The World is Your Oyster

What I love MOST about traveling (other than learning the food, people, and culture of new places) is the exposure to new and different things to laugh at. In my head, of course. I am as outwardly respectful as possible, as I feel the only way to know a culture is to be part of it. On the other hand, I have this blog as my comic release. I am reminded of one of my favorite Jack Handy quotes:

"We tend to scoff at the beliefs of the ancients. But we can't scoff at them personally, to their faces, and this is what annoys me."

• I took a 12-hour night train from Vienna to Germany which arrived on the minute, exactly at its scheduled time at 7:51 am. 12 hours of driving and the arrival is synchroinized to the second! 2 weeks later when I arrived in France, however, the clock at the train station was an hour and a half off the correct time. After seeing that I was thrilled that my train ended up in the right city.

I am having a marvelous time with my lifeguard friends and have especially loved swimming with the swim team this week. I feel very at home here and several times a day regret not staying longer. "Longer" being "forever" in this case.

(By the way, I would put up photos but cannot because the computer chez Krystel runs on Windows 98. Windows 98! Does anyone remember it?!)