All of the pictures from our trip have been downloaded. Unfortunately I’m at work and can’t open them all to look at them. This is mostly because I’m pretty sure nobody at my work wants to see pictures of The King and me in our bathing suits. And even more so because I’m sure nobody at my work wants to see us, um, not in our bathing suits. Although, I must admit, that the nudist resort we stayed at in Spain DID NOT ALLOW CAMERAS. This is for the best. Be assured.

(The nudist resort also made us sign a written contract stating that we would not wear any clothing during our stay there. Oh yes, little old me who thought I could arrive and just, you know, forget to take off my clothes. Yeah, a contract was signed PROMISING I WOULD GO NUDE. Dude, they are hard core there.)

(More on that later. I promise. Our stay there is like ten million blog posts all rolled into one.)

I’m not sure how I’m going to explain to my mom the lack of pictures from our trip for FIVE ENTIRE DAYS!

“We forget about our camera back in our hotel room.”

“We ran out of batteries.”

“We left the lens cap on the entire time.”

“We didn’t see anything worthy of taking a picture of.”

This last excuse is sort of true. While I didn’t really want a picture of a group of seniors playing lawn bowling IN THE NUDE (except for shoes), I sort of did want one. You know, just to show the interweb.

So while it’s still too early to say which are the top pictures from our three weeks in Europe, the following (initial) ones are definitely at the top of the (current) list.

This is the only picture proof that we were actually at this resort.  It was taken after we had checked out and had left the guarded/gated community.  (You think I’m kidding about the guard and the gates.  I am not.)

Okay I lied, this picture was also taken at the resort.  It was taken in the wee hours of the morning on the day we checked out.  Come on, I had to have a picture of me with this sign.  I HAD TO.

We spent most of our trip in Formentera, Spain.  It’s an island off Ibiza.  And dude, it’s awesome.  If you ever get the chance to vacation there, take it.  It is also full of naked people.  I came to realize on this trip that American are the only people in the entire world that wear swimming suits that cover their body.  Everyone we saw was with topless, completely naked, or wearing a bikini.  Not even the old ladies waste their time with one piece suits of tankinis.

While taking an innocent picture of The King and Babboo walking back to the beach from getting lunch out of our car, this naked dude just walked right into the shot.

It was awesome.

Like we do, we tried to take a self-family-portrait while having lunch outside of Gibralter.  Babboo had another idea.  He thought his piece of bread would look better then he would. And thus he held up his lunch just as I took the picture.  While you might not think it’s funny, I think it’s comedy gold.

Oh yeah, we went to Gibralter. Which was….nerve racking.  (To say the least.)  Although the Rock of Gibralter in the back ground does make for a dramatic picture of The King and Babboo.

We also spent a few days in London. Which resulted in pictures like this one of The Hand Job Centre.  (Again, comedy gold!)

And again, a family picture of the three of us. But this time at Piccadilly Circus and with a napping Babboo and no a pieces of bread.  (And one very bright bright sun!)

We also paused to do hand stands at Big Ben.

Where even I did a few cartwheels.  (Although The King couldn’t seem to manage to get a shot of me mid-cartwheel.  So this is my photo-finish.  Clearly I’m ready for the Olympics.)

This kid guard at Buckingham Palace was like 12 years old.  Seriously.  I could have totally taken him, gun or no gun.  And then I could have taken over England.  Oh yes, I was *this close* to being the next Queen of England.

We had lunch at Tiergarten in Berlin with our lovely friends who live over there.  We were able to spend five entire days with them.  We tried to talk them into moving to Seattle and living in our basement.  While we couldn’t convince them of this, we are hoping to meet them some place for our next big vacation.

As always, we just loved Berlin.

And I don’t care how much of a nerd this next picture makes me seem like.  Dude, when I saw King Cross on our London subway map, I just knew we had to go and check out Platform 9 3/4.  (I didn’t even know this existed there.  I would have been happy enough to just just gone. But having an actual Platform 9 3/4 there just made my vacation.)

(Christar, Becky, Mrs. Squirrel, Miss Zoot, and the rest of you Potter fans…this ones for you!)

So yeah, I have a few more pictures to go through.  And a whole list of things to tell you about.  But for now, these pictures are the best we got.