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
Just so you know, all my screen instructions are in Polish right now. Good thing I’m familiar with the livejournal format! Also, for all you typo Nazis (i.e., Luke) I’m not proofing this. Tally ho. Picking up where I left off (it would be nice to get us to Poland before we actually leave it),
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September 1, 2006. Venice, Italy. The hotels in Venice are mostly converted palaces of former aristocracy. Our hotel is called Pensione Guerrato, and we’re staying on the top (4th) floor. There’s no elevator, so we climb four long flights of stairs–made longer by the high ceilings. Shortly after Roberto checked us in, Monicka came on
Greetings from Old Town Krakow. I’m sitting in an internet cafe right on the Market Square. But before I talk about Krakow I should back up and share our Venice experience. I’m paying for minutes, so bear with any typos. Here are some excerpts from my paper journal: August 31, 2006. Venice, Italy. We’re here!
Tomorrow we fly! Venice, Krakow, Heidelberg, and Valbonne. Three weeks of not understanding people or being able to read road signs. I’m so stoked! I don’t know how often we’ll have internet access, but if I can I’ll post updates. Meanwhile, I’ll be keeping a paper journal and will share some of the best stories
I leave one week from tomorrow to be gone almost a month. Three weeks in Europe. Then two days to recover in Dallas before the ACFW Writers Conference. Which means whatever I want to have at the conference needs to go out the door with me next Wednesday. Did you ever think about how much
Last night George and I had brownies with vanilla ice-cream, fudge sauce, and fresh peaches for dessert. It was yummy, but the biggest treat was sharing it with Katelyn and her grandmother. Faithful, long-time readers of this journal will (probably not) recall this story I wrote back in 2003 about Katelyn and Luke when they
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We arrived home yesterday after five days in the Colorado mountains where they were having a bit of a heat wave. Yeah. Almost 80 degrees for the high. I had to wear sun screen instead of a jacket when we biked from Vail Pass to Avon. Hard times. Now we’re back in the East Texas
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This is my third post of the afternoon–mostly because I had three little things to say and didn’t want to put them in one post. (Note to the esteemed Long Longbow: I know I’ve let you down in terms of update quota. I hope today’s spree will atone for past sins. And let me just
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