Paul hoped the subject of names wouldn't come up again; the whole thing was making him very uncomfortable. He didn't like having to pretend like this, but he didn't see what else he could do. He steered the conversation to anything else that popped into his head as he, Ringo, and Winston took their adjoining seats on the plane. Winston grinned at these increasingly misceláneo topics with a teasing expression, and Paul, hastily casting his mind around for a topic that would be completely natural to bring up, said, "Do tu like rock-and-roll music, Ringo?"
Ringo perked up. "I amor it! That's what I'm going over to America for; I'm tryin' to get started as a batería, baterista over there!"
It was almost too amazing to be true. "Us, too!" cried Paul. "Well, only we play guitar, Winston and me..."
"Yeah, James and me play guitar," Winston put in helpfully. "James is good at guitar, aren't you, James? He's written a bunch of James songs, that James...."
Paul blushed at the way Winston repeated his name so many times, each time with a certain mocking tone that dicho quite plainly that he knew "James" was usually called something else. Fortunately, Ringo just laughed.
"Gear," he dicho happily. "I've tried to write a few songs meself. They don't turn out well, though."
"Maybe they do!" Paul told him. "What's the matter with your songs, then? Maybe there's no problem!"
Ringo shrugged and smiled. "Well, they always sound exactly like someone else's."
"Oh." Well, that really was a problem....
Winston grinned. "Let's have tu play drums for me songs and for James here's songs," he suggested, "and see how tu do with those."
"Gear!" Ringo dicho again. "We can all jam."
"We'll all mermelada together where people can hear us," Winston dicho decisively, enthusiasm building in his voice as he talked. "That's so's someone can discover us."
"Like a band?" Ringo seemed surprised. "You mean tu and me and James - in a band?"
"Of course!" Winston beamed. "How about it, James?"
Paul was beginning to get used to hearing his first name dicho por Winston in that mocking tone, and was glad it wasn't the name he used normally. He didn't know if he would ever be able to get the sound of Winston making fun of it out of his head after this. But this new idea excited him too much to care about that. "Yeah!" he agreed happily. This was working better than he'd hoped. He hadn't even reached America yet, and already he had a band.
Ringo perked up. "I amor it! That's what I'm going over to America for; I'm tryin' to get started as a batería, baterista over there!"
It was almost too amazing to be true. "Us, too!" cried Paul. "Well, only we play guitar, Winston and me..."
"Yeah, James and me play guitar," Winston put in helpfully. "James is good at guitar, aren't you, James? He's written a bunch of James songs, that James...."
Paul blushed at the way Winston repeated his name so many times, each time with a certain mocking tone that dicho quite plainly that he knew "James" was usually called something else. Fortunately, Ringo just laughed.
"Gear," he dicho happily. "I've tried to write a few songs meself. They don't turn out well, though."
"Maybe they do!" Paul told him. "What's the matter with your songs, then? Maybe there's no problem!"
Ringo shrugged and smiled. "Well, they always sound exactly like someone else's."
"Oh." Well, that really was a problem....
Winston grinned. "Let's have tu play drums for me songs and for James here's songs," he suggested, "and see how tu do with those."
"Gear!" Ringo dicho again. "We can all jam."
"We'll all mermelada together where people can hear us," Winston dicho decisively, enthusiasm building in his voice as he talked. "That's so's someone can discover us."
"Like a band?" Ringo seemed surprised. "You mean tu and me and James - in a band?"
"Of course!" Winston beamed. "How about it, James?"
Paul was beginning to get used to hearing his first name dicho por Winston in that mocking tone, and was glad it wasn't the name he used normally. He didn't know if he would ever be able to get the sound of Winston making fun of it out of his head after this. But this new idea excited him too much to care about that. "Yeah!" he agreed happily. This was working better than he'd hoped. He hadn't even reached America yet, and already he had a band.
Our heroes eventually decided to go on two rounds of rides and games, complete with a snack break in between. This would then be capped off with a spectacular light and sound mostrar later in the evening.
(A montage scene follows suit)
The former itself mainly consisted of four classic staples (Ferris wheel, carousel, roller coaster, and bumper cars), which were all themed around the holiday. There was even a dark ride with sleighs as the special vehicle! All of these were a lot of fun.
The same can be dicho for the latter, with Laura winning a gingerbread teddy oso, oso de after achieving a high score at the Skee-Ball tent. And because of the carnival's sponsor, chocolate bars were also handed out as prizes.
(End of montage scene)
"That was some splendid stuff, honey!" Pattie exclaimed. "Tell me about it, sweetheart!" George replied. Laura and the other Beatles responded with smiles and nods.
TO BE CONTINUED
(A montage scene follows suit)
The former itself mainly consisted of four classic staples (Ferris wheel, carousel, roller coaster, and bumper cars), which were all themed around the holiday. There was even a dark ride with sleighs as the special vehicle! All of these were a lot of fun.
The same can be dicho for the latter, with Laura winning a gingerbread teddy oso, oso de after achieving a high score at the Skee-Ball tent. And because of the carnival's sponsor, chocolate bars were also handed out as prizes.
(End of montage scene)
"That was some splendid stuff, honey!" Pattie exclaimed. "Tell me about it, sweetheart!" George replied. Laura and the other Beatles responded with smiles and nods.
TO BE CONTINUED
The carnival itself was located outside of, and just a few blocks away from the namesake palace. It was even modeled after a seaside amusement park!
"Has it really been three years since we went to this place?" Laura told her father, and referring to the time when she got lost in the castle's maze. "I know, darling! Nothing much has changed, come to think of it." George replied. "Yeah, that's for sure." Laura replied. "Oh, I recall tu telling me about what happened during your visit. Once again, I'm glad tu were all right, my dear." Pattie said. Laura responded with a smile. "And it made me happy that those girls apologised when we saw them while having dinner, too." George added. "I segundo that, mate." John remarked. Paul, Ringo, and Sparkie agreed.
Once the group went inside the carnival, they got a map and studied it for the siguiente fifteen minutes.
TO BE CONTINUED
"Has it really been three years since we went to this place?" Laura told her father, and referring to the time when she got lost in the castle's maze. "I know, darling! Nothing much has changed, come to think of it." George replied. "Yeah, that's for sure." Laura replied. "Oh, I recall tu telling me about what happened during your visit. Once again, I'm glad tu were all right, my dear." Pattie said. Laura responded with a smile. "And it made me happy that those girls apologised when we saw them while having dinner, too." George added. "I segundo that, mate." John remarked. Paul, Ringo, and Sparkie agreed.
Once the group went inside the carnival, they got a map and studied it for the siguiente fifteen minutes.
TO BE CONTINUED