Tag: Orient Express
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Mother on the Orient Express: Part Three
Yesterday would have been my parents’ 37th wedding anniversary. It made me remember how there was supposed to be a third person on this trip with my mom. Dad.
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Mother on the Orient Express: Part Two
Did I mention that seconds after Mom showed me her dead cell phone, I found her boarding pass on the floor of the restaurant? This is when I confiscated all of her travel documents, and would not let her have them in her possession… until we ended up in a fight while being forced to…
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Mother on the Orient Express: Part One
While I was eating dinner tonight “Sentimental Journey” played over the restaurant’s speakers. I’m well aware that I probably heard it more because I was sensitive to hearing it, but I still think it was a gentle reminder that I needed to get my ass in gear and write up these stories.
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Don’t Worry That It’s Not Good Enough for Anyone Else to Hear.
It’s still tonight, so technically I’m still doing my update for today. And I will start it with the tail end of another fantastic email, one that might make you jealous with it’s geniusness. (At least it did for me.) Behold, Brett N’s contribution:
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J’ai m’appelle Dorktastique Incroyable
In yesterday’s email: [readermail] Pamie, Having recently visited Paris this past July, I can personally attest that any self-imposed requirement to learn French is unnecessary. I tried to learn a few phrases and found that all I needed was the basics: “hello”, “please/thank you”, and “do you speak English?”. Beyond that, most Parisians I dealt…
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mostly i’m just wigging out here.
Yesterday’s entry brought some good email/comments from you guys. [readermail]I love that you’re taking your mom on the Orient Express. I cannot wait to read all about it. Maybe you should write a book. In fact, I command you to! Besides, it would make a way better movie than Eat, Pray, Love and Meryl Streep…
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“Got my bags, got my reservations. Spent each dime I could afford.”
In two weeks, I will be going on the world’s most romantic trip. … with my mother.