Trottin along, singin' our song

Just a quick update:

We're at Jaeger's Hostel for two days, then Wombats manana! We're with 40 other frat boys and girls sharing a dorm last night and tonight, and we feel right at home! It is as if we're still in San Luis Obispo! Anyway, we made a friend, a "young", "26 year old" man named Steve from Africa, who took a liking to us at the bar last night, flashed us his BMW ownership card, and told us he was an electrician. We're not sure about the young, or the 26 year old part. Or the friend part. But we managed to lose his phone number.

Anyway, our bartender was MEAN! And yet, Devra has had an encounter with Noam "Trots"ky all day. That's for you, Palmies.

Tomorrow we're going on a big Munich city tour, then a Beer and Brewery Tour. Monday we're going on a "Third Reich" Tour. I know it sounds awful, but it's a part of the history here, and we want to learn! FOR KNOWLEDGE. Tuesday were going to Dachau, and then read this and weep Nicole: we're taking a tour at night in Munich that "takes you in the dark of night...leading you through narrow alleys and along old houses to haunted sites and hidden passageways.For 850 years people have lived and died in Munich. The night watch man tells you about some strange happenings from our past"
Tina's really excited because the Night Watchman is gonna be in full costume , with a torch or something. Maybe we'll get burned.

Okthatsit


Love,
Tee and Dee

Wie ahre poshtink zie fotosch

At a big concert on our first night in Germany. Tina thought Tom Jones was playing.


Tina loved this song, because it was in "Priscilla, Queen of the Desert". Here's a link to the video: Fina-lee


Devra at a really cool cafe with lots of great paintings all over the walls.


It thundered and lighteninged a bunch one night, I thought it was purty.


Jamie REALLY pissed off, hating her burnt, disgusting pizza brot (bread).


Tina eating the burnt, disgusting pizza brot.


On the Autobahn to the Leuze Mineralbaden.


The healing ACID waters of the Leuze Mineralbaden.


No, but really. It was so fun. We're going again tomorrow with an underwater disposable camera.


See? We tell no lies.


Tina takin' a nose dive.


Jamie takin' a nose dive.


Devra takin' a nose dive.


George Washington.


Whale


Here's a link to the video: Water Razor


At the top of the highest part of Stuttgart. So many stairs.


Jeez, Jamie's face!


Beee


At the park near the tower.


Not only is the beer huge, but check out my new sweet threads.


Awww


On the balcony of our room


A really nice puppppy


Stuttgart


This is Jamie


Aww


This is an older picture from Hyde Park in England. Two Sicilians with a funghi.


Some kid trying to steal my camera. He was cute.


"BAMBINO!"


"PHOTO!"

Boring Bug BItes

God, it's so boring here. Even the keyboards, the bugbites on Tina's arms and legs, and the street performers wearing slits are boring! BORING!

So just when we thought it was getting REAL good with some live Tom Jones, it was some Ricky Martin rip-off.

Éven our toilet that wouldn't flush...boring.

We've decided to do a compile something a lil'(jon...yeah) something fer y'all.

What we miss from Central Coast.

-The Marilyn Monroe themed bathroom at Bon Temps
-Our cats
-Unjamming the straw dispenser
-Riding the Bear at the mission
-Playing pool with our boyfriends at the Gaslight Lounge
-Gamestore Chuck
-Seeing pigs cross the road, and crashing our bikes
-Bulbs Across America
-3D Cinema, and the movie "Bad Santa"
-Don's puppet show on Thursday nights
-Peggy Penny
-Rip Squeak
-Driving up the grade
-"What time is it?" then tongue
-Fresno
-Seeing Pirates of Caribbean in German, oh wait we did that here.










More posts to come!

The Sweathouse

We're basking and sweating in the warm, tropical sun of Greece right now, oh wait, we're in a dumpy little cafe without air conditioning in Amsterdam.
It's so farging hot here. This morning, we awoke to a young Dutch man with a knarley arm-band tribal tattoo, and a HUGE gold chain shaking Devra, saying, "Chayk out tyyme, rahhhhhyuheuuuuuuh!" This was surprising, because we were under the impression that we had till tomorrow. Unfortunetly, there was a mistake in our booking, but with lady luck on our side (shout out to Marlon Brando) we paid a few extra euros to get the all-girl suite.

We've had a great time here so far. Upon arrival, we decided to indulge in the fine Dutch cuisine, oh wait, we had Thai food. It was good. The next day we visited the Rhijkes Museum, which had a beautiful garden and some really awesome Rembrandts. What else? Devra got a mapbook, and has been getting her rocks off becoming our official "which way?"-er of this here Netherlandish town. It's great, because we have been taking all sorts of routes through the city, seeing all different kinds of areas here, but haven't actually been lost. Devra's very proud. (A little note: I don't actually know where we are right now, but can and will find out very soon.--Dev) The canals here are AWESOME and pretty. We want to get into a rumble, fistfight, JUST to see who can knock the other into the water first.

So far we've seen the Anne Frank house, which had that photographer who took pictures of the women who had just given birth (The one you and Erin like and have a poster of in your house, Steve) Had pieces up in the cafe there, and the actual museum was petty sad and freaky. We also went to the Van Gogh Museum yesterday, which was Devra's highlight of her life, and she was really excited to see a museum that was totally devoted to her favorite artist. We also got to see a few paintings she hadn't seen before, that she really liked. And she got a keychain.

Tina here. I find it extremely odd that Devra has refered to herself in 3d person. Oh well, props to Bob Dole and Devra.
We also got to visit the Verzetsmuseum which is a Museum about the Dutch Resistance from the years of 1940-1945 during the Nazi Occupation of the Netherlands. We were interested because it sounded just like "Army of Shadows" by Jean-Pierre Melville. It ended up being so interesting because we learned about historical events that have never occured to us because of the egocentric American History that's been shoved down our 'troats' all through schooling. The country was really divided, apparantly, into Catholics, Protestants, Socialists, and Liberals, but when the Germans invaded, there was this great unity that sprung up against the oppression they had to endure together as a country, which Devra really loved. They all just wanted to help and get the Nazis out.
It showed how women would smuggle food stamps in pregnancy girdles and how rebel publications were made. Prisoners families did their laundry, oddly enough, and they passed notes in their clothing written in blood.
There was another section devoted to the prisoners of war which were taken to the West Indies.

So to sum it up, it was a great museum.

Today is our last day in Amsterdam. Tomorrow, we head to Stuttgart. It'll be a long train ride, but will be nice to max, and relax!

Expect postcards.

Chillin like ice-cream fillin',
Virgo and Cancer

amsterdam here we come

Hullo! Virgo and Cancer speakin'.

We're blogging one more time from London, at Jamie's house. We're about to leave for Amsterdam in a few minutes. So far our trip has been really great. Last night we saw "Wicked" in the back row. It was my (Devra) first time seeing it, and it was so nice! I really liked the goat teacher, while Tina preferred the big dragon, and the broken animatronic head of the wizard.

We also did huge walking tour yesterday, starting off pushing through Trafalgar's Square, seeing some really big beautiful lions (one of the reasons I've liked London so much: there are lions everywhere. For example: Those great lion pictures from the British Museum.) Did we mention we went to the British Museum? We went to Hyde Park, which I think was one of my favorite places in London. It was kind of overcast, so it gave a nice feeling to this big beautiful park. We also saw Westminster Abbey, and Big Ben, and the London Eye up close.

The day before yesterday Tina and I went to the Tower of London, and saw a big fat Raven. Or twenty. One of our favorite things there was the Royal Punch Bowl andLadle. It was so fucking huge! Then we met Jamie, and had dinner and drinks at Pizza on the Dock, and literlly stayed for about four hours. When they closed they locked the bathroom, so Tina and Jamie and I had to hold it for like an hour, and we almost lost Tina, because she had to go so bad.

The night before that, I woke up after eating Indian food from a restaurant at Brick Lane, with the worst feeling I have ever had in my life. It was heartburn, and Jamie really summed it up well when she said, "I like how you're going to be trying all sorts of different foods on your trip, and of course you react like this after a meal in London. Weaaak." But seriously, it hurt more than anything. I was up until 4, after trying alka seltzer and another antacid, crying off and on. Tina and Jamie were really nice about it though, and we saw a fox on the way back from the store.

At the Brick Lane Indian restaurants, there is always a person outside the restaurant , trying to get you guys to go to their restaurant , and they kind of sell it to you like they're a used car salesmen. "I garuntee it. After trying our food, you will be a regular customer. It is just a good, quality meal." So we go to a restaurant, and we got a deal on our meal, with a free drink. Gabriele asked when we sat down, "Can I get a cobra as a beer?" The waiter proceeded to laugh condescendingly, saying no.

I dunno, they wanted me to tell you about the cobra.

And Jamie accidentally touched some guys' hand on the Tube.

That's it. We're going to Amsterdam now.

London Ho!

Today we went to the British Museum and the play "The Woman in Black".

More to come later, folks!

We FINALLY MADE IT! huzzah!!!!!

To sum it up:

Guess who we saw in LAX?

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It gave the two of us a weird sort of feeling when we encountered his lone form hunched over a big Burger King meal, noshing his fries with OODLES of tasty ketchup. "Devra," Tina whispered into my ear. "I think that's Johnathan Rhys-Meyers."

And sure enough, here was a mediocre actor who only performs well when playing characters that rape, murder, or crossdress. PUUURFECT for us. I managed to sneak a picture of him waiting at the same terminal as us. Great picture on the way.


And guess who didn't get any sleep, due to a neurotic middle eastern woman with blond highlights to contrast with her thick jet black hair, along with a nice little french mani- pedi-cure, and a big black fannypack? TEE AND DEE, because we were right next to this CRAZY woman who was completely incompetent at rearing her roudy brood of sick, coughing, screaming young. But thank GOD, we were right behind a couple of HOT Salt Lake City Bros. Look out Mormon Tabernacle Choir, here we cooome.

Not to mention our fine ensemble of Stewardi aboard this mighty fine flight on Virgin Atlantic. Tina held a special place for a young gentlemen with a wedding ring named Scott, who I suspect may be gay, but they did just legalize that over here, didn't they? And I as enraptured by John, a young gent who wore copious amounts some sort of Brut, or other such gross cologne. Let's put it this way: Ya go to the dollar store, you buy cologne, and it results in EVERY TIME I closed my eyes to attempt some form of slumber, I would always know when my beloved walked by.


I thought we were going to keep it short and sweet, bitch please

Cancer and Virgo, Signing out for now