UPDATED--see my trip to India, below!
PHIL RECHI'S TRAVELOGUEThis is a website devoted to my travels around the world!
I've been all around the world and I wanted to have a place to put my pictures.
First, here is
the mysterious land of sand.
This is a map.
I went to egypt on a class trip last year. The food made us sick! That's me with the Tut mask!!
Look at John! No one knows who made the real pyramids but John made this one!
Time to go to our hotel! Or so we thought...
We had to go home right away.
Hey everybody! Here's some pictures from my recent trip to...
The country of spiritual journey. My dad says the Beatles came to India
to learn about peace.
This is a map of India, the Dark Continent.
When my Dad asked me where I wanted to go for our vacation,
I said India because I thought that was where Indians,
as in "Cowboys and Indians" came from.
This is me at the airport. I was so excited to see Indians!
I didn't know there were TWO kinds of Indians!!!
This is the kind of Indian they have in India.
As soon as we got there, starving kids stole our money and beat up my dad.
He tried to tell them we were British because everybody hates Americans
but that just made them madder!
The Indians burned our rental car and left us in the desert.
I drank some brown water that make my stomach hurt.
Luckily, a man with a towel on his head traded us a camel
for a night with my Mom.
He looked like my mom when she comes out of the shower
with that towell on his head!!
I don't know what they talked about all night but Dad told me not to ask.
When we got to our new friend's house, his mom offered us food.
It tasted like grass and there were flies all over it.
My dad said he was hungry enough to eat a cow
and everybody got very upset.
India sure smells bad. Like the circus.
The Indian family took us in because their God is All.
Here's my mom and one of the girls they had in their house.
My mom really started to like India!
My dad thought my mom was getting along TOO well.
Here he is trying to look like an Indian! He's too fat!
Dad made me and Mom leave as soon as our new friends fell asleep.
We rode the camel until it died and then walked to the airport
while soldiers threw poop at us.
My dad said they use poop for cooking. Yuck!
It's nice to be back in America where the Indians are just a baseball team!
This is a drawing my new Indian pen pal Rajhib made for me--
He put a dot on the statue's head!
They just don't know anything over there!!
the end
I'd say "check back for more from my travelogue" but I'm all out of memory!!! I guess I'm no JIF JOHNSON .
In the meantime, here are some pictures sent to me by friends all over the world!!
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