We're off to Europe later in the day, first to London, then on to Wiesbaden, in Germany. This is a birthday present in advance from my wonderful husband, who in addition to surprising me with this treat, has so gallantly spent the last three or four weeks working endlessly at hanging pictures, shelving books, dvds, and the rest. Two nights ago while we were at table here with a guest, he excused himself to take a pee, and evidently was so overcome with fatigue he thought to sit down for a second. About a half hour later I looked for him, saw him stretched out on his bed asleep, closed the door, told our guest that the party was over. Poor guy! Well, for the next ten days he will truly rest. We'll see some theater in London, but the real destination is a spa in Wiesbaden, a repeat of last year on Margaret Island in the middle of the Danube in Budapest. This spa will be interesting, first because it is a completely restored nineteenth century Art Nouveau masterpiece, and then because it is true to the German penchant for total nudity in mixed groups. We read with amusement some shocked comments on one of those trip sites from Americans who I guess had never encountered such a thing. I remember walking through Munich fifty or so years ago traversing the so-called "Englisher Garten" where shop clerks and office help stretched their totally nude bodies to the sun during the noon break while munching their sandwiches! Ja, es ist anders in Deutschland! This is just a long winded way to say that I shall be taking a break from my blog until probably the tenth of September.
Now it is indeed mid September, and we're back again with much to tell but too jet lagged right now.
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