mi scuzzi!

italy!

so, even before we got here... something happpened. of course. something kind of sick, but probably underwhelming if youàre expecting a herculean incident. if you will.

also, the keyboards are off here, so youàll see some weird letters sometimes.

since we decided to skip venice, we had about a 14 hour train ride from vienna ( or wein, as its supposed to be called. heh heh.. . . heh) , and we got a compartment with two grotesque old german ladies. crones, if you will. and you should. will, that is.

the seating arrangementç dave and i across from each other, and the crones were sitting next to us, each facing the other. the one sitting next to me was so fat that her boobs were indistinguishable from the rest of her body. that is, you couldnàt tell which partition was boob territory. anyways, they stunk and blew their noses and coughed and hacked up i donàt know how many replaced lungs, but it was sick. oh, it was really fun when they talked too, since their german was the kind of gutteral, slimy, gurgling type... kind of like one of them boiling cesspool, if you know what iàm saying.

dave got the best of it though, since when they thought he was fully asleep, the one next to me decided to put her feet up between the other one and dave. the other one made passing attempts to try to fence in the variously wounded, rank, and varicose feet from touching dave... but not really. so they kind of migrated slowly now and again.

dave, not being asleep, shifted immediately after foot placement. it was funny because his entire body was pointing away, and he almost looked uncomfortable. anyways, they eventually went down when she had to waddle her huge load of a corpse to the disgusting bathroom that was just a hole down onto the tracks, but he got enough of that. he told me afterwards that if she did that a second time he would have swatted her feet down. whapishhh!

anyway... dave was mean, cuz when they left we had to help them take their luggage from the top shelf of our cab, and one small luggage thing kind of grazed my head and maybe hit her, and he said he wished it had bashed her in the head. what a meanie poo =(

ok, times up, haha... i guess that was our pre rome post, even though weàre leaving here tomorrow morning at 730ù

its ok rome wasnt that great, just a few cool sights... the vatican was maaaaybe better than DCCC by a little bit, but whatevs.

chinese peepol! white peepol! every peepol!