Things I realized on my trip abroad:
* Vomiting is an inherently private act and doing so in public is best avoided.
* Given a pinch, friends will miraculously come through in the end.
* Sometimes it's best to travel alone.
* When booking rail services in Britain, best to do so in advance to get the best rate.
* Luton Airport isn't as close to London as I thought.
* Amsterdam is lovely, especially the Dutch aesthetic.
* Getting stoned and going to the Rijksmuseum is a perfectly lovely way to spend a rainy Tuesday afternoon.
* Never fly American Airlines for international flights.
* Never eat anything that comes out of Terminal 9 at JFK Airport.
* When I die, and if I am a bad little girl, my hell will be the Sisyphean task of going back and forth between Heathrow's Terminal 3 and 4 while jet lagged, dirty, and suffering from food poisoning.
Now a confession:
For all my libertine tendencies, I'm not a drug user. My experience with drugs has been limited the occasional joint passed around at a party. I'm okay with that as I do quite alright with drinking alone.
3 comments:
Pshaw! I'm little short of a card carrying pothead, and that still looks better than most of the joints I've rolled.
Glad you had at least a little fun on the trip from hell!
If the first looks good, the second one I rolled was brilliant.
Day late/dollar short on this, but that j totally looks like a very thin piece of saltwater taffy, the way you've got the ends twisted. It's cute!
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