International Lessons

Things I learned in route through Florence/London/Madrid/Rome - Europeans have better restroom signs.

See above: A man changing the diaper in a family restroom. A woman with fancy hair and an evening gown. A man with a hat and pipe. A woman in a princess-poof cocktail dress.

I could not have been more excited to use these public toilets.

to-be-mentioned butt-wipe pictured above

Second thing I learned: when you have the whole three seat row to yourself on an international flight, move to the middle as to claim it. This butt-wipe who stayed in sunglasses the whole 12 hour flight, swooped in and ruined my airplane-bed right before take off. Not his seat. Not mine either I guess... but I had plans for that row.

I death-glared his stupid indoor-sunglasses and his dumb poofy  hair the whole trip. I think he could feel the hole I was boring into his skull with my lazer vision.

Oh well, lessons learned. More about the trip with fun photos to boot later this week!