Well, we're back (I copied and pasted that from the title to save time) from our continental escapade.
I am ruing the fact that we didn't blog as we went, seeing as now we have such a treasure-trove of rich, insightful, beguiling experiences that I don't even know where to begin. Also, it seems in our absence we inadvertently left a hole in market for www.azzadazza.blogspot.com to take advantage. This next few weeks is probably going to be a mad scrap for market share, so brace yourselves.
Perhaps we'll have to give the travel story piece by little piece. Starting with the most mundane, because I have to eat breakfast. My last memorable travel experience involved sitting at Ljubljana airport, and seeing an otherwise sensible-looking woman (perhaps 55), wearing otherwise sensible clothes (camel-coloured trousers and jacket), except for one florally-scripted t-shirt reading: "Yo! Lay me, dood!" Now, I don't know if the Slovenes think this is some quasi-sexy-sophisticated excerpt from the english language, much in the same way we regard 'Voulez-vous coucher avec moi', but...someday I hope that t-shirt and understanding meet in a dark alley.
Anyway, I'll try to think of some more rivetting and insightful travel experiences over the next couple of days. So long.
p.s. - we did have a very good trip by the way.
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"but...someday I hope that t-shirt and understanding meet in a dark alley."
heh heh heh...
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