Here I am in Egypt. The pyramids at Giza to be exact. My husband fixed me up with these two handsome fellows, but they couldn't come up with enough camels to buy me, so I got to come back to the OC.
This is one of the many things we OC boomers do. We love to travel all over the world and come back to the OC to share our tales and pictures with those that don't go with us. Usually we do so in one of the many fantastic restaurants here in the OC, and drink a bottle or two or three of wine while we're regaling all with our stories. Like when we were in Egypt, there was a church bombing in Alexandria shortly after we left, and there was a terrible bus accident involving Americans while we were there, too. We ate strange fish, and were forced to drink only Egyptian wine-when we could find that. Wine is hard to come by in a Muslim country. A revolution broke out shortly after we'd returned home. I hope we had nothing to do with it, but it seems there were protests and revolutionary activity when we were in Kenya, too. Hmmmm.
I hope you all enjoy my boomer blog. Look out boomer friends. I'm on the lookout for funny stories. None of you will escape. I may change the names to protect the innocent.
As an aside. I really like the newest Viagra commercial with the cowboy who gets his truck stuck in the mud and unloads his horses from the trailer to pull the truck out. Makes so much more sense to me than the Cialis commercial where he's in one bathtub and she's in another. I'll never get that one.
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