Well, here goes although I'm not sure where to begin with this blogstuff. I guess one is supposed to write whatever comes to mind so here goes. You may ask why on earth are you writing a blog and I would respond, "it seemed like a good idea at the time" with the time being earlier today.
Actually, I have been following my grandaughter Danielle's blog and totally enjoying her thoughts as she is preparing to begin her junior year in Montpillier, France. What is she studying? Well, French, of course! Danielle began her blog during the periood when she was packing (at least a thousand times) in preparation for her travels. Currently she is in Italy, my favorite European country, so I'm eager to read her next posting about her adventures thus far.
Clint and I traveled to 8 European countries in 2001. Although we enjoyed each country and city, my favorite was Venice, Italy. Beautiful, romantic, great food and drink, lovely music - what's not to like. Well actually there was a somewhat embarrassing moment. We were on a tour with a gondola ride included. Clint and I along with another couple were in the lead gondola...the one with the singer. We ladies were prepared for a very romantical scene with our fellows as we were guided through the Venitian Canals. And then the gentleman began to plan the accordian and sing a beautiful Italian aria. I'm not sure what the fellows were drinking, but as soon as the singer began his song, they BOTH started giggling quietly at first as we ladies poked them in the side. As the music became louder, they laughed louder and louder. At the time I was ready to throw Clint in the canal. Needless to say, the romantic moment was lost in laughter and embarrassment. As I look back on this scene, I have to admit the singer was a bit dorky, and we now laugh together as we remember that moment.
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