Take That, Mein Führer!

Number Two is “wheels down” in Huntsville after his three week tour of Germany/Austria/Switzerland. Huzzah!

We were expecting more of a grungy, grizzled Euro-backpacker look upon his return. Instead, we got this:

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I guess he got a good night’s sleep and a chance to freshen up a bit at that Ho-Jo in Philly.

He also brought back a handsome stash of stuff that included Euro ’08 t-shirts, candy galore, soccer mini-balls, shot glasses for all his friends, a lovely wooden miniature Christmas tree for Eyegal and this little jewel for me:

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That’s not just any Swiss Army Knife. That’s one that came direct from Switzerland. Brady, eat your heart out.

He regaled us with stories over dinner, and then I asked him if he had one highlight that stood out among all the others.

Without hesitation, he told us about his hike to The Kehlsteinhaus (The Eagle’s Nest) and said:

“Taking a dump in Hitler’s toilet!”

Take that, Mein Führer!

The boy’s homeschooled–what can I say?

7 Comments

  1. Hal

    Man, I lived in Germany for 3 and a half years and never took a dump in Hitler’s toilet. I feel as if I’ve been slighted.

  2. Mike the Eyeguy

    Toilet envy.

  3. Brady

    I am not envious of your gift. I am happy for you. Really. And I’m glad to know your son didn’t have to enlist in order to get you the prize.

    But, and this is a big but: What do you mean by CANDY? Gummy Bears? Toffee? Peanut Brittle? I hope, dear word master, you weren’t speaking of chocolate which, as you know, is NOT candy. Chocolate is its own food group and there have been USA tourists found dead in dark alleys, Swiss Army Knife firmly inbedded in back, because they had called chocolate CANDY.

    At least that’s what I’ve heard.

    Glad the boy made it back with the goodies.

  4. Mike the Eyeguy

    In the interest of avoiding an international incident and a mobilization of Swiss shock troops, who, hopefully by now, are armed with both their Swiss Army knives and GPS navigations systems, I do hereby concede the point:

    It was chocolate, not candy.

    I bet you’ve never used Hitler’s toilet, and you live over there.

  5. kdeats

    The Chocolate from that region is just so much better than what we can by over here. Lucky you:)

  6. Brady

    I am still waiting for the day we can afford to put in an indoor toilet, let alone relieve myself at Hitler’s place. Of that, I am envious.

  7. Mike the Eyeguy

    kdeats–He hasn’t offered me any yet, the rascal. I may have to impose the infamous Daddy Tax.

    This is a family joke; basically I can grab a portion of whatever it is that they’re eating because chances are I helped pay for it somewhere along the line.

    They just hand it over now, but when they were babies, they cried a lot.

    Brady–You must live in the Deeply Southern section of Switzerland.

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