Today I met a guy in my ward who was in a band. Come to find out the name of his band came from a poem. He told me the best place to look if I am ever naming a band (which I reminded him I do quite often) is in poetry. So since the next time I name a band is a few weeks out, I thought I would first try it in naming my blog post. I googled poems about Europe and this title was actually the title of a poem. The poem was a little more patriotic than I was feeling now.... but instead of stealing something within' I stole the title. Creative and original, I know.
Within the last half hour I found myself thinking of this day in Lucerne Switzerland. Since you never really see that many photos of me, here are a few! I really hope to put more photos up this week of my travels through Europe. I may not miss rolling my bag around cobblestone streets while the locals throw pieces of artisan cheese at me screaming, "tourist".... but I do miss that little place I like to call Europe. That last sentence may have been a dramatization... although the constant buzzing still going on in my head from wheeling my bags across cobblestone streets is not.
The quality of these photos look gross to me. I will have that looked at tomorrow.... after my first day at my OTHER new job!