My second round of markting brought me to the English Garden with Julie and Scott. We expected Sunday night drinking to be kind of low key, but this was so not the case. Everyone was in line for warm totties. And it was a lovely night for strolling and drinking Glühwein. and Heisse Weisse. okay, and a Kokospunsch.
I was relieved that I took to these hot spiced beverages as a source of warmth and look forward to trying the one that involves flaming sugar and the one with angel in the title with unreasonably long lines.
Yes, that is Saint Nick riding the bus behind me. Eerie no?
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The photo of St. Nick on the bus is awesome (if I do say so myself...). We should have paid more attention to where he got off. I wonder if he's staying at a nice hotel while he's in town?
That's got to be a bumper sticker: St. Nick rides my U-bahn. A companion piece to, "god is my co-pilot."
Jul-your photographic genius is unrivaled. i'm going to guess there's a low budget hotel empolyee with a very similar picture of him or herself checking st. nick in.
Heza-instead of finding the presence of st. nick comforting, i found it a little menacing. like he might whip out a naughty list with my name highlighted.
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