CityHangover Guestblog, Vol IV
Here you have it. The first (and maybe last) ever family-style CityHangover guestblog. You know the drill. You visit; you blog. I cede editorial authority. At least unless you write something I really don't like. This time around, we take the guestblog to a generation far, far away...
Hey look kids, there's Big Ben...
Ever since CJB had mentioned an upcoming guestblog from the parents, we've hoped we wouldn't disappoint. All in all, we found our visit to Europe brought many firsts for us.
To start, this was our first trip abroad. And let us mention more than likely our last. It's great to say we have been, and we enjoyed all that we saw, but without our tour guide we would have been lost. And almost were. This was actually also the first time we ventured off in a big city without our guide, so he gave us explicit directions where to go and how to get there on the London tube. However, when we went to board the train according to these explicit directions, we noticed our target stop was actually in the opposite direction. I now understand why other guestbloggers have mentioned getting lost under his direction. Thank goodness for the phone number (and cell phone) accompanying our directions.
In London we had our first visit to Buckingham Palace to witness the changing of the guard. While waiting for the switch, we also witnessed our first fainting tourist (who was kindly helped by a woman introducing herself as "a nurse from the U.S."). While in Paris we visited the Louvre for the first time. We caught the Venus de Milo, but unfortunately couldn't find the guys who had broken off her arms to get at those bottles of Bud Light. From there, we moved on to our first glimpse of the Mona Lisa. Dad commented that she was better looking than she seemed on TV, and I thought she looked about my size.
That evening, we saw the Eiffel Tower, and on the second day started at the Arc de Triomphe and strolled down the Champs Elysees. With that, we were back on our way to London. As our trip came to an end, I came to a realization. After 3 trips to New York, 1 to England, and on that day in Paris, we had finally figured out mass transportation. Which makes me wonder, why did we walk 15-20 miles during this trip?
Hey look kids, there's Big Ben...
Ever since CJB had mentioned an upcoming guestblog from the parents, we've hoped we wouldn't disappoint. All in all, we found our visit to Europe brought many firsts for us.
To start, this was our first trip abroad. And let us mention more than likely our last. It's great to say we have been, and we enjoyed all that we saw, but without our tour guide we would have been lost. And almost were. This was actually also the first time we ventured off in a big city without our guide, so he gave us explicit directions where to go and how to get there on the London tube. However, when we went to board the train according to these explicit directions, we noticed our target stop was actually in the opposite direction. I now understand why other guestbloggers have mentioned getting lost under his direction. Thank goodness for the phone number (and cell phone) accompanying our directions.
In London we had our first visit to Buckingham Palace to witness the changing of the guard. While waiting for the switch, we also witnessed our first fainting tourist (who was kindly helped by a woman introducing herself as "a nurse from the U.S."). While in Paris we visited the Louvre for the first time. We caught the Venus de Milo, but unfortunately couldn't find the guys who had broken off her arms to get at those bottles of Bud Light. From there, we moved on to our first glimpse of the Mona Lisa. Dad commented that she was better looking than she seemed on TV, and I thought she looked about my size.
That evening, we saw the Eiffel Tower, and on the second day started at the Arc de Triomphe and strolled down the Champs Elysees. With that, we were back on our way to London. As our trip came to an end, I came to a realization. After 3 trips to New York, 1 to England, and on that day in Paris, we had finally figured out mass transportation. Which makes me wonder, why did we walk 15-20 miles during this trip?
posted by cjb at 10:10 PM
5 Comments:
allow me to make the first comment.
Well, it sounds like the trip of life time, which we also said about NYC. Hmm and CJB sent his parents out to wander the streets alone? SAY WHAT! He probably just wanted to push you out of the nest once to see how you like it. Were there any Bobbies to help you ? I will give CJB a compass for his welcome home present, that way he will always know where North is.
Hilarious. It really couldn't have gotten any better in terms of CJB not being completely clear on directions. If he is ever a "backseat driver" while in my car, I will be sure not to listen to a word he says, even if he telling me how to get to Pine Knob from your home. Come to think of it, I think he did get us lost one time on the way to Pine Knob, oh wait, I mean GE Theater. And we were walking.
There's a fine line between "eastbound" and "westbound", people.
And as I said when it happened, I was testing them...
did they pass the test?
I am well familiar with the tests through which we put those close to us. From changing a light bulb to getting the mail to giving directions, these tests are always edifying for their subjects.
Nice post, CJB's Mom (we don't use real names here).
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