Leaving Berlin was only bearable because I was going back to the Delisios! We had one more night together before I left Germany for good. So, what did I do on my last night? Take pictures of Caleb. Duh.
Oh and Autumn, too!
And then it was off to Amsterdam for another long layover. (Insert shriek of excitement here)
Still decked out from the World Cup. Sorry Netherlands…
My first and only visit to Texas was when I was 14. I went for a missions trip. I will never forget the friend I made, Sarah, who decided to call me “Melly” instead of Melody. Only her southern accent could pull it off. I loved it.
Tell me why I don’t live in Europe, again?!