Stop talking, stop talking, stop talking.....

Ok, why did I go to Santo Domingo with crazy German lady? I had a whole conversation in my head about whether or not I could smother her with my pillow while she slept. She talked constantly usually about nothing. "oh, it's raining, oh they are happy people, oh, they have pretty faces, oh blah, blah, blah...." And even if she was asking a question, she didn't want any imput. Crazy Geman woman. She's not actually German, but Austrian... but it seems as though it's very similar. She drove me crazy. If an Austrian or German told her something, well it had to be right. (Even though it was proven wrong often) She was very impolite and short with the Dominicans. Then she would say they were stupid if they got her order wrong, but her Spanish was horrible, it made no sense. Let's not even discuss how Jews are dirty, and Swiss are stingy... She travels all over the world, but her opinions of others is so narrow minded... Oh my god I was ready to scream. I'm so happy to be back and alone.