Book I Read on Holiday

Those following this blog regularly might remember back on May 31 "9 Books I Bought but Haven't Read Yet". Well, I READ A BOOK! This breezy, slutty book my Chelsea Handler was a hoot. Only problem with it was that it was TOO easy of a read and I finished it on the plane ride out!

My favorite part of the book when Chelsea talks about her new found love of "little people" and takes a small person home for the evening. After waking with a hangover she recounts:

"The first thing I saw when I awoke were two tiny feet scurrying across the Spanish tile to the bathroom. I was so confused. At first I thought, Oh, great, I had a baby. Then I felt under the covers. My underwear was still on. I know you could never have a baby with your underwear still on."

Since I only brought one book on holiday, I needed a new one. I'd seen Shappi Khorsandi on the Graham Norton Show a few weeks ago. She was hilarious. She's a stand-up comedian who moved to England with her family from Iran. Her story is a funny one, learning new weird English customs and finding her way in the world. I'm 100 pages in (the allergy meds kicked in on the plane and I was OUT!) and can't wait to read the rest.


While I was searching for Shappi's book, I came across Ewan and Charley's new book "Long Way Down". Well, not new, but new to me. I'd seen the mini-series and loved it. Their first book was a fun adventure (Ewan's version of events is often so different than Charley's) and thought this would be too. And with a clearance price tag of 3.99 Euro, why not? Sadly, reading the book will have to wait. Hopefully not until the next holiday!

Back from Holiday

I'm back from a terrific holiday. I survived Oktoberfest in Munich, bought some nifty lederhosen, and consumed my fare share of bier.

I'm going to post some pictures from the trip, but not in any order - just randomly, the way my mind works.

Here's the first: it's one of those cardboard signs that stand up on tables in bars. This one, oddly enough, we "borrowed" from a pub in Dublin. Yep, Oktoberfest is global (so is the company that owns Guinness and Paulaner and host of other brands), so while we lapped up pints of Guinness, we fondly remembered our adventures in Munich's famous tents.



On a side note, the above placard was in perfect condition... until those TSA bastards got a hold of it while rifling through my luggage. Tried as best I could to get the crease out. Damn you TSA!