THE END OF THE BUS TOUR...
Well it has come to an end and what a way to go out!! One last night with the bus people! A traditional 6 course meal with wine and opera singers to add to the fun...... first a hot italian woman sang to Bill and his dad, and for a moment I think I saw the exact same smile on their face that was passed down from father to son........then the singers picked me as part of their entertainment and I found myself dancing on stage with a man who was singing italian opera in my ear----can't say one knows how to react in that situation...do you nod? Do you pretend that he is not 2 inches from your eardrums belting full alto italian-----anyway, it was a fun situation to be caught in.......What woman does not like it when a man sings to her......really, really loudly---in another language....
We had a great night----it was happy and sad---I made up a song about our tour-guide because he was always yelling at us for being late ---so I made our bus sing it to him at the end of the night......it HAS to be sung to the tune of "THATS AMORE"
"WHEN YOUR LATE FOR THE BUS THERE IS NOTHING TO DISCUSS -- THATS ROBERTO
IF YOUR LATE FOR THE BUS--HE WILL BE FULL OF DISGUST----THATS ROBERTO
BELLS WILL RING-DING-A LINGA LING -HE WILL ROCK- THATS ROBERTO
BELLS WILL RING DING A LING A LING -LOOK AT YOUR CLOCK---THATS ROBERTO
Ok -might need some work, but for the last night of a 2 week tour with 40 of my newest friends---it went over quite well.....
we all hugged and said our goodbyes.....
Now...I ROME rome for 4 nights.......alone!!!
posted by Rachel Reenstra @ 12:50 AM
1 Comments:
Rachel--
I couldn't tell if my earlier message today was even sent, and
then I thought of a p.s. anyway--
so, here goes.
At the risk of being a nag: jazz
club/Rome/Aldo Romano or Enrico
Rava or Dado Moroni. This I beg of
you--it would be the logical extension up from Jamie Cullum and
James Taylor, and an experience of
soulfulness and spirit you would
not soon forget.
As I said in my last message--the
one I'm not sure transmitted--your
latest post was your usual bringer
of joy: so you, so full of life.
My favorite sentence was: "One last
night with the bus people!" The exclamation mark alone put a smile on my face.
You could be in Nome, but you are in Rome. As the Africans say, God
is good.
Prayin'for ya,
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