Andreeas, sonrisas y sombreros

So here we are, finally heading towards the country of sun, tequila, tacos and…
We’re now still in the plane, somewhere in the middle of our journey and of the Atlantic Ocean, which we unfortunately cannot see, since we are flying above the clouds. In all the possible ways:)

The journey started in the most wonderful fashion, with a lot of our dear friends visiting us and joining us to the train station. It was…overwhelming. Thanks guys, we love you, and it was a great surprise!

And then, the train brought us another surprise, wearing a white shirt and navy blue trousers. As soon as he entered the compartment, he was in the center of everyone’s attention. Absolutely no one was able to ignore him.
No, no, it was no prince charming, just a guy who was so relaxed that he forgot to..zip up and, oh well, probably mistook his own clothes for…oh well…a toilet!
Yes, it is possible in Denmark, we felt it with our own poor noses. Reading terror on everyone’s faces, we escaped the compartment for a while. On our way to a more quiet and odourless area, we admired the courage of the controller who, armed with a piece of oh well, toilet paper sprinkled with glass spray, rushed into the place where the star of the evening was sitting carelessly, cleaned it and then kicked the man out of the train at the following stop.

We could only be happy about the whole event, since, according to an old, wise Romanian saying, the substance that richfully covered the man’s trousers brings good luck. So be it!

The Charles the Gaulle airport was quiet and peaceful, no adventures there, and then we stepped into the trans-atlantic plane, under the smiles and greetings of Latin American people. The good news is that English is not yet useless, the bad news is none! We’re sitting quietly on our seats, planning and dreaming.
We’ll keep you updated about how much reality fits our imagination.


Hugs and rays of sun,
AA and AG