Hello wrold!
Well as you probably know I recently went on a trip for pleasure to the big Apples, that is right folks, The New York City! I went to Tim's Square and all the rest!
I ate at a wonderful Bar-B-Q restaurant and made sure to see the one true love of my live:

"The love of my live"
There were some aspects of my voyage that left me scared, scarred, and saddened. I was surprised by how unfriendly many of the city's tenants seemed to be, to me!
Can you believe that? A foreigner in their own city and they have the gall to insult me with their vulgar words!
But this is nothing compared to what happened when I was aboard a "Subway Train" in this city.
I was standing next to a vertical pole on the "Subway Train" and I look over to my right and there I see a man committing a wild and vulgar act! Aboard a public transportation device!
I won't describe exactly what he was doing, but I will say that I am lucky I escaped before he began to publicly urinate!
I ran to the corner of the Subway where I stood, tears rolling down my bearded cheeks.
Upon my arrival at the destination, I told my story to an attendant, she seemed to not understand me and instead decided to eat a large hamburger and sing aloud her rendition of Beyonce Knowles' R & B smash hit "Single Lads".
By this point, I was a mess. I was flustered, sweaty, crying, and my beard was disheveled beyond belief!
Here is a picture of what I looked like:

But, after that breakdown, I moved on. I received some guidance from a good friend named Jakyi. She helped me cope.
With wishes,
quiches,
fishes,
and, of course, brishes,
Jobá

1 comment:
loved the post Joba. Boy, the big city can be a scary place. Good that you are back "at the house of yours". Kindest kisses.
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