Well, not really. This is the last post that is intended for my Visual Communications class. It has been a fun project to be trying something new and (as it seems, slightly) interactive for a change. Because it has been just a little bit of fun, I might keep this blog around for a while. However, this Blogsite seems to be less professional or official than others. I may do some shopping and move the whole bitch to a new location, but for now I'll call this dump home. Anyway, I thought I would close out the 'assignment' portion of this project with some more goofy stills from my recent trip to Europe. However, just in case this is the last I ever post on here, I wanted to share with you all something I read that I agree with wholeheartedly. I hate plagiarism, and thus I am not going to just post an excerpt from a site without reference (as I'm sure many amateur bloggers do): These words were written/spoken by a British student named Christopher Campbell, and the website where I found these words can be found here --http://thehumanist.org/humanist/Ardiente.html.

"We must all grow up and lose our faith in the Easter Bunny, Santa, the Tooth Fairy, and eventually Jesus, because such things are fairy tales and while maybe appropriate for children, they cease to be rational when one reaches a certain age. Things like faith, mysticism, and feeling restrict one from productive, rational thought, and if we are not thinking, we are not free. Our only means of acquiring knowledge should be through rationale and logic."

That being said, I hope each one of you were moved in some way - whether pleasantly or unpleasantly - by those words. Now to some less heavy stuff:

This picture here was taken in the very amusing Heineken brewery on a crisp day in Amsterdam, as we sat in the bar and drank our three free glasses of fresh, cold mead.

This next picture was taken in London, on a day that to me was frigid because I was fighting a minor cold and severe jet-lag. We vowed, after being blasted by cold British wind for three hours, that we would never ride in a tour bus ever again. The reason we look so happy here is because we just decided that at the next stop, we were going to abandon ship and take a taxi back to our hostel.

And last but not least, my personal favorite. From the best part of our London excursion, here it is ladies and gentlemen, a beautiful display at the London Tower Armory.

Being an aspiring journalist, I've decided to devote this particular Weblog entry to describe a wonderful experience my friends and I had on the aforementioned France excursion last year. While staying in the small town of Gordes in the South of France, my good friend's grandmother treated one of our travel companions to a very tasty birthday surprise. On the peaceful back porch of this hillside chateau, she presented us with a cake from the famous meditteranean island of San Tropez. Apparently known for their baking prowess, we set about trying the cake, after the obligatory singing of 'Happy Birthday' and glasses of wine. As a journalist who plans to look for answers, I can advise anyone with questions as to how to make the perfect cake, to go immediately to San Tropez. We did not have the expenses to make it out there, nor at the time did we have the interest what with pre-purchased tickets to Barcelona and eventually, Amsterdam. Upon researching the recipe back home, my buddy's girlfriend was unable to reproduce the magic of those baker elves on the mythical San Tropez Island.