06 June 2006
I did that once!
I was sitting in a comfy chair at Borders Books. I had a pile of books about Germany, travelling Europe, and hostels in my lap.
I was flipping through a book called Europe By Rail, it had a nice picture of a train on the cover.
This girl (22ish, bleached blonde hair that was unkempt but tamed with a headband, brown tank top with sparklies, long 'distressed' jeans, and flip flops) came up to me, and caught my attention over the top of my book.
"Oh! I did that once!" she said.
"Oh? Eurorailling?" I asked.
"No. Shaved my head."
Of course. Why didn't I guess that?
I was flipping through a book called Europe By Rail, it had a nice picture of a train on the cover.
This girl (22ish, bleached blonde hair that was unkempt but tamed with a headband, brown tank top with sparklies, long 'distressed' jeans, and flip flops) came up to me, and caught my attention over the top of my book.
"Oh! I did that once!" she said.
"Oh? Eurorailling?" I asked.
"No. Shaved my head."
Of course. Why didn't I guess that?
