PART 1:
Many of you faithful Vanessa blog readers will remember that March 2009 was an important month for me. If you can't quite recall why, I will direct your attention to the previous web-blog full of literary genius: www.jogthruprague.blogspot.com.
One of the perks of participating in the Prague Half-Marathon was the small satchel of many free items - magazines, power bars, etc. This bottle of lotion was included in the booty:
It's simply an unassuming tube of hand lotion, which I took as a kind gesture from the Marathon organisers.
Having sat in my cupboard for almost a year, I decided it was the perfect size to carry along with me for my trip to Michigan.
PART 2:
My Christmas travels had me sleeping one night in a Vienna airport hotel, to allow me to catch an early morning flight out. It was this morning that I first started noticing a strange discolouration in between my toes and also the fingers of my right hand. I couldn't scrub it away, so during my long trip to Michigan, a few options as to the cause came to mind:
- Rusted water in the hotel, which I didn't notice
- A strange skin disease which was slowly overtaking my epidermis
- An allergic reaction to the West which worsened the further I travelled
PART 3:
Having settled into my parents' home and my old bedroom in Grandville, I couldn't help but notice that this orange colouring wasn't lessening and in fact this morning it was worse than ever.
Before panicking and admitting myself into the Medical Care Unit down the street, I did a bit of investigative work and soon found the culprit of this colouring.
Yes, it was my Half-Marathon lotion! It's not this pleasant hydrating lotion, which I had assumed it to be and used it thus. No, it is indeed TANNING LOTION!
... I've no further comment.
THE END
Many of you faithful Vanessa blog readers will remember that March 2009 was an important month for me. If you can't quite recall why, I will direct your attention to the previous web-blog full of literary genius: www.jogthruprague.blogspot.com.
One of the perks of participating in the Prague Half-Marathon was the small satchel of many free items - magazines, power bars, etc. This bottle of lotion was included in the booty:
It's simply an unassuming tube of hand lotion, which I took as a kind gesture from the Marathon organisers.Having sat in my cupboard for almost a year, I decided it was the perfect size to carry along with me for my trip to Michigan.
PART 2:
My Christmas travels had me sleeping one night in a Vienna airport hotel, to allow me to catch an early morning flight out. It was this morning that I first started noticing a strange discolouration in between my toes and also the fingers of my right hand. I couldn't scrub it away, so during my long trip to Michigan, a few options as to the cause came to mind:
- Rusted water in the hotel, which I didn't notice
- A strange skin disease which was slowly overtaking my epidermis
- An allergic reaction to the West which worsened the further I travelled
PART 3:
Having settled into my parents' home and my old bedroom in Grandville, I couldn't help but notice that this orange colouring wasn't lessening and in fact this morning it was worse than ever.
Before panicking and admitting myself into the Medical Care Unit down the street, I did a bit of investigative work and soon found the culprit of this colouring.Yes, it was my Half-Marathon lotion! It's not this pleasant hydrating lotion, which I had assumed it to be and used it thus. No, it is indeed TANNING LOTION!
... I've no further comment.
THE END
I don't care what color you may dye your hair, you're truly a blond underneath!
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