3 Yr-Olds Gross Me Out AND Rant Against Smokers

Trip Start Aug 01, 2006
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Trip End Dec 29, 2006


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Tuesday, September 19, 2006

One of the things that I did not expect when traveling with a three year old is the constant variety of disgusting things they do. I distinctly remembering Christy looking at Collette and saying," 3 year olds gross the hell out of me." These activities include but are not inclusive of; picking up candy left around vending machines and eating it before we can stop her because she knows we do not want her to do that, laying on her belly on the communal shower floor at the hostel and pushing her body around like a seal, picking up pigeon feathers and then rubbing them on her face and then trying to rub it on our faces (especially after you pick her up), basic booger eating, taking food and putting it in ash trays and then eating it, picking up straws she finds on the ground and then walking around like a farmer with a piece of straw out of her mouth. That's it for now but I will keep everybody updated.

Grandmothers accosting Collette: They stop were ever they are, doorways, in line, in front of ice cream stands and start slowly moving in. At first they appear to want no physical contact and only want to make weird "cute" noises but then they start leaning in. This ends with them patting Collette on the head or pinching her cheek while she presses her face into the stroller chair like a mouse trying to avoid a hawk.

A general rant against smokers: I think when John Lennon sang about imagining a world without wars, religion and Hell he should have included smoking. Everywhere we go we're constantly exposed to the toxic fumes of tourists and locals alike. In every rain gutter, train track, doorway, castle, and potted plant that is exposed to man kind there invariably will be a little nest of cigarette butts. Like some disgusting pink, molted, fanged animal trying to populate the world. The arrogance of lightening up and exposing the environment to your cloud of ugliness and then at the end of it all flicking your butt into the street is beyond my comprehension. The similarities between farting and smoking are not lost on me except that farting is both funny and good for your constitution. I can only take consonance in that with every puff both they are bringing their demise a little bit closer. France had less smoking, good for you France, tres bonne.
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lagartica
lagartica on

GROSS!!
Collette, that's gross. Don't import any of those diseases back to this country.

It seems as if Collette is the 'icebreaker' (for lack of a better word) that sometimes helps you initate new encounters, that may not have happened otherwise, with locals along your travels.

For a similar effect, I lugged a guitar with me on ferry boats, trains, and buses between Flores and Bandung, Indonesia. It worked out nicely, and I had no real evolutionary investment in it. I just got it at the flea market for $20 before I traveled. I couldn't even play the damn thing, but it did wonders for my traveling solcial life.

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