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Okay, well I took these pictures at the bar before I left, so I'd have something to keep me from being lonely.
This is Shooter. |
Me and Lisa grabbing each other.
No, I'm not sure why. |
This is me and Ern. Her name's really Erin, but my friend Gay Tom likes to take vowels and throw them up into the air, letting them land where they may.
He calls me Lorna. |
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| Me and Gay Tom. Me and Drunk Gay Tom. Drunk Gay Tom is about a foot and a half taller than me... well, so is Sober Tom, but Drunk Tom likes to tackle me which he did, seconds after the shutter clicked. |
Me at the airport with my dad catching up really quick on all the current events
before I leave the country for a month.
HA, just kidding, I'm double-checking my crossword. |
A seven hour plane ride later and seven hours into the future, thereby erasing a whole evening from my life, I sit on the scary tram to the Hauptbahnhof in Munich. |
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Disgusting and Sweaty in Zurich, waiting for my train to get there, so I can board it to Brig.
Or Australia, I can't read any of the fucking signs. |
Rock! My apartment!
It's got one of those beds that tucks into the wall.
There's a second bed still up, but I was too scared to pull it down, because I thought
there were bad guys hiding inside. |
Well, you can't really read it,
but this is a menu selling a Liter of Cola!!
Wouldn't Farva be proud?! |
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Me on my balcony, listening to Pink Floyd.
Oh, you vain, vain girl, WHY didn't you take a picture of the SCENERY instead of your pale ass? |
My first hike and it kicked my ass. That is the forced smile of exhaustion and jealousy as 80 year old natives skip up the trail like fucking mountain goats. |
The view back into Zermatt from the Furi lift. |
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Ooh, I'm actually going OUT tonight! (I walked around town, sat under a street lamp and read 1984.
PARTY ALL NIGHT!!!!!) |
Fucking Europeans don't like things cold, including their refrigerators. I had to freeze everything I wanted remotely cold and then enjoy it later. |
In front of the Matterhorn again, except on the East Si-ide! This is from the top of Gornergrat. |
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I'm in front of a green lake called Grun See, which means Green Lake.
Those wacky Swiss!
Behind me and to the right is the Matterhorn. |
On the hike down from Gornergrat, I stumbled onto a herd of Sheep! |
See kids, in the "outdoors" we don't HAVE "photoshop" to caption out humorous photos! We use notebooks! Ask your grandparents about them! |
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Me making my patented Mozzerella and Tomato sandwiches!
What I'm holding up is a big fucking hunk of cheese. |
BEE! A... cow... bee... or something. |
This cow licked my leg. |
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| The hippies are right, Nature is COOL! |
Me sitting in my windowsill reading Mark Twain. |
This is when I went repelling in a gorge cut out by the Zermatt River.
MAN, it was AWESOME. Do you see that fucking log behind me?! I had to WALK across that! Like, over a waterfall a hundred feet below me!!!
I'm so hardcore! |
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| SEE that little wire behind me?! I had to slide down that Indiana Jones stylee!! |
Holding onto that wire for dear life. Okay, I WAS attached to it, but I could still have slipped about fifteen or so feet and bashed against a rock face. |
You can see the Zermatt River below me. Heh. "Below me, Trebek!" |
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| I'm inside a glacier here at the top of Klein Matterhorn, and those are some shitty ice sculptures. |
The view of the town from Trockner Steg, where I started reading the Harry Potter series.
That was a good day. |
My very favorite show on BBC Prime - Ready, Steady, Cook!
Man, we need to bring THAT show over HERE! |
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