Monday, August 31, 1998 Bill and I got up and out at 7 AM, got to the T9 terminal at 8 AM. We found out our tickets were worthless by 9 AM. I went off to book a seat on the United Airlines flight at 10 AM. Searched and found a clean toilet (w/seat) at […]
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Missing My Flight Home
Sunday, August 30, 1998 I woke up ready to go. Unfortunately, I drank some coffee and hot chocolate. Instantly, I felt bowel problems. And since I haven’t learned to go to the bathroom at the right times yet (like when I’m on a train, and I wait till the station, even though I know I’ll […]
My Last Night in Europe
Saturday, August 29, 1998 Leaving Canterbury for Dover, England I woke up this morning after some really cool dreams. One involved me and several beautiful women; another was about how the two Japanese students won a major international award. Sometimes dreams feel so real while they are happening (which in reality might only be a […]
The Louvre, Chartres, and a Royal With Cheese
Sunday, August 9, 1998 I woke up this morning with a need to get myself out of Paris. Unfortunately, my best option was the budget travel offices which were conveniently closed on Sundays. This means I’ll have to stay another night. Then, I’m hoping to take the train to Calais, France and the ferry to […]
Why Ignorance Can Be Bliss On The Road
Since reading The Lost Girls’ post on their trials and tribulations in northern Vietnam (especially the part about the cab ride from hell), I started to reflect on my own experiences, and the few times I felt threatened abroad (at least that I can remember). The experience that stands out the most in my mind […]
