YUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!

Yes, that is how you get peoples' attention in Bruges. Shout that, and point at them. It's kind of sort of awesome.

Bruges is amazing. It's like Belgium's Disneyland in that it's adorable and touristy and amazingly fun. And the people there are very friendly, which is also cool. The one negative thing I have to mention is there is little white fluffs floating everywhere in the air. It looked really pretty until we realized it was swan down. Like, everywhere. I think a large group of swans decided to explode this morning. RIP, swans :(

OH OH OH, but I did get into a fight with a swan!! FINALLY! I've been wanting to battle a swan since I was in Switzerland with Chabba and he told me not to or Umma would get mad at him. But anyway, the swan bit me. Then, some guy that was taking pictures next to us (with a Canon EOS!) said that the swan biting me was awesome and he asked me to do it again so he could get a picture. So I taunted the swan with my hand, and it was fun.

Also, I bought another scarf and a totally psychadelic sweatshirt. Bruges has great hippie fashion.

Gianni and I have monopolized the computers in this hostel right now. I am glaring at him as I type. He hasn't noticed yet. Shh, don't tell him.

He saw me :(

I blog like a spastic child with ADD who has just consumed large amounts of caffeine.

I am not going to hide another message within this blog post because it took too long last time and I am lazy.

Whenever blogspot autosaves my blog draft, the whole screen twitches. Honest to blog. It's very distracting.

Bruges has given me 5 more random people pictures:
==The man who worked at the store where I purchased my scarf. His name is Andre, which he says is a pretty universal name.
==Two musicians who were playing in some plaza area we went to. One of them looked like a 14 year old girl from far away, but when we got closer, we saw facial hair and epic leg hair. He played the accordion. The other guy played the guitar and I think he was very excited that I wanted to take a picture with them, although I had to convey this through pointing at my camera and then at them, since I didn't know how to ask them. Also, language barrier also prevented me from getting their names :(
==Two women that worked in a store where Gianni bought something (he is standing behind me right now and he wants me to point out that the thing he bought is made out of industrial hemp). Their names sounded like Aileen and Liz, but they were something way more Belgian and not as un-Belgian.

Also, I didn't mention this yesterday because I got the picture after we visited the internet cafe, but I got another random person picture last night after one of the bands played here at the hostel in Brussels. I bought their cd, then asked to take a picture with the guy I bought it from. He was wearing a headband that was purple like the scarf I was also coincidentally wearing on my head at the time. He said he hoped I loved him, as in his performance, which I did because his band was very eccentric and cool.

There was something else I was planning on writing, but I forget what it was.

Oh, I also feel it necessary to mention that when we were in Paris, I was shaving my legs and accidentally shaved off a huge chunk of leg. I bled profusely and it was gross. It didn't hurt too much though, and I have a scar on my other leg from a similar injury, so now that I have one on both sides, maybe my life will be more balanced and Zen.

I have nothing else to write right now. Toodle-loo.