Dude, I’m right here!

I was going to bring my Where's Waldo t-shirt which cleverily reads: Dude! I'm right here! 

So clever. Especially, since I am prone to saying "dude" peppered throughout my conversations, to the great chagrin of Mr. Bird who jokes: did you really just call me dude?

But, alas,  I left my t-shirt at home. I had plans to bring it with me on this adventure and take photos of myself every day wearing it. The fact that this still makes me laugh out loud is proof that if nothing else, I would have gotten a few good belly laughs out of the project. 

I still think that's a rather clever idea, for next time, perhaps … but in lieu of my red t-shirt, I bring you my shoes. And though not as funny as my t-shirt, it's still a rather fun project during my stay here. 

With that I bid you a good-night! See you tomorrow for some longer posts! 

T

PS: Did I mention… I can walk to my friends' house from my hotel? A quick ten minutes and I'm there. Did I also mention it's downhill all the way there, therefore uphill all the way back? Instant jet-lagged/out of shape/ should walk more/pathetic American girl workout. Awesome! 🙂 See you tomorrow!