For about twenty years' worth of tour reunion festivities, I've hosted a big party with our guides in my house. Each year, the gang gets bigger, and the party gets more fun. This year, we nearly opted for a bigger venue, but I'm really glad we jammed everyone in. There's something special about inviting all of my guides (who I count as friends and who are a critical part of our Europe Through the Back Door team) into my own home.
At our impromptu talent show, I'm generally impressed by how our European guides have a much deeper repertoire of songs to sing then we Americans. (We're generally limited to "Home on the Range" and "Yankee Doodle.") But this year, a gang of our American guides regaled our European friends with an amazing little medley of tunes illustrating from where the lion's share of American culture emanates these days...television. Here's just a bit of that amazing performance.
At our impromptu talent show, I'm generally impressed by how our European guides have a much deeper repertoire of songs to sing then we Americans. (We're generally limited to "Home on the Range" and "Yankee Doodle.") But this year, a gang of our American guides regaled our European friends with an amazing little medley of tunes illustrating from where the lion's share of American culture emanates these days...television. Here's just a bit of that amazing performance.
