This blog will record the wanderings of one Ms Glatty Glatt, as she makes her way through the US and Europe and tries not to get arrested/deported and or killed.
"As I ate the oysters with their strong taste of the sea and their faint metallic taste that the cold white wine washed away, leaving only the sea taste and the succulent texture, and as I drank their cold liquid from each shell and washed it down with the crisp taste of the wine, I lost the empty feeling and began to be happy, and to make plans." -Ernest Hemmingway
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