I spotted two girls that I roomed with weeks ago, when I was in Brasov, Romania. They were sitting at an outside cafe near my hostel and greeted me as Garlic.
They mention that they met a girl who knew me while they were in Istanbul.
"She was blond and outgoing." I'm drawing blanks. "She was an Ozzie and she said she met you in Athens." Ooohhh yeah. I watched the sunset from the Acropolis with her and some guy from my hostel.
I'm curious why I was referenced; I didn't think I made that strong of an impression.
"How did that conversation come about?"
"She said that she hung out with a girl in Athens who dressed up as garlic for Halloween. We figured there can't be too many of you around."
The legend of garlic in Transylvania lives on.
Friday, November 13, 2009
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awesome. I love your halloween costumes as of the last two years. I can get down on anything food related.
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