3.6.08

I Know Where My Towel Is.


I have no idea if I'm ready for this, but I'm sitting in the airport terminal, and I'm leaving this country. Saying goodbye to Lauren was hard... especially when she called me after I got through security. She was crying, and that's when it hit me just how long we're going to be apart. I'm going to miss her terribly.

In other news, I'm traveling with the most important piece of equipment in the universe - a towel. No matter what happens on this trip, I'll have my towel by my side:

... any man who can hitch the length and breadth of the galaxy, rough it, slum it, struggle against terrible odds, win through, and still knows where his towel is is clearly a man to be reckoned with.
Cheers,
Jeremy

5 comments:

Justin Ray on 3/6/08 1:24 PM said...

What's this? Posting regularly now, are we? Well good for you. I hope you have fun in your travels!

Anonymous said...

Goodluck Sir Lusk.
May you and your towel be a force to be reckoned with, and your grasp of German not be completely laughable. See you in the fall.

goocy on 4/6/08 4:57 PM said...

Touching. Really.
I stumbled your blog, this journey seems to have great potential.
What are you up to, so deep down in south germany?

Jeremy on 6/6/08 5:05 PM said...

@goocy: Thanks for stopping by! Ich werde Deutsch schnellstmöglich lernen (Ach was!), und ihren Blog lesen.

I don' know if that made any sense - it's only been a week.

Cheers,
Jeremy

W.E.B. Adamant on 10/6/08 11:55 PM said...

It is hard to be apart so long, but the stories you have to tell when you get back make it all worth it.