Eine Stippvisite
As for the weekend, the less said, the better, but it did have its moments, among them this afternoon when
thelastgoodname dropped by, and when I say "dropped by" I mean "arrived after some careful re-routing and re-scheduling." Best laid plans, mice, women; you know how it goes. I'm sure she was thrilled to learn so much about the German train system, small-town architecture, and how Real Germans Eat Dinner. No, really, she did like the Leberwurst, she listened attentively to my father's Riyadh stories, and she smiled at my mother in a sunny way. And as much as I love Papa & Mama, it was so good to see a friend again.