Thursday March 28, 2024 11:06 AM (CDT) 1711641992 epoch |
A good friend of mine gave me an actual Ohio buckeye before I left for Europe. He's carried one for years for luck, so he brought some back from a trip this past year. He told me to keep it with me for luck on the trip. I named him Nard. These are the pictures of Nard's travels around Europe with us. Some of them are kind of blurry, as my camera had a tendancy to focus on the wrong thing when taking closeup pictures, but you'll get the general idea. |
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Here are three pictures of Nard in Berlin. The first is Nard looking out my window over the hotel's courtyard. As usual, my camera focused on something distant, so Nard's a little fuzzy. The second shot is a closeup of Nard in the room, on the headboard of the bed. |
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This is Nard resting comfortably on the table in my hotel room in Prague. The second one is of Nard getting his freak on a bit - he's rolling around in Czech money, not unlike Demi Moore. The final one is of Nard in Old Town. He was perched upon a wastebin, as tourists and residents alike passed by. They paid him no mind, and he largely ignored them - he was there to take in the views. |
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Ah, Salzburg. I loved Salzburg and cannot wait to return - and I think Nard felt the same way! We enjoyed a lovely Stiegl beer on our hike over the mountain towards the monestary brewery... ... and we enjoyed steins of beer once we reached the legendary place. The halls were cavernous, the food was hearty, and the laughter and cheer were contagious. In the second pic, Nard is nestled happily between our steins. |
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After Salzburg, we were off to Munich. At a little cart on the street, I tried a roasted chestnut. Nard was horrified (they're cousins, I believe), but so was I - roasted chestnuts taste like ass. |
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After Munich came Rothenburg - one of the last remaining walled medevial cities in Europe. It was beautiful - both Nard and I loved it. Here's nard, in front of a hotel pamphlet. And here he is, power lounging on the bed. Tracy held him up to their room's window, so he could get a better view down the street. |
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After Rothenburg came Luxemburg City, Luxemburg, which was scary as hell. It reminded me a lot of Detroit or maybe New Jersey. It was dirty, the people we saw were rude or strung out, and someone actually defectated on the sidewalk right in front of the hotel. Here's Nard in the bathroom of my hotel room - it's quite .. cozy. |
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Nard sitting demurely on the hood of our rented Mercedes at the hotel in Frankfurt. |
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