tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099666515057848808.post3947287616807856459..comments2015-07-06T14:43:58.156-07:00Comments on Girl Abroad: Potatoes and WeddingsAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01487989523182743533noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099666515057848808.post-60925846967144082342014-11-26T15:22:46.668-08:002014-11-26T15:22:46.668-08:00Thank you for sharing the day and life of Hannah, ...Thank you for sharing the day and life of Hannah, it's almost like I was watching a movie. I'm so glad you're having such wonderful adventures. Thank you for the postcard, what a treat. Happy Thanksgiving, Sweetie!! Wishing you continued happiness and peace. Love and miss you!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18281228268621720162noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099666515057848808.post-76403066524759316592014-11-10T02:16:05.110-08:002014-11-10T02:16:05.110-08:00(This is Rex B.)
About a month ago, on a picnic w...(This is Rex B.)<br /><br />About a month ago, on a picnic with my wife and a couple neighbor girls (who are dancers), I was trying to signify the word "dead" to them, which neither of us remembered in Georgian. I put my head back and crossed my arms, which is how Georgians have signified the idea to us (usually in the context of toasting). One of the girls thought that I was trying to signify "macarena." Apparently it's quite popular here.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com