Legenden von Fledermausmann
Let’s talk about Europe.
I’ve actually been to Europe on several occasions. “Oh, you lucky dog!” people say. “Why on earth are you complaining about going to Europe? I’d love to go to Europe!” Well I’ll tell you why… Because in each and every case, I was traveling with my family, and as previously reported this is a really intolerable set of conditions.
Here’s an example. While we were in Germany in some random town, we got off the train (Since it was the end of the line and didn’t go any further) and set out to find a hotel. There was a hotel next to the train station, but it was fairly classy and cost a fortune. So my dad figured that cheaper hotels would be within about a block of the train station.
So with a metric ton of luggage between the four of us, we started wandering away from the train station, and each hotel we passed was too expensive looking for us, so my dad just kept saying “one more block.”