Holiday Inn Flint
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... walked over and immediately got big tears in my eyes. It was a Cemetery for War Dogs.
Boy, if you've ever had a dog, you'll feel as we ...
... s built a replica of the Oberndorf, Austria, Silent Night Memorial Chapel in 1992 as a tribute to the Christmas hymn "Silent Night" and in thankfulness to God.
12. A verse of "Silent Night" is displayed in over 300 languages on the Silent Night chapel grounds.
13. "25 Christmas Lane" is written in over 40 languages on signs scattered around Bronner's ...
... police car so wanted my photo taken in front of it. I may as well have hung a "tourist" sign around my neck. It was fun though. According to Andy - it's ok in Detroit during the day - but after dark the ******* zombies come out to feed on any left over humans:) We had lunch at a place called "Hockeytown". So American - across from the sports stadiums and very sporty. I had something called a "turkey Reuben" which was very nice. And a glass of ...
... on the plane tomorrow so I won't be flying alone. I also have an aisle seat (yay). I hope they have the tvs on the back of the seats so that I can watch and make the 13 hour flight goa little faster. Thanks to some awesome people I don't have to get snacks at the airport. My friend Kristen gave me some gum and a few magazines to read, Tye gave me some peach rings (my favorite), and Mrs. Hoornstra (Tye's mom) ...
... even in the movements that as a team we were feeling overwhelmed and confused working in an environment that is absolutely out of our elements. I had the joy to be able to play a quick game of soccer with two of the boys working with us. I greatly enjoyed how even through a communication barrier, we were able to figure out we were playing monkey in the middle and you did not want to be the one who lost the ball. It was a memory I will never forget. ...