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Scotland. Summed.

I feel obligated to write a wrap-up post on my trip to Scotland. My thoughts can be summarized with these sentences:

It was a successful trip. I hate throwing up. I love my coworkers.

these photos:(above) The Necropolis in Glasgow. Possibly my favourite cemetery. I took photos of several epitaphs that I liked.
(above) This is my favourite stained glass at the Museum of Religious Life & Art. On the left is young Samuel. On the right is Samuel as an old man. In the middle...I forget. (above) Loch Lomond. With Ben Lomond in the background. We stood on the shore and hummed "The Bonny Bonny Banks of Loch Lomond." Cliche? Yes.


and these quotes:


We are ordering dinner.
"Oh and fries. (the waiter leaves)... Did I just order something?"
"Um, yes..."
"Did I? What did I say? I don't remember..."

Another evening at dinner. One colleague says something that really impresses her husband.
Husband: "I could just reach across this table and kiss you right now..."
Wife: "No."
Husband: "...but that would mean my scarf would drag through my gravy..."
Wife: "Don't kiss me."
Husband: "...and I know that you would be upset at me...for getting gravy on my scarf."

Three of us are trying to figure out the rental car's GPS.
Observing colleague: "Harumph. That is what I say to technology."
(I have never heard someone actually and literally say "Harumph" before.)


Driving through beautiful terrain, we wish one colleague had come so that we could hear his expressions of joy and awe at the loveliness of our surroundings. The phone rings. It is him.
"We were just thinking of you! Wishing that you were here so you could talk about how beautiful the view is. If I put you on speakerphone, could you say, "Isn't that beautiful?""
(He obliges, but the emphasis isn't quite right)
"Could you say it one more time? Like you're describing your wife."
"Can she hear me?"
"Yup. She's right here."
"Oh, okay. She's bee-yoo-tee-ful."
(We all smile.)

Comments

Kirsten said…
am i related to the husband and wife whose conversation you recorded? if not, can you please introduce them to my parents?
Beth said…
kirsten, i'm afraid you're related to at least one person in each conversation.

what can i say? the alms are hilarious.

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