Thursday, April 12, 2007
Monday, April 02, 2007
You can take the Boy out of the Country but not the Country out of the boy!
I'm sitting at the airport waiting on my airplane. Yet another trip to Montreal. I froze my butt off last time. Not really! It's still back there.
My french is no good but I think "sortie" means "exit" since the door behind this side took me outside to where the temperature just simply "hurt".
They guys I am working with have been teaching me French. I'm not certian the words they are teaching me are good words. They have taught me how to order beer, call people names and I'm not sure what the other phrase is but people seem to look puzzled when I say it. It's been a blast going so many times but I'm about ready for the trips to come to an end.
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