tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604756439843084387.post6603340004283513215..comments2023-07-02T07:00:50.545-07:00Comments on The Ferry Diaries: TouristsKristinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298637732325273200noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604756439843084387.post-6260581235084208132008-07-26T09:16:00.000-07:002008-07-26T09:16:00.000-07:00whenever I travel I work so hard 'not to be a mill...whenever I travel I work so hard 'not to be a miller' - once in Amsterdam I ordered Peanut Sauce for my french fries (a local favorite) and the shop owner asked if I was dutch (it was one of the best moments of the whole trip).<BR/><BR/>Also while living in London I hated the site of mobs of americans on the tube...pointing, screaming (it seemed to me), and taking up so much space it was horrible. I'd often give them dirty looks or quietly curse them as I shoved passed...just like a good passive-aggressive brit would.Contact Travishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08639462355760579967noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604756439843084387.post-45134792049291614812008-07-25T10:17:00.000-07:002008-07-25T10:17:00.000-07:00I call them "The Millers" because they're always "...I call them "The Millers" because they're always "milling" about downtown AND at the major tourist attractions. <BR/><BR/>"The Millers" generally leave after Labor Day.Dan-Eric Slocumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11312592609859387599noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604756439843084387.post-50081740155320065852008-07-25T09:31:00.000-07:002008-07-25T09:31:00.000-07:00It's weird living in a tourist attraction, isn't i...It's weird living in a tourist attraction, isn't it? But, at least it validates the beauty, because so many others want a part of it. (as if beauty needed validation!)Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12853927219757731687noreply@blogger.com