somewhere on my way by Anna N. Schnieden (best ebook reader for pc TXT) 📕

is inside the museum, is absolutely remarkable, and the Cast of Trajan’s Column (1864), everyone who loves architecture needs to have a long peek, Moonlight said I should have tried to steal them!!!! I did not do it…too small, however I did…hmmm…took some photos of the…original painting, where is signed “NO PHOTOS”…sorry, I just wanted to keep some private memories…I promise, I will never share! We had a chance to see Royal Albert Hall…someone knew someone…I was so excited…never seen a concert hall so beautiful like it…thinking of my friend, Mr. Cross, I hoped he would see it through my brown eyes. It was opened by Queen Victoria in 1871, had a capacity of up to 5,272, seats and become one of England’s most treasured and distinctive buildings. Harrods is another place everyone should visit, so elegant, and there was a lady inside the shopping area, singing some

 

 

opera…so awesome, oh and the foods…yum yum. Europe made me feel like home, the countryside, the rivers, and the people were…evoking admiration through their actions; of course, there were some neck-head…idiots, but very few! I remember when we were in England the first time; we went to Surrey visiting my English teacher who just had a son. One afternoon, we were at a market near Guildford, I wanted to buy some bread for Ms. Cheer, the English teacher, but the shop's owner said to me that if I came back about 15 minutes later, he would give me a fresh one…with homemade berry-jam, made by his loving wife! Thanks for a nice and warm welcome…Oh, and I am not a pumpkin…the British people liked to call me that…^_*!

 

Two months later, I went to Rome, Italy…hmm for a day, waiting for another train to Milan and then to Berlin, I only had 11 hours in Rome. So, I went to a hotel station (shower place), it was EUR$ 10 for shower and coffee. I like the idea…cool, after I showered and pooped I was walking around, but I did not go to the Vatican…not really my interest.

 

I went to Piazza Navona, which is a square in Rome. It is built on the site of

the Stadium of Domitian. Actually, it was built in the 1st century AD. In the last years of the 15th century, when the city market was transferred there from the Campidoglio, Piazza Navona was transformed into a highly significant example of Baroque Roman architecture and art during the pontificate of Innocent X, who reigned from 1644 until 1655, and whose family palace, the Palazzo Pamphili, faced the piazza. It features important sculptures and creations: in the centre stands the famous Fontana dei Quattro Fiumi or Fountain of the Four Rivers (1651, Gian Lorenzo Bernini).

 

Italians were very cheerful and seemed like they enjoyed talking, but again languages problem, I hope they are better in common language now. A waitress at a coffee shop was very pretty and very nice, she was trying to speak English to me, told me to be careful about the hmmm…ass-pat from motorcycles and she gave me free cookies.

 

My first stop in Germany was Berlin, the capital and the largest city of Germany, which has roughly 6 million residents from more than 180 nations…wow, and the earliest evidence of settlements in the area of today’s Berlin is a wooden beam dated

 

 

from approximately 1192, remnants of a house foundation dated to 1174, that was found in excavations in Berlin Mitte. The first written record of towns in the area of present-day Berlin was dated from the late 12th century.

 

I was visiting German friends who I met in Thailand during the NGOs’ mission. They were doing their research for their Ph.D in Chiang Mai; I offered for them to stay at my place and helped them with some translations. They invited me to Berlin for their engagement and later on, they took me to Frankfurt and Munich. Oh, they both had the same name, Raphael, same career and workplace! I enjoyed their cute names a lot; it was fun to call them when they were together. I got beaten sometime…

 

In Frankfurt, we stayed at Raphy’s (male) friend name Fredic, but friends called him Fairly. He was a nice 43 years old tattooist and he lived in a 3 stories building, in the city area. He had a souvenir shop on the first floor, a tattoo shop on the second floor, and the third floor was his apartment, which had 2 bedrooms, one bathroom, and a living area joined together through the kitchen.

 

He was a nice and caring person, but there was some…informal issue! Well, his only bathroom was built with…nice and clear glass, only a small room inside the bathroom was made of drywall for piss and poopy (if it was glass walls, I probably would have stayed somewhere else, too…friendly). Even though the bathroom was in a blind corner, yet, seeing through was a see-through. I did not feel…cozy, did not have Cindy Crawford’s sexy body!! Besides, what if I wanted to clean my ass…Moreover, he was…swift friendly, looked like everyone was his best friend, he never had a long-term relationship, had never been married, and he was a tattooist with no tattoo on his body!

I did see him naked….so cool…However, it was an accident…

 

 

“I don’t see any tattoo on you. Are you sure you’re the one?” Me.

 

 

“Ah…you’re peeking at me! I don’t like my body dirty. I like it clean. I also shave all of my body…hmm you wanna see?” Fairly.

 

And right there, and it was not only me, but also the twin-names (Raphael) were there too. Fairly was completely naked! The twin names did not seem to be incredulous,

 

 

so I thought why did I. He had a very nice body though…He was a swimmer and cute, looked young for his age, dirty blond and tan skin. Although pale hair never had my interest, but he looked very…yummy! So, I had to tell him,

 

“Stay away from the bathroom when I shower, would you? Or, I’ll kick you out of your own house while I’m showering. Do you get it?” Me.

 

He was laughing, but promised.

 

 

When I was alone, I went for walk on a side of the Main River. The Main River is a river in Germany. With a length of 525 kilometres, including its 52 km long source river, White Main, it is not only the longest right tributary of the Rhine but also the longest river lying entirely in Germany (if the Weser and the Werra are considered as two separate rivers; together they are longer). The largest cities along the Main are Frankfurt am Main and Würzburg.

 

I felt like I was home; it was very bizarre because I had never thought I would have an opportunity to be there, never read about it, and geography has never my interest, only if I needed to know something. The feeling was running around my head to my chest physically, I thought, “Oh, my Lucy. Really Mr. Lunatic? Here?” I was thinking about Mr. Ok’s speech about finding a home. Maybe it was because of the river, the trees, the architecture, and nice people. I had been there for 2 months, never bumped into neck-head and all that…maybe it made me…feel like I am home. When I told the twin-names about my feeling, they said, “You should marry your idiot fiancé and dump him for landed immigration motives. And…stay with us!” Oh, landlord problem…motivation?

 

When I went back to Austria, I dumped my fiancé right away, but not exactly. I had to come up with some good reason, such as “One day you’ll understand what is more important than just love. I’m more…uncomfortable than you because I’m the one who is walking away.” He was complaining all the way to the end that I did not cry…enough!

 

 

Next stop was North America. Americans and Canadians are neighbours; they are alike in culture and traditions. I did not pay much attention to America’s geography, never dreamt of cleaning dishes over there or visiting. Even though I could go in and out easily, yet, I was trying not to get close to American’s border with all my effort…Too many warnings!!

 

However, I did go to…America, with a very…hmm, surprising in a way that was unsettling to understand. The invitations had been repeated with my refusal until “Oh, you don't want to visit us!!” Ok, I was finally there, and as soon as I got there, I had become an invisible human. A Canadian friend had to tell the summoners that I was there and liked to have a coffee or…food…too! As their home was in the middle of nothing, I let the Canadian deal with the American because if I let Mr. Lunatic do the job, I probably would have eaten monkey’s food. I thought maybe I was too small to…spot or I was in one of America’s shows, “Fear Factor,” with a hiding camera somewhere…not sure why I had been invited.

 

Thoughtfully, I had to come up with a plan in order to make them physically see me; they had a dog that was very hypersensitive with…movement! When the dog got excited, it liked to poop…a lot and preferred indoors. Because only their dog could see me, my plan was to get the dog…excited, so they could see all…me…Hmmm, it did not actually go with…the plan, there were dog poops on the summoners’ bed…not on the floor, as in my original plan! OOPS!

 

I did not know much or see much in the U.S.A; the visit was short, thank goodness! Actually, my first encounter with Americans was in my own country. Because of Middle East problems, American warships were in Thailand’s territory, on the ocean. When Americans on the warships had days off, some of them were walking around in a big and crowded Thai shopping center, which had a big grocery store on the underground floor. I appeared to be there with the mother in the grocery area, enjoying the air conditioning as much as others. I heard someone’s voice, quite as loud as speakers in the grocery area.

 

“Hey, can you speak English?” A. No. 1

 

 

“I don’t think so. Hey pretty girl. Wanna see American cock?” A. No. 2, with the others two’s laughter.

 

Next thing, I could feel something touch my right shoulder with laughter. Oh shit, they were behind me, and talking to me, no wonder it was so loud!

 

“Hey kitty kitty. Can you speak English?” A. No. 2

 

 

"Yes…Sirs! FUCK OFF. An ‘Honour’ to speak to you Sirs!!” Me.

 

 

I was thinking maybe they were wearing fake soldier uniforms??...Because I did not think a honourable man would have behaved like such a dumb-fuck. But, the green t-shirts were engraved with a symbol of the U.S.A and had NAVY underlined, oh, and their pants were…soldiery.

 

Canada…Canada is a country that located in the northern part of North America. Its ten provinces and three territories extend from the Atlantic to the Pacific and northward into the Arctic Ocean, covering 9.98 million square kilometres (3.85 million square miles), making it the world’s second…considerably great sized country by total area. I had been up and down the world, Canada is a very beautiful country; in Vancouver, trees, forests, and the city are feeling so green. Calgary, has mountains with snow haircuts on the top, then gradually appears trees and…moose on the way down…a big one...so cool, never seen them before…moose. In Montreal, some part of the city is more like Europe, silly me of course, they speak French and originally they came from Europe. I did not have a chance to go outside of the city, can’t really say what it looks like.

 

I lived in Ontario province; about 3-4 hours drive from Toronto…near a city, which is very close to…America’s border…lol.

 

Ontario is one of the 13 provinces and territories of Canada, it is in east-central Canada, and is Canada’s most populous province, accounting for nearly 40 percent of the country’s population, and is the second-largest province in total area. Ontario is fourth-largest in total area when the territories of