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Beautiful Places (Hannah's Epilogue)
Captain's Log: September 27, 2014
Location: Italy
This is Hannah, reporting to you LIVE from a farmhouse in Tuscany, where I'm taking part in La Vendemmia (to the uninitiated, that's the grape harvest)! And guess what? The host family sent me to bed with a bottle of wine and I am soooooo drunk! In fact, it's a miracle I can spell drunk.
Let me take this opportunity to thank my sponsors, the FABULOUS Powers That Be, for granting my lifelong wish of globe-trotting. The first leg of Hannah's World Tour has started out great. Okay, my butt is killing me from today's horseback riding lesson, and I'm kinda dreading my cooking lesson tomorrow, which apparently involves making pasta from scratch, but I'm in good spirits!
I have a travel buddy! His name is Dmitri and he's from... crap, I dunno, someplace outside St. Petersburg. We met yesterday when we got to the farmhouse. He's staying in the room across from mine. He's helping me with useful Italian phrases, such as 'Where is your bathroom?' I've discovered he's kind-of a prankster, though, because the first time around, he actually had me saying, 'You smell of rotten cabbage'. But don't you worry... he'll pay! Oh, he'll pay. There's a dead lizard waiting under my poor Russian friend's pillow (before you ask, no, I did not kill it myself...sheesh).
Anyway, I better get to bed! Tomorrow, I'm going into town to buy a postcard for Oliver. Next week, it's back to work in the coffee shop. Then begins the countdown until my next trip in January... Brazil!
This is Hannah, signing off.
PS: Holy smokes, Dmitri. That was the girly-scream heard 'round the world.
Captain's Log: September 27, 2014
Location: Italy
This is Hannah, reporting to you LIVE from a farmhouse in Tuscany, where I'm taking part in La Vendemmia (to the uninitiated, that's the grape harvest)! And guess what? The host family sent me to bed with a bottle of wine and I am soooooo drunk! In fact, it's a miracle I can spell drunk.
Let me take this opportunity to thank my sponsors, the FABULOUS Powers That Be, for granting my lifelong wish of globe-trotting. The first leg of Hannah's World Tour has started out great. Okay, my butt is killing me from today's horseback riding lesson, and I'm kinda dreading my cooking lesson tomorrow, which apparently involves making pasta from scratch, but I'm in good spirits!
I have a travel buddy! His name is Dmitri and he's from... crap, I dunno, someplace outside St. Petersburg. We met yesterday when we got to the farmhouse. He's staying in the room across from mine. He's helping me with useful Italian phrases, such as 'Where is your bathroom?' I've discovered he's kind-of a prankster, though, because the first time around, he actually had me saying, 'You smell of rotten cabbage'. But don't you worry... he'll pay! Oh, he'll pay. There's a dead lizard waiting under my poor Russian friend's pillow (before you ask, no, I did not kill it myself...sheesh).
Anyway, I better get to bed! Tomorrow, I'm going into town to buy a postcard for Oliver. Next week, it's back to work in the coffee shop. Then begins the countdown until my next trip in January... Brazil!
This is Hannah, signing off.
PS: Holy smokes, Dmitri. That was the girly-scream heard 'round the world.