Dishing on the Rest of Them

I will admit, this blog and parts of this trip are sounding like a homophobes worst nightmare. The truth is, this is Europe, I saw two guys lip kiss the other day and they were just friends... for the record, Brian and I will never be that close, no matter how long we spend on the Romantika Ferry Line. Could we have just gotten the Baltika Ferry?

Tallinn is unreal though and I will come back if not have a second house here someday. Hear that anyone from Cingular reading this... I am going to need some extra cash flow to make that a reality start exploring the budget for that. You should all look it up on google if you do not know it. The photos are phenomenal and if Brian publishes a certain one of me on here, he can start looking for a new travel partner... I still need a date and who knows, she may be reading this some day... and if this picture is posted, hello monastic lifestyle... which is okay, I look good in brown.

The women are great as Brian mentioned and I have said I love you to many of them along the way but it came out more like "uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." and then walking off red in the face. No who am I kidding, I have not approached anyone, just sat there with my mouth open.

Geoff wanted me to rip on the rest of the gang but there is not much to go on. Tommy is typical Tommy... Greg has been to the bathroom so many times in a day that we have lost count, seriously, his system must not get to enjoy any food its on its way out so quickly... Jen has flipped out a few times, mainly when we were sold the wrong tickets for a monument, we were a little scared that she was going to go Stalin on that womans ass but we all talked her down... Meredith has been Meredith. Tommy and Greg found some free porn on a channel but are not allowed to watch it. Brian and I are making plans to borrow their apartment this evening.

For the record, I have not yet been to Striptiis, the bar upstairs (B was serious about that) but since its our last night, I cannot say for sure if that will be true tomorrow.

Dave