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By Yvonne and Yvette Durant</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.yvonneandyvettetiquette.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.yvonneandyvettetiquette.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558011555631278718/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Yvonne&amp;amp;Yvettetiquette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00290959321904112899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="23" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhXNbL2TjRU/SW0Bk2cqkAI/AAAAAAAAABM/LSRYCzVXHyM/S220/Big+BDay.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>177</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/YvonneYvettetiquette" /><feedburner:info uri="yvonneyvettetiquette" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEUMR305cCp7ImA9WhRUGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558011555631278718.post-9091512259587553070</id><published>2012-01-29T20:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T20:18:06.328-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-29T20:18:06.328-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="passenger seats" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bus stops" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="next stop" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rude passengers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="making way" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="city buses" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="public transportation" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bus rides" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="courtesy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bus etiquette" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="window seats" /><title>Bussing, According To Yvette</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.yvonneandyvettetiquette.com/feeds/9091512259587553070/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558011555631278718&amp;postID=9091512259587553070" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558011555631278718/posts/default/9091512259587553070?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558011555631278718/posts/default/9091512259587553070?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/YvonneYvettetiquette/~3/SIFH7S1ZQpg/bussing-according-to-yvette.html" title="Bussing, According To Yvette" /><author><name>Yvonne&amp;amp;Yvettetiquette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00290959321904112899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="23" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhXNbL2TjRU/SW0Bk2cqkAI/AAAAAAAAABM/LSRYCzVXHyM/S220/Big+BDay.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6AnkkAYkEjw/TyXvO0VIP8I/AAAAAAAAALY/qoaZmVJ8lgw/s72-c/bus2.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I think I’m a courteous rider; I don’t hog the empty seat next to me with bags. I give up my seat to the handicapped, elderly, pregnant women, and anyone else who should be sitting.  If I’m in an aisle seat I don’t have that, “Don’t you even think of asking me to move look.”  I do have a pet peeve with some window seat riders. 

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Please don't do this under any circumstance. It looks as though this diner thinks someone is going to come and snatch his steak from his plate, notice how he's holding his fork. 



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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://www.yvonneandyvettetiquette.com/2011/02/fork-and-knife-dont.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEIFRXc5fip7ImA9WhRUEEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558011555631278718.post-4328445484471101387</id><published>2012-01-18T08:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T17:35:14.926-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-19T17:35:14.926-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="room fragrance" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="scented candles" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="floral fragrance" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="candlelight" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="beeswax candles" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="candles" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="wax candles" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="flame" /><title>CANDLES, THE OLDER YOU GET THE MORE YOU GET</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.yvonneandyvettetiquette.com/feeds/4328445484471101387/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558011555631278718&amp;postID=4328445484471101387" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558011555631278718/posts/default/4328445484471101387?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558011555631278718/posts/default/4328445484471101387?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/YvonneYvettetiquette/~3/JwUkzDSMQ8k/candles-older-you-get-more-you-get.html" title="CANDLES, THE OLDER YOU GET THE MORE YOU GET" /><author><name>Yvonne&amp;amp;Yvettetiquette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00290959321904112899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="23" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhXNbL2TjRU/SW0Bk2cqkAI/AAAAAAAAABM/LSRYCzVXHyM/S220/Big+BDay.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zTbIp7rxVYw/TxY0VZN7BlI/AAAAAAAAALQ/nVM3u97CSBw/s72-c/scented+candles.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">When did candles become the choice of gifts for friends and family of a certain age? 

Seems like they've  taken the place of handkerchiefs, the old school gift for the mature set - nothing like a box of hankies for Aunt Mary and Uncle Bill. 

When, I, Yvonne, paid a visit to a friend's bedridden mother,  I brought her a scented candle in a beautifully painted votive.  When she opened the box, &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://www.yvonneandyvettetiquette.com/2012/01/my-johnny-depp-hat-do-you-like-it-or.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEIEQ348fSp7ImA9WhRVFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558011555631278718.post-8638821937488205184</id><published>2012-01-03T21:29:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T15:28:22.075-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-13T15:28:22.075-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="text messages" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="data plans" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="wi-fi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="texting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cell phone etiquette" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="smartphones" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="networks" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sexting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="phones" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cell phones" /><title>Thumbelinas and Tom Thumbs</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.yvonneandyvettetiquette.com/feeds/8638821937488205184/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558011555631278718&amp;postID=8638821937488205184" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558011555631278718/posts/default/8638821937488205184?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558011555631278718/posts/default/8638821937488205184?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/YvonneYvettetiquette/~3/hHuyJJ0E0ds/thumbelinas-and-tom-thumbs.html" title="Thumbelinas and Tom Thumbs" /><author><name>Yvonne&amp;amp;Yvettetiquette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00290959321904112899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="23" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhXNbL2TjRU/SW0Bk2cqkAI/AAAAAAAAABM/LSRYCzVXHyM/S220/Big+BDay.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qnErOriXum0/TwO2L3o66NI/AAAAAAAAAK4/dW61kQkKEVk/s72-c/images.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">No, this isn't a post about the lack of etiquette found in fairy tales. It's about texting, the Twenty-First Century's call waiting. That convenient service that forced you to field calls in your home and weigh who was the more important caller among your friends and family.  Texting isn't that insidious, it's just expensive and can be annoying. The colons and parenthesis, and the abbreviations &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://www.yvonneandyvettetiquette.com/2011/12/blog-post.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cNRH06eip7ImA9WhRQGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558011555631278718.post-4547486843003289603</id><published>2011-12-14T09:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T08:24:55.312-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-14T08:24:55.312-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holiday cards" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="best wishes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Happy Holidays" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Happy Hanukkah" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="wishes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Happy New Year" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="season's greeting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="greets" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Merry Christmas" /><title>ARE YOU A HAPPY OR A MERRY WELL WISHER?</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.yvonneandyvettetiquette.com/feeds/4547486843003289603/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558011555631278718&amp;postID=4547486843003289603" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558011555631278718/posts/default/4547486843003289603?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558011555631278718/posts/default/4547486843003289603?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/YvonneYvettetiquette/~3/N2kWvSZ9BW4/are-you-happy-or-merry-well-wisher.html" title="ARE YOU A HAPPY OR A MERRY WELL WISHER?" /><author><name>Yvonne&amp;amp;Yvettetiquette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00290959321904112899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="23" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhXNbL2TjRU/SW0Bk2cqkAI/AAAAAAAAABM/LSRYCzVXHyM/S220/Big+BDay.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z2M4cKfQNrc/TuijX1aaIiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/sunV0bTaMd8/s72-c/images.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">In this age of political correctness, few subjects have escaped its grip  including a well intentioned 'Merry Christmas'.

What do you say? Do you dispense your holiday wishes according to the receiver?  If you live in a city like New York, this could be a mess. Do you say Happy Holiday to your Jewish friends and Merry Christmas to your Christian friends and Happy Kwanzaa to your African American&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://www.yvonneandyvettetiquette.com/2008/12/are-you-happy-or-merry-well-wisher.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QAQ3wyfip7ImA9WhRQEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558011555631278718.post-3907865851000745317</id><published>2011-12-07T09:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T09:49:02.296-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-07T09:49:02.296-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shopping lists" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Christmas list" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Christmas gifts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hanukkah gifts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gift wrap" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Christmas shopping" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Santa's Helpers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shopping" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="re-gifting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Christmas sales" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gifting" /><title>Re-gifting: Beware, It Can Go South by Yvonne</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.yvonneandyvettetiquette.com/feeds/3907865851000745317/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558011555631278718&amp;postID=3907865851000745317" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558011555631278718/posts/default/3907865851000745317?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558011555631278718/posts/default/3907865851000745317?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/YvonneYvettetiquette/~3/54qDBP8AddE/re-gifting-beware-it-can-go-south-by.html" title="Re-gifting: Beware, It Can Go South by Yvonne" /><author><name>Yvonne&amp;amp;Yvettetiquette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00290959321904112899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="23" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhXNbL2TjRU/SW0Bk2cqkAI/AAAAAAAAABM/LSRYCzVXHyM/S220/Big+BDay.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XsSUlNRiv1k/Tt97JMGtRFI/AAAAAAAAAKc/c2T0HF5AXr0/s72-c/allerleirau.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">A very good friend of mine visited me last Christmas holiday. She'd just come from another mutual friend's home and he'd given her a gift.


Photo by allerleirau


"What's that in the bag?" I asked, knowing it wasn't for me. We'd already exchanged gifts.
 "It's a gift from HIM." (From here on he shall be referred to as The Re-Gift Guy.)

She whipped two books out of the bag, one was about Dorothy&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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We're about to enter some serious dining as the holiday season begins, so we thought we would revisit this artifact of poor taste. (We would like it to become an artifact.)
Beware of toothpicks, they are like a trick question, use one, especially in the company of others at a table, you're done. Cathy Treboux of Le Veau D'or wishes diners wouldn't ask for them. And please, covering your mouth &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Show up on time.
Show up with something.
Don't pile up your plate, you can always go back for more.
Don't yell, "I want some dark meat".
Offer to help but don't insist.
If you're hosting, don't treat your guests like the help. 
Spare your guests from endless recipe secrets, e.g. "I rubbed the bird with roasted bourbon buttered salt." If they ask, do tell.
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• If you know the baby’s parents, offer to wash your hands first before asking, and you should, if you can hold the baby. 

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These straws are a bit fat, imagine the slender, red elegant ones.
I never really know what to do with straws in cocktails because I usually drink wine. But, tonight I had a Lillet (Okay, two.) with my friend, Tom. It came in a wine glass on the rocks with a slice of orange and two skinny straws.  

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2. No talking on cell phones, you can text.
3. Do not be late.
4. Do not talk incessantly if quiet seems to be the rule.
5. Do not complain about the choice of radio stations or make a request if you haven’t been asked.
6. Do not complain if the driver keeps changing stations and ask, “Why do you keep doing that?”
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In between kitchen shifts, some bars around  town offer boiled eggs for free. At Balthazar one bartender tends to supply a small plate but you can use your napkin to crack, peel and salt. It would be tacky to ask for mayonnaise and some bread. If you're that hungry, ask for the menu. Cheers!
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Yvette and I don't think that being twins is one big barrel of fun. A lifetime of being mistaken for someone else can be trying. The script rarely varies. "Oh, I thought you were your sister. You two look so much alike." That's what identical twins do, they look alike. 

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There's nothing wrong with sharing a plate of French fries amongst friends and eating them with your fingers. Eat the one you touch  and put the ketchup or mustard on a side plate. Play fair, no forks, especially if you've used it.
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We chose what we thought were the top four dos for both guests and hosts.



GUESTS

1. If you’re contributing a dish to a barbecue, arrive on time. If you’re an overnight guest, arrive at a decent time.

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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://www.yvonneandyvettetiquette.com/2011/09/labor-day-weekend-four-tips-for-guests.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEBRHw9eip7ImA9WhdXFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558011555631278718.post-710082717270502407</id><published>2011-08-28T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T07:50:55.262-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-29T07:50:55.262-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="travel by train" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="private plane invitations" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vacation traveling" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Yacht etiquette" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sailing etiquette" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bus travel" /><title>HAVE MANNERS, WILL TRAVEL</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.yvonneandyvettetiquette.com/feeds/710082717270502407/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558011555631278718&amp;postID=710082717270502407" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558011555631278718/posts/default/710082717270502407?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558011555631278718/posts/default/710082717270502407?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/YvonneYvettetiquette/~3/2FG88osMlvY/manners-for-traveling.html" title="HAVE MANNERS, WILL TRAVEL" /><author><name>Yvonne&amp;amp;Yvettetiquette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00290959321904112899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="23" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhXNbL2TjRU/SW0Bk2cqkAI/AAAAAAAAABM/LSRYCzVXHyM/S220/Big+BDay.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">No matter where you’re taking your vacation, unless you’ve opted for a staycation, you’ll be traveling by car, rail, air or boat, in each case there are rules and considerations. Here’s our tip sheet.

If you’re traveling in someone else’s car…

• You shouldn’t have more luggage than the driver unless there’s been an agreement upfront.
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“Older Dutch people come to dinner right on time. I hate it,” explains Melvin in Amsterdam. “Most of my friends come later, good friends come early to help.”

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A lady on the bus polished her nails, hands and toes. Her goal was to be polished. The fumes were awful and so was her lack of polish.
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