Friday, December 07, 2007

Lesson: Do not throw snowballs at AMERICANS

Australian Andy should have learned the lesson I did almost twenty years ago.



















Trust me! It can never end well. This goes for Islamic extremists who like to throw something more substantial... eg. Suicide bomber, Aeroplane etc. etc.

Even if you lead a country and even hint at suggesting America may have asked for it, you are seen to be fair game.

6 comments:

Dr. Clam said...

I forget what happened next. ;)

Marco said...

Well... It's all a blur, but the end result was that I ended up in Monaco, while you were in Italy and the Groose was in Germany. I think it is apt that the defining moment was caught on camera :) or maybe I'm over-simplifying things by pinning it all on the snowball incident.

Sandor said...

Marco You suck. Even though I just spent a month in China and Korea I've returned home and realised my life is boring (disclaimer: except for my very entertaining wife and kids). So reading your Nostalgia makes me even more aware of my vanilla life. One way or another I'll get you for this....

Dr. Clam said...

Woot! Welcome, welcome, sandor me old pal! Vanilla, sandor, comes from the seed pods of an exotic orchid from Madagascar, land of the lemurs. So a vanilla life is not so bad.

It was only because the nice man at the border wouldn't let me in. I sat on the beach at Ventimiglia at sunset writing in that notebook of mine, last night I ever saw it. I'm not sure when we met up again because I can vaguely remembering eating pizza on my own in Genoa... or was it Savona?

Marco said...

I think it ironic that our agreed upon rendezvous (failing) ended up being the only day in the whole trip where we were all three in separate countries. Mobile phone technology has markedly changed rendezvousing since then :\.

I assume your lone pizza was in Savona, where we made a successful rendezvous point at the railway station. After a failed rendezvous in Monaco, I may have become a little paranoid.

Marco said...

Two out of three ain't bad, but one out of three making a rendezvous point is a disaster. And I never even found the actual rendezvous point which was supposed to be the acquarium. Travelling alone is not for me.