A little over a year ago I posted this on my Yahoo 360 blog...we were out an about in Heidelberg and were heading into old town, and my best side(not) was photographed. The bigger version of this you can tell the guy on the corner looking at me was definitely staring.
I remember the African American (right side of picture - yes he was American, the town was HQ for a lot of US Military at the time) said something typical of late 1970's like hey pretty mama or something like that and i blushed (i used to do that pretty easy).
When I came back from Germany, all my stuff which I shipped in this big steamer trunk (it weighted about 170 pounds loaded). The trunk was missing for weeks and finally they called to have me come pick it up, and it was all smashed in and the lock broken and stuff missing...a tweed coat with fur collar, my wine glasses, some mugs i had bought, stuff for my family, my albums, and almost all my photographs. i have one little green album that I had in my suitcase (where this picture was). I lived there almost 2 years, and about a dozen pictures to show for it...what a bummer..i just hope the karma for stealing my stuff catches up with somebody.
I remember the African American (right side of picture - yes he was American, the town was HQ for a lot of US Military at the time) said something typical of late 1970's like hey pretty mama or something like that and i blushed (i used to do that pretty easy).
When I came back from Germany, all my stuff which I shipped in this big steamer trunk (it weighted about 170 pounds loaded). The trunk was missing for weeks and finally they called to have me come pick it up, and it was all smashed in and the lock broken and stuff missing...a tweed coat with fur collar, my wine glasses, some mugs i had bought, stuff for my family, my albums, and almost all my photographs. i have one little green album that I had in my suitcase (where this picture was). I lived there almost 2 years, and about a dozen pictures to show for it...what a bummer..i just hope the karma for stealing my stuff catches up with somebody.
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