The Final Update

first, for those who prefer not to read things, go look at pictures:

http://gallery.me.com/jacobdanger

second, for those who are literate, here's some stuff to read:

this will be a wrap-up of my trip, along with a B-sides and rarities edition, just things i forgot to include.

Paris was great. i ate curried chicken, did Two Princes at karaoke, went to the top of the Eiffel Tower and got vertigo, drank a bottle of wine by myself, saw the Mona Lisa, and slept a little.

woke up at 6am to catch a 9:15 plane. but it's okay, because the plane was delayed. yay. it dropped me off at Dusseldorf, where i had 4 hours to kill. i finished Ask The Dust and charged my phone. i also ate crappy fish 'n chips.

the eight-hour flight to New York was mostly unspectactular. got very bored, finished Everything Is Illuminated again, couldn't sleep.

at the baggage carousel i started talking to Kate. it was nice to talk again. we had a smoothie together, then chocolate, then a really boring old couple was really boring.

my 4 hour layover in New York turned out to be an 8 hour layover, due to tornado-y weather. it was horribly dull and i daren't go to sleep, for fear i'd miss my plane completely. fear was aided by the fact that they changed my departure gate thrice. ugh.
because of the delay, JetBlue decided everyone on my plane got to watch a movie for free (they're normally $6), so i watched Iron Man 2. and that was okay. my parents were waiting at the airport for two hours, from 2:30-4:30am, because my sleep-deprived math was not correct. hooray me. i slept from 5am to 10am, and that's pretty much it. hooray.

now the B-sides. just stuff i noticed or made note of, but for various reasons didn't put in my blogs. (the reasons are mostly that i forgot)

Dante's giftshop is surprisingly kid-friendly.

i saw a man in a camo baseball cap, with CostCo backpack and fat children and fat wife. the man himself, while not fat, was chunky and defeated. really, America? is this how we represent ourselves to other countries? REALLY?!?

Epic Fisherman's Beard on a generic-looking probably teaches high-school science guy = really, i'm not sure it's so epic anymore.

eight year olds should never be allowed to wear a shirt that says "want commitment: buy a dog". who the crap okayed that shirt in kids sizes?!?

why the hell are there seven-goddamn-teen giftshops in the Uffizi? wait, SHOES?! WHO BUYS SHOES FROM THE UFFIZI?!?

redheads.

had a Croque Monsieur in Paris. i'm not sure it was a good example of a Croque Monsieur, but i thought it was tasty. then off to a random coffee-shop, where they were playing Placebo. it was awesome.

AirBerlin injects their pretzels with the blood of virgins to be extra delicious.

sampled a vodka at the Duty-Free shop in Dusseldorf. Europe is awesome.

this German still water tastes like carbonated water gone flat. oh well.

So there it is. my European adventure. there are probably a few other bits you could coax out of me, but that's all i'm writing down. i know it wasn't as fun for you to read as it was for me to do, but i hope you enjoyed it anyway. again, forever, thank you for reading, and drive safely. Thanks.