Sometimes I feel like the only person on earth who hasn’t seen Les Miserables.

Ever since that Dawson’s Creek episode when Joey enters the beauty pageant and sings “On My Own” to Dawson… I’ve wanted to see Les Mis.

I know I’m gonna get some nice feedback for that last remark.

Anyhow, I’m headed to Queens Theatre tonight for the show, which will hopefully live up to the hype that many people (including some of my readers) have shared.

If it doesn’t… you all owe me £20.00.

PS – You can watch the video clip from ‘Beauty Contest.’ Click here and go to episode #111.

Because I don’t wanna die.

I got triceps to worry about, folks. No time for “cardio” in the Howell Gym.

Oh, the relief of not being cold.

Don’t get me wrong, it’s still pretty chilly here, but at least there’s not snow or ice on the ground. (I never thought I would hear myself say that).

And yes, just like Paige-poo stated, has it really been 6 weeks? Actually, I left 5 weeks ago today. Plus, my first trip was supposed to be a full 6 weeks, but when I rescheduled, the second trip measured only 5 weeks and 3 days.

But still, has it really been that long? Geez. I’ve got a nice analogy I’ll share with you later. But you guys have got to get me caught-up on all that is pop culture. Is Kristin from Laguna Beach really dating Nick Lachey?

These are the type of questions I need answered folks. Serious stuff.

Also, Ernest… you were right. I had Wagamama tonight. Ooooooh boy, was it good! Breaded ‘n baked chicken served over rice with curry sauce, and some edamame for a side dish.

Dang.

Anyways… for all those who know London’s layout, I’m over at the intersection of Tottenham Court and New Oxford at an easyInternetcafe. It’s about time to head-out and do some classic “Landon wandering.” And praise Jesus… I have no ice to worry about slipping on.

Talk to ya’ll tomorrow.

This is (for now) just one of my pictures from Berlin.

It’s my fav.

The story behind this sucker as follows: It is the underbelly of the roof of the Sony Center in Postdamer Platz (my favorite local in Berlin).

At night time, it begins to change colors… but I didn’t know when.

SO, I stood outside… in the cold… around 12 degrees… for 1 hour, just for this one shot.

However, if pink isn’t your color, you may also view it in blue.

I will be in Londontown from today until my flight leaves at 12 noon on Tursday.

It will be nice to once again be surrounded by the English language… even if it is with a funny accent.

By the way. Bruges overtook Prague for the most amazing location visited on eurosix.

If you have not yet been, plan a trip.

Simply amazing.

In my last stop before heading back to London, I’ll spend 24 hours in the land of chocolate while tucked away in the supposedly wonderful, quaint little city of Bruges, Belgium.

That’s all. Sunday is a fun day.

Webster’s Dictionary defines shock as:

An over-response of the body that leads to extremely reduced blood pressure that can threaten essential bodily functions.

I’m out, kids. Have a good one. If all else fails, just be glad you won’t fall asleep to the aroma of Marijuana tonight.

John Byars has been encouraging me to post on the food I’ve been eating while abroad.

I thought I’d kick things off with the hugest hot dog in the land. This big mama can be found on the main cobblestone shopping lane in Vienna, Austria. Keep in mind that I did not zoom-in for this shot. The people in the background are actually standing right being the hot dog.

Also… my hands are 4 feet wide.

Sooo good. They take a piece of toasted sub sandwich bread. Chop off the tip. Slip it over a heated metal “thingy” to hollow it out. Then pour some ketchup inside, and slide the huge dog right in.

All of you have very dirty minds. I just wanted you to know that.

In all seriousness, it is absolutlely delicious.

Snag one next time you’re in Austria.

Prague is the most beautiful city I have ever been to, hands down.

Granted, I’m not the “world traveller” as some of you are. But after 37 states and 10 countries… this city wins easily.

Ironically, it’s extremely hard to photograph.

Why? Because you just can’t fit it all into one shot… the streets, the buildings, the landscape.

Too much.

However, I tried.

Photos from Prague.

Most of my photos from Rome are stored on my iPod… but I’ll dig ‘em up later.

Rome is amazing. History, literally around every corner. You can feel it in the air, and can touch it along the way.

Mass at St. Peter’s Bascilica, the Vatican, the Sistine Chapel, and seeing the Pope himself kicked off the first 24 hours in Rome.

But there’s a whole lot more to Rome than old stuff and pointy-hats… I think.

Some favorite shots are here… here… here… and here.

Photos from Rome.

An unplanned location for my trip, but a pleasant surprise nontheless.

Vienna is a lovely town with old buildings, broad streets, and very efficient and clean public transportation system.

I got spoiled though, as it snowed 9 inches on the day of my arrival.

However, this made for some good photos. But snow, as beautiful as it appears, is so dang hard to photograph.

Photos from Vienna, Austria.

A must-see on any European vacation.

Venice, Italy was, and is everything you think it will be.

You really do have to use boats to get to wherever you want to go. There are no cars, not even the smallest golf cart. Just sidewalks and canals.

Everything on the island is hand-trucked from one location to another. Therefore, everything is expensive.

However, it’s worth every dime.

Photos from Venice.

Welcome to photo day…

This is kinda like in Elementary school when the teacher would show movies all day because he/she was in a good mood and the class was ahead of the lesson plan.

So… most, but not all of the photos from the last few locations will be posted every couple hours today.

Enjoy.

…how cold was it?

It is this cold.

However, the temperatures here are slightly misleading. Remember… I’m walking through snow and ice, which makes my boots cold, which makes me cold. Also, half of the time I’m walking directly into the wind.

But, there’s plenty to see… so it’s all good.

Juicee News, my flagship website, snagged a new writer over the past week.

Harvard Law School graduate, Walker High School alum, and Jasper lunch-buddy Drew Thornley will now be syndicating his posts from his own blog ‘My Take.’

Drew will likely be a syndicated political/religious columnist one day in many, many newspapers around the world. I am simply using my worldwide website to get the word out now.

If you are serious about writing, and would like to syndicate, or start your own columns, let me know, we may have a spot for you.

After I checked into my hostel on Monday, I hopped the U-Bahn to go see the famous Brandenburg Gate.

After a couple of minutes on the train, I dug into my bag to snag a couple of Haribo gummie bears, a constant source of nutrtion throughout my European jaunt. As I did this, some grizzly fellow across from me said something in German. I responded my stating that I didn’t speak German… in German (kind of ironic, don’t you think?). So… he goes into this whole conversation with me, in German, and from what I could understand, he was saying one of two things:

“This guy has gummie bears and he won’t give me one!”

…or

“This stupid American came to our country and doesn’t know the language!”

After about 3 minutes of this ranting, four other German men who were sitting around me began to yell at him.

One of them looks at me, smiles and gives me a gesture to relax. I wasn’t at all nervous, just confused. But basically… from what I picked up, the four German guys sitting around me told the guy to go screw himself and to quit bothering me bcause I was handsome and had sky-blue eyes… ok, but they did tell him to go screw himself… which only made him talk more.

At my stop, I hopped off the train and in German, thanked the guy sitting next to me… and then I smirked at the guy who wanted the gummie bear.

I love Berlin. Love it. History, architecture, and some good, good food. A few tid-bits from the last 24+ hours.

Alright… so there’s been alot of activity (no pun intended) since my last wedding/baby post.

I know that I’m gonna mess up something or or leave out a name… but it’s 12 degrees in Berlin and I’m just killing time before I head to bead (ie – put on my iPod and dance in my underwear).

Send any changes/updates to landon.howell@yahoo.com, or just make a comment below…

New additions are in italics.

*I’ll be singing in the wedding.
~I’ll be in the wedding in some capacity or another.
°Will probably name their kid after me… not really.

BOLD means that the wedding/baby has already happened.