Visiting Dachau Concentration Camp

This is probably going to be the least funny thing you ever read on this blog, however, I believe it is a story that definitely needs telling. Ugly criers, avert your eyes! Actually, writing this is a lot like watching a sitcom tackling a serious subject in an attempt at public education. For instance, that time DJ Tanner got busted for drinking beer at the school dance. Or that time Zack and Slater found that “roach” in the school bathroom. There’s no hope, with dope! And do I even need to mention the time that Carlton Banks bought a gun? OK maybe this was just an awkward phase of the 90s… but I’m bringing it back! That, along with scrunchies and Lisa Frank.

Do This, Not That at Neuschwanstein Castle

I once got so lost in Taiwan that I ended up wandering the streets for hours in the middle of the night ugly-crying my eyes out begging everyone I saw to speak English. I got kicked out of three cabs that night. On that same trip I ate lunch at a restaurant lit with the glow from urinals being used as lamps, had toilets for seats, and served poop-shaped chocolate ice cream. Clearly my life is a fairy tale, so it’s no surprise I have a fascination with all things magical. Talking animals, creepy old witches living in cottages in the woods, enchanted forests, and of course castles, the one thing in this list that actually exists (that we know of – dun dun dun!). I live in the United States of America, a most un-magical place, so it’s not every day that I get to explore a real-life medieval castle. However, I was lucky enough in 2014 to visit two, one of them being the queen mother of all fairytale castles. 

Gone, But Not Forgotten

So… this is a depressing WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge. Gone, But Not Forgotten is this week’s topic and it’s full of war memorials and dead dogs. Just. Can’t. Even. Is the gray sky, snow flurries, and mall traffic not enough gloom this week? Not to mention my cat is at home right now chewing the life out of all the wrapped Christmas presents under my tree. OK I may not have the worst problems… Well, having just recovered from a cold that wouldn’t quit I am feeling great and refuse to be a downer!