Banning Group Hugs? & Travel Signs

Today’s post is an eclectic combination of odds and ends, but I’ll start by sharing my Rosanne Rosanna Danna moment. Does anyone remember Roseanne Rosanna Danna from Saturday Night Live? (I know, it was a long time ago).

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As I was listening to the radio this morning I heard the announcer say, ” Today the city of Provo will vote on whether group hugs should be allowed within the city limits.” then they cut for a commercial break.

Someone wants to ban group hugs? I thought. Why would anyone do that? Group hugs are a positive thing, we need more positive things. That’s crazy! What’s this world coming to anyway!

As the announcer returned, I listened with angry ears. “Today the city of Provo  will vote on whether to allow BREW PUBS within the city limits.”

Brew pubs?

Oh. Well.

Never mind.

For those who never saw Gilda Radner / Rosanne in all her glory, I’ve included a  Youtube link at the end of this post.

Next on the agenda are the signs. These are signs I’ve either liked or laughed at in my travels.

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Truer words were never spoken.
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Doors of Tangier

20181002_110743I’ve always thought my passion for old doors was a little weird, an odd personality quirk best not discussed in polite company. I’ve gotten used to it over the years, and so have my friends. “Wait,” they say screeching to an exaggerated halt. “Geanie’s taking another picture of a door.”

I love doors. Unusual doors, battered doors, doors that look like they’ve been around since the beginning of time.

An open door is an invitation into someone’s home, their life, and their story. A closed door is the opposite, but I find them equally intriguing especially in an exotic place like Tangier.

We’d signed up for a last-minute day trip from Malaga Spain to Tangier Morocco. I hadn’t had time to do my research so didn’t know what to expect. I was in for a nice surprise.

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