Wednesday, September 13, 2006. Malsch, Germany. Let me just say that German engineering is quite wonderful. The windows on the Zirnfus’s house open two ways, either swinging outward like a door or hinging at the botton and opening inward just enough at the top to let the air circulate. They also have built-in mechanical shades […]
Tuesday, September 12, 2006. Worms and St. Martin. Mostly to satisfy George’s itch, we drove to Worms. He took pictures of the road sign as we approached, and we stopped and got out of the car so he could pose by the “Welcome to Worms” sign. They say it takes all kinds . . .
Monday, September 11, 2006. Heidelberg. When I got up at 7:30 AM, Kim, Christine, and Aaron had already departed for work and school. Jeff, George, and I ate some breakfast, then I journaled, answered e-mails, and posted on lj. Around 11:30 we drove to Cabana, a seafood buffet in Heidelberg. For 6,90 Euro you get
Saturday, September 9, 2006. Krakow and Heidelberg. Happy Birthday to me! George left this morning for his final few ISEE presentations. After breakfast and packing for travel I strolled to the square for an hour of internet. Then I wandered around taking pictures and observing the Saturday AM crowd. Last night we discovered that Krakow
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Friday, September 8, 2006. Krakow. I’m going to backtrack just a bit. Wednesday at 7:00 PM all the ISEE conferees and their guests caught charter busses outside Hotel Cracovia. We rode out into the countryside to a lodge. On our way inside we filed past a receiving line of Polish folks in traditional costume: colorful,
My spot at the cafe was so ideal I decided to linger a while and read. I pulled out The Modern Library Writer’s Workshop by Stephen Koch and was settling in when a trio of musicians stopped nearby to play guitar, upright bass, and accordian. They appeared to be a father and his two sons,
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Tuesday, September 5, 2006. Krakow. We ate an early breakfast with Coenrad and Frana. They’ve only been married since December, and they’re pretty adorable. George left with them around 7:45 to catch a bus to UJ. At 8:30 I headed to the 24-hour internet cafe on the square to check e-mail and post a couple
Monday, September 4. Krakow. We descended to the hotel’s basement for breakfast around 7:00 AM. The food was wonderful. An espresso machine stood ready for make-your-own-coffee drinks. One might expect to find several juices, hearty cereal, a basket of crusty breads, and the plate of sweet breads, pastries and cakes on the first table. But
Krakow, Poland. September 3, 2006. 8:30 PM We breezed through customs after collecting all our bags (yay!), exited the baggage claim area and found ourselves face to face with a gentleman holding a sign reading, “Jeanne Damoff.” Ha! My first name even. Sadly he was so close I didn’t have time to wave to my
Sunday, September 3, 2006. En route. This morning we enjoyed our usual breakfast before strolling with our bags to catch the vaporetto to Piazalle Roma where Orange bus #5 carried us to Marco Polo Aeroporto, a classy little Italian airport. Polished wood floors, espresso stands, gelato, herb-sprinkled pasta dishes, etc. Upscale shops tempting departing tourists