Lonely in London.
What is the deal with LP anyways? What exactly is so great about backpacking (I never liked this word as a verb) around Europe or any otherwhere if all you do is hang out in hostels or guesthouses and get drunk with a bunch of other westernized folk with the same heavy inefficient-to-backpack-with-that-pegs-you-as-a-tourist book that you all like to carry? Are you folks that naive? Ok, so its friggin much cooler to be throwing back a nice 6 Euro bottle of wine in Paris then a $3 draft at Mcguinns Place in Lawrenceville, NJ, but are you really getting any useful life experience out of it? If that wasn't your goal in the first place and you weren't telling your friends this, you may be excused from this scolding.
1 comment:
i was cracking up at this post
i just had to tell you
i like-the-running-on-with-the-words-that-you-do-so-well
and the pix of you pinning
very kewl
indeedy!
whats NJ like?
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