National Hampoon’s European Vacation
HOLY COW I am going to Europe.
?!
Yeah so Matt and Charlie have been planning this trip to Hungary for some time and had been inviting us. We didn’t pay it much mind, honestly, because a) it is unusual for us to go anywhere outside Wake County, and b) . . . well, this part has already been put into comic form in which Ean discusses the plans with Charlie and Matt; the comic explains this better than I can.
But then the wheels of progress were slowly moved by a still mysterious force* and the lads booked themselves a trip by cobbling together 2 tickets out of their friend CJ’s frequent flier miles. (* the force is not so much mysterious as it is Ean, I think) Once those guys were booked, there was no reason for us not to. Well, except for the fact that I am super conservative with money, always saying things like “I am out of money” when really it is more like “if I spend some more money I am going to get all whiny because I am not saving as much as I wanted to.” I am currently trying to put a lot towards retirement while simultaneously paying down some substantial but manageable credit card debt.
I can’t speak for Billy, but I can speak for me when I can say that I convinced myself to go by asking myself a question:
Which will I regret more in a year, 5 years, 25 years: spending a couple grand that I wasn’t planning on, or not going to Europe?
So that sealed it. Billy and I got on the horn with Ean on Saturday night and synchronized our flight plans (HOLY CRAP 9 hours across the Atlantic and 10 in the other direction, plus a leg on each end in each direction). We will be there for 9 nights and 8 days, not counting travel days.
Where is “there?” I don’t know, somewhere in this general area. I know that we are flying into and out of Budapest, and we are gonna visit a couple other cities (Vienna and Prague have been suggested). We’re not gonna try to hit up too much; quality over quantity, you know.
I am excited to visit Austria. It’s about damned time I got some use out of my 5 years of high-school German. Also there is a cemetery there where a freaking all-star cast of musicians are buried: Beethoven, Brahms, Mozart (part of him, maybe), Schubert, Strauss(es), and most importantly, Falco.
Luckily everyone in Europe speaks English, so I hear, so that will be comfortable. I just need to buy a hat with USA #1 all over it, stars and stripes, etc.
Anyway, should be good. Jokes about ham and math in a foreign land!