jean split clear up to the knee....I was crying and laughing so hard....poor james was walking around with one leg as a skirt....ah the adventure... see what you miss when we aren't around...SO again instead of helping him...I hindered and took pictures...I'm so mean

So we have to buy a new pair of jeans....

All my love

jeannie

Am I really lost

So am I really lost if the country I'm in understands...je suis perdu...but what if I'm not really perdu as much as laughing contastantly at James for his oh-so smart moves...and the split jeans....smooth.....so am I lost

Rotterdam

So much nicer of a city than the name sounds...something about Dutch makes my ears hurt between the hacking and the purring of syllables...I can't decide if I like the language...but I do like the city!! We have spent most of our time wandering around looking at architecture...Well in actuality James is looking at Architecture...I'm some what staring off into space, sleeping in the sun, or looking at things in windows...Best part about this city is the obscure cuisine...James had Dutch Apple Pie (his new favorite dessert), we had a Crepe with Bacon for Breakfast, and Doner Kabab is a new lunch favorite....and the national snack of French Fries is always nice but without the mayonnaise...

It's the little things in life

I am blowing the budget on a bath tub...Our *New* Hotel (NOT the House Boat, that was originally planned) is much nicer and has a beautiful thing in the bathroom...A tub...if you didn't know it, our last house had only a shower...so last night, after a very crappy travel day (the morning train to Rotterdam, the adament no to the house boat, the rain while wandering the city in search of a hotel and the massive amount of luggage to tow) I found myself fully enjoying the nice warm bath with my crappy minibar red wine....Ah the little things...

What is that smell

Please explain to me...Why do most young adults...ie my age...feel the need to gather in Amsterdam to loose the last of the Brain cells they had to begin with....humm....why is that I wonder...

Rotten in Denmark

Too hell with Copenhagen...Could it be any more expensive!!! I blew my budget on this city...and not in a good way!!! I could starve in this city...Even Burger King was to expensive!! I had an okay time...I really didn't care for the city...I mean the walking around was nice but other than that, the only thing that can explain this city to you..Is that the Sweds come over on the train to go to all the clubs...This is their Disney land....great!!! I was happy to leave...I refuse to live there!!! And I will never understand thier currency exchange...(What the hell is a two kroner worth??) The best part of the trip, was that James and I went to an English speaking movie in the Theatre...the Dans do not dub the movies (except for children's movies) Which allowed the large english speaking crowd to go out to the movies....it was a nice change in our day..besides He hasn't taken me to a movie since Nov.

All my love and I miss you terribly

jeannie