Ruth and Jack planning our next move: the takeover of the world
The cake that Caroline's grateful employer got for her birthday. It was quite something, let me tell ya.
The floats in the parade were a little different than we have in Detroit on Thankgsiving. Like we might have say, Cap'n Crunch ridinga flying saucer and pounding oversized mustard while he whips his elves, they just drive around with float after float of dudes hauling sparsely decorated kegs of beer around. Beer kegs, band, scantily clad women, beer kegs, brass band, scantily clad women, etc. etc. Kind of hard to watch after a while . After the first two hours the crowd's attention seemed to appear that it might wane if it kept any longer than a couple more days. They're a very simple people. Meat. Beer. Sex. Engineering. Taking over the world. What else is there, if you really think about it?
Here's the crowded beer tent. Good luck getting one of those fabled "beers."
Here's what it llooked like in there the day before.
Oi. Hola. Ay. Arr. Etc.
J here.
Today is... (pause while I ask) Sunday. We've been here since Wednesday. So far we have had the following malfungtions. Can't remember what day it is. J got sick. Ruth got sick. Caroline got sick. J getting sick again. Aaron alive and well, missed a couple planes tranes and automobiles to get here but got in for a quality time. I bought the Eurail "asaver" not the "flexi" and turns out it was the wrong bpass, so tomorrow we need to exchange it. The memorty card in the camera crapped out so we assume our first 4 days of pix ar lost. So, what follows witll be some since then. As in, since yedsterday morning. Again, sorry for te typos. (no delete key as I mentioned earlier, and below). Going to meet MIcheles friend Michael for Lunch to say hello.
What else? OCtover fest yesterday started (that's how they say , spell and capitalize it here). The place was MAD. We had a great time with Aaron, walking and chatting, and cautht the parade in the a.am, but blelieve it or not, it was very difficult to get beer there. You can only get it at a table, and the tables fwere full, and the tents were waiting room for the tables basically. We did get one each finally. Symbolic, largely.
I think I'll put the photos in and just add captions, since I think they will tell the story of th eday best.
Okay, love. Jack OUT. Sue adn Dave, if you are reading this: thank you AGAIN so much for watching our beloved hunden (my guess as to how they say it here), and please give them our regards, our love, our kisses, hugs, and any other sweet everythings that you feel are appropriate. We are so glad they are with people we love and trust and without you, we couldn't be here. Thank you. Thank you.
Jack really OUT.
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