DumbFunnery

Sprouting Up in Brussels

We’re not going to Brussels, but I thought it was a catchy title and we COULD go to Brussels and how often could I really use that?

Today J is a little upset at me. He told me it was short-sighted of me to get a pet hamster named Hamsterdam. He also told me it was bad of me to get another hamster and name him, “Hamster-watch your mouth.” And he seemed really ticked off when he found the third hamster (who is named, “Hamster-I’m-Just-Talkin’-Bout-Hamsterdam!”).

I’m sitting at a coffee shop writing this and hoping to cross paths with J. The waitress speaks four languages and makes jack squat. I felt bad for her so I tried to tip her lots, but I instead short-changed her. Currencies sure are confusing. She said something (which, under the flawed thinking that I had tipped her nicely, I assumed was a gracious thank you). After the “thank you” I gave a big thumbs up and said, “have a good day!” A stranger caught up to me and informed me he hates America.

Ambassadorship, here I come? I hope tomorrow works out better. We’re going to Copenhagen!

My Global Knowledge Quickly Advances

I feel a bit sheepish (bah-ah-ah-ah?) … turns out I AM in Amsterdam. All those “signs” that were telling me I’m in Australia? Well, it turns out I fell asleep on the plane and dreamt half of them. And they aren’t even Australian stereotypes. In my dream I was wearing sheepskin pants and drinking eggnog – the dream also led me to believe this is an extremely Australian thing to do. I woke up continuing to believe I was in Australia … but that was just due to my complete global ignorance.

Moving on.

Wow! Amsterdam is so nice! And so unique! (I bet Sydney is very unique too … maybe the same kind of unique? Ok fine I’ll stop defending myself.)

Anyhow. I have two goals for the day:

1 – Find a pet store and buy a hamster. Name him, “Hamsterdam.” Take pictures with him.

2 – Perfect my Chris Tucker impression while saying “Amsterdaaaaaaaaam.”

Until tomorrow!

Arriving in … Amsterdam?

Well, this is unfortunate.

I don’t know how this happened … but I’m in Sydney. Australia. Shoot.

I’ve started to look at how I can reverse this drastic thing, but really if I end up spending the trip here that’s just fine! Although I have to say it’s a bit colder here than expected. And the accent is so hard to understand!! I thought this was English! Oh well, I’m off to find the beach!