Ummka... what I know is that I dislike champagne... I have never needed to dress my drinks with effervescence ... I like them as they come. Do you drink champagne?
Thank you, aRrAe ... It's intriguing, but it's like I have to learn to go past the language barrier. I feel inept with that. Smiling a lot seems to be working wonders for me tonight... a singer in one of the bars wanted me to sing a duet with him, I had to insist I am too shy... OR there was not enough wine involved at that point.
Mike, I am cleverer than the average bear... and I have gone for a hat trick now. So far, I have been intoxicated in the Czech Republic and now in Germany... consistency if nothing else.
Virgo... clearly you do not use hotel computers. The programming is limited, but the keyboards are just weird. This happened in Canada last year too with the French keyboards.
It is another wonderful opportunity, I am still living on the memories from travel I did last year. This however might be my last long trip... My next travels might be simply going to Queensland, to New Zealand, to Vietnam... I am looking forward to seeing a few places in particular.... Germany, Scotland AND Ireland.
Yes, I liked the chain too... I have always taken photos of old doors, they fascinate me... perhaps I associate them with 'opportunity'.
Simmo... I had to laugh when you said the house in tatters, there are a few things out of place, but I can't cope if things are in complete disarray. IF you were to walk into my home, you would probably not realise I am renovating.
I was in Melbourne from Sunday to Wednesday morning, I was going to suggest coffee on Sunday night, BUT things went awry and I arrived in Melbourne fairly late, so it's a good thing I refrained. AND I worked 14 or so hours a day.
I will be sure to give you the highlights when I get back
I smiled when I read this and thought of the classic Pink Floyd song--
"Wish You Were Here"
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain. Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage? How I wish, how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year, Running over the same old ground. What have we found? The same old fears. Wish you were here.
It's interesting that we collect memories differently. I always thought that I would have the clarity I did in my youth; but as more and more is crammed into my synapses, I struggle to remember moments with clarity. Photographs have become a saving grace for me... and realising that, perhaps, my life is not about what I have already experienced... but what's to come.
This week I came in contact with dozens of new people and all of them mentioned how easy going and happy I am to be around. I think that inner-child is in all of us. I often say that laughter is the best stress relief and we should all partake of it.
I have no doubt that at times Non, you like to lose yourself in child-like behaviour.
Interesting read, Non. I struggled with online dating... in fact, the very thought repulsed me. A couple of friends insisted I tried it... I am no longer sure whether I hold the experience against both of them. :)
The identity bit is difficult, I struggle with that. In a world where I work in the public arena... this was not easy.
RE: norway
Bogart... for you, of course...While I was putting ingredients together...
Then the drying process thereafter.. I can't show you the eating process, as it was consumed at a Christmas party I held last year.