Life is not a yes, life is not a no, it is living with my best intentions an ambiguous maybe, it is what it is, no more. I am not going to tell you about Bah, because I am certifiably crazy when it comes to discussing Bah my Ivory Coast girlfriend, I am not to be trusted. I just had telephone conversation with her, and promised her many things, I have no idea why…
NOTE: PC: It is Politically Correct that you call the country Cote d’Ivoire, and not this anal thing Ivory Coast, using the term Ivory Coast proves you an idiot.
One person read this book and felt guilty, the other hope, the other realized a guide is a guide, and always a maybe.
I wrote the story of my life, and was lucky enough to live a different one that is ten times more enjoyable. I am indeed grateful the story I wrote did not come true.
I say to many people,
"Do not get German on me."
What I am trying to say,
"Allow me to change, and just once in awhile, I want you to say, I agree."
Lago Atitlan, Guatemala
(One of the perfect climates and most beautiful locations on earth.)
by Andy Graham (Gadget) of HoboTraveler.com | Gadget Profile
I love Germans, Butt want to slap them silly.
I call them Butt Heads, they refuse to just agree, I often want people from the German culture, to be careful, I give them very strict advice in my German way:
"Warning, you must just agree once in five times, or you are intolerable to be around."
Add something to the conversation, do not try to prove me wrong, it is too German, and I do not like Germans, because I do not like me, it is a maybe "I am" thing…
The USA was or is about 26 percent German ancestry, it was the dominant culture of the USA, it was the German culture that beat the Germans in WW I and WW II, they beat themselves. I am by nature at least 26 percent German, it is the horrible and wonderful part of me.
I can be strict the level of designing the worlds greatest car the Volkswagen, but anal enough to never quit a job I hate because it pay so damn much, I cannot quit to enjoy life.
Chocolate in Guatemala
I am Not Crazy if I get on a Plane to Cote d’Ivoire