More on Bucharest, which I still can’t spell.. The mountains were beautiful when we woke of yesterday AM, but by the time we hit the huge valley after a 3 country crawl we were ready for this fine hostel. As written yesterday, I tried…unsuccessfully to blow up the kitchen and now I am back at the machine
Sammy is off with a group to explore and I will take off soon for the embassy, but a couple more comments on the city/country first
Just took a 2/3 mile walk and find a couple of things that exemplify the problems facing Bucharest as an ex soviet subsidiary, There seemed to be sewer problem in a number of the Mountain towns and villages we passed. The effluent from the antiquated disposal systems went down stream, by the time we got to the valley, those beautiful waters were a questionable greenish gray. And then the join the city’s canal system. Don’t go near the water.
THE REVOLUTION DESTRUCTION HERE IS REALLY MINIMAL, THE PROBLEM IS GENERAL DETERIORATION OF EONS OF NEGLECT. Streets and buildings have suffered, but not as much as the people. The country could use some of Paulson’s dollars, and even a few of the Obama stimulus too.
The RR bed and the roads seem to suffer the same neglect, however there was freeway construction in the Mountains and oodles of maintenance ties stacked neatly, and unused along the tracks. Ballast piles were also evident, perhaps the mountain resorts and access are more important to the decision makers
not one coffee shop
buildings in disrepair and downright dangerous
a messy/dirty public park
a lovely canal that can not have boats because of too low bridges
Traffic of the oldest cars I have seen since we started, Cabs through out the trip have been clean and tend to Mercedes and BMW’s, and these were all in socialist countries, but here it is much different, I even notice the older folks walk like they are all tired out
ROMANIA SUFFERED THRU NAZIS, COMMUNISM AND A VERY DIRTY DICTATOR BEFORE THEY REVOLTED
I think/hope they will regain some life under the current socialist democracy, there is a growing market economy that will probably deteriorate like ours, but hope springs eternal, unfortunately there is a hell of a lot of rebuilding to do
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We were leaving the Krakow station when a jovial drunk stepped up as we were about to check the hostel desk and started a speak in English on his home, close clean and cheap, the same price as dorms. It was/is and other than his constant patter, most satisfactory. We met his long suffering wife, a fine woman who has tolerated him for 35 years. We accepted the room, had tea and tolerated his continuing monologue
After too many tales of past guests and a few more vodkas for him and TMI we went for a walk. The city is beautiful and more enjoyable without his too long and garbled commentary. We found a lovely plaza, a beautiful fountain and a good meal……no cooking privileges. Also checked ….unsuccessfully for wifi, checked a recommended hostel and decided to stay put.
The city is ancient, untouched by war, with a wartime industry, we will investigate today More of my black humor with apologies. But TED had the audacity to be proud that Hitler spared Krakow and claimed it as a future home for the 3rd riche???? This is a man who spent 6 years as a Toronto cab driver. His only mention of Auswitch?? Was an offer to be our guide………REFUSED
I think I left Berlin’s description a bit short. It was as I remembered, impressive with its historic untouched buildings, it statuary, lovely Zoological and other parks, It’s excellent transportation system and a bustling populace with a working/middle class and a continuing building boom. The city is refurbishing its monuments, has built the most functional train terminals, but not as clean as I remember and has a million clean and new cars following strict traffic signals…..Sammy and I caught a citizens ire by ignoring the pedestrian lights.
We walked this old man’s legs off as Sammy took pictures, including her requested visit to check point Charley. It has been fixed up with a special place to view the wall and a public museum under construction. Sam bypassed the one we saw as too commercial.
We walked areas that were as white bread as Walnut Creek, saw worker apartments, and showrooms for Mercedes an Lamborghini plus a street of designer stores which all signaled a growing economy, at least for some. Sort of USA redux with sleeping bums and some tenements. But in all it was a booming capital
This is a working class neighborhood with antiquated….1800s buildings, but it mostly clean and cared for condition, The after effects of it’s communist occupation are still prevalent, but it is busy and relatively clean, and a lot of police. The walled city is as expected, clean and bustling, we are a ten minute walk from museums, cathedrals and three synagogues, what were they in the 30s and 40s????
Our trip out was as expected with German tracts in perfect condition and the train at high speed, when we hit Poland there were miles of comparable tract and many miles of slow and bumpy. The slower allowed a better look at the terrain which was a lot like lower Michigan. Some hills, a lot of Saginaw type flats and also both evergreen and hardwood forests, Much agriculture and rust bucket towns and cities. Nothing as clean and neat as Norway, even the stucco buildings had a gray effect with minimal color. The fields were a mix of fallow and small/large with some evidence of some chemical assistance but no irrigation or drainage but also some rotation. Not many truck crops and nary a flower.
Evidence about the cities showed some of the squatter poverty, but also the garden plots for city dwellers complete with tiny houses, trees and gardens, There seemed to be a great deal of dilapidated housing and some abandoned. Stucco on cinder block was in sight everywhere. The coal electric system and train loads of cinders suggested good and historical use of the waste from coal/electricity. The forests were clear cut and uniform but mostly cut in under the 8 inch growth. The short use of chemicals in the fields allowed plenty of unwanted weed growth and the loss of $$$ suggests fewer corporate farms, but free enterprise will change that. There were some smaller subsistence farms with other huge fields, but always evidence of older farming practices. Michigan/Ohio farm colleges could make a difference……..go blue
THIS IS BOTH LATER AND EARLIER. WE ARE STILL IN KRAKOW, AND WILL BE HERE FOR TWO MORE DAYS . TONIGHT I COOK A PASTA FOR OUR HOSTS
Sammy has a soft spot, drunks.
Our hosts are a couple, she has adopted. I think they are victims of the retirement scam used by Enron and the company that scammed Carl out of retirement. When the Russians left Poland the employees like Ted, the host, were scammed. He was a supervisor and like many, his retirement left with the Russians. So we stay another night, the hosts got morning$$$$$$$ for shopping and we leave tomorrow.
We did the salt mine. A tour of a mine operative until 1998 and started in 12th century. It is a state operation and a big tourist income…..together with the silent industry of the Nazis……NEVER AGAIN…….EXCEPT FOR DARFOR, NIGERIA AND A FEW OTHERS
We visit that industry today
On the visit down I was reminded of Hamtramick and my last visit. The city was the Rust Bucket center of the USA as it was devastated by the demise of USA auto. As we passed thru many cities the ravages of the rust bucket and socialist economy became blatantly evident. Deteriorated factories, stations is disrepair and tracks that slowed us to a crawl. There were bright spots, however, as we also saw large productive agriculture and a booming lumber industry, neat garden plots, busy retail areas and often oodles of car traffic. It seemed like the country was fighting back, and then came untouched and beautiful Krakow.
This old city where we live is a picture of old Europe with the bustle of a clean and prosperous city, buildings 2/3/4 centuries old and interspersed with a few renovated apartments that look a bit out of place, although there was effort to keep the old walled city historically correct. The place seems like one big park together with well kept buildings loaded with statuary, new windows and well maintained exteriors. If this home is an example, however, some of these antique exteriors house similar antique apartments, similar to Harrington’s OTHER AMERICA. And that still exists.
Where Berlin fountains were loaded with trash, these are places of beauty, pleasure and havens of fun for little kids. Mother and dads watch as kids have a ball. We listen and watch the joy over good food at good prices. Food out is at about the same level as home, with a range from the ever present MickyDs to the Manitou and beyond.
Sam is in the sack, so keep suffering thru the blog and blabbering
Back to the salt mine
The tour was my usual nightmare as the young, competent leader, spoke to the three in front of her and the 40 of the rest of us heard a jumble of words. Every now and then I got a century right so I then was able to put time and technology together with the depths of the mine usually available on the wall. The girl was a hell of a lot better than my hearing and deserved and received the attention of many of my 40 associates. Sammy got a hoard of pictures as we decended and saw tons…literally….of statutes of salt ranging from the pope to feudal images of
Villages, horses, workers, jeweled ballrooms, elves and panoramas of mine operations. The extraction of marble was a side industry and it was evident that the states attention to history was included at every level. When the product was extracted, art and history were added. The translucence of the salt and marble was in evidence everywhere as well placed lighting helped us see the veins of salt and marble,
It was hand and back technique until about 1850 when manpower was replaced. There were amazing examples of a labyrinth of pulleys and ropes thru out. Water and then distillation was replaced with crushing as the immense nature of the mine became evident. Hand star drill alla South America together with slab removal thru water logged wedges were the norm, back labor was the tool of need. Wages were adequate, I did not inquire about the contribution of the Auswitch industry.
The introduction of dynamite was also in the 19t century to be later followed by hydrolics but the markings on the walls constantly gave a chilling reminder of the sweat that went into the entire operation.
The timbered walls and overhead of the tunnels were extremely well designed identifying attention to safety. I did not and should have inquired about the math of injuries and deaths.Curt, remember the well kept records of 5 million and no retirement as no one survived the mines after 55. Neither did I get age and longevity data.
The size of the tunnels, use of horses, cart tracks and just the enormity of the place seems to give evidence of technology far superior to the Perue mines. There the 17 levels had no stairs, wood supported tunnel, or technology, only backs and muscles, from 11 year olds up until they joined the ranks of the 5 mill
The timber work and the fitting of the vertical and horizontal logs was fine work. In fact there was one large statuary exhibit devoted to the carpenters.
Use of water was also evident as there were huge pools where the salinity prevented death by drowning, except in one instance where a group got caught in a no way out tunnel . I should probably work on survival data, given the technology of the rest of the mine, its history and the state’s involvement. At any rate the town has not only survived but thrived, it has withstood two wars to end all wars and is still untouched. Also it currently has a wall of history around the old town, excellent, streets, thruways, mass transit and all whistle clean and busy. We have seen name stores, well dressed and busy people, a lot of fine cars and few with age or bumps, well preserved buildings a terminal similar to Norway and all in all a beautiful place to be
TODAY IT IS A NEEDED VISIT TO REMEMBER. NEVER AGAIN
The visit is delayed, but Sammy just got up to help me, plus it took five stops and an hour and a half to find meat for tonight’s pasta. Sammy decided we would stay another day and I have the sauce prepared after the search, two stores for garlic, a stand for veggies and four failed stores plus six directions including two travel agencies and a grocery for a meat store, found three blocks from the apartment.
We will get underway shortly for either Auswitch or photo shoots and here they are numerous. In the main square there is a community concert set up and a host of temporary shops like an art fair. Most are tourist and trinket stops, but some have fair craft articles, but the purchases just add weight and not
A NEW TRAVEL EXPERIENCE
After a depressing Auswich trip, all hell broke loose at the drunk’s house, buy now all is well
An experience worse than Dachau for me, the enormity of numbers, the vivid photos and descriptions plus the actual being their was overpowering. 115, mill Jews exterminated Plus thousands of others. Being in the area of death was depressing as was the knowledge of our destination, but when I entered the actual barracks knowing the progression to ultimate death, the result was too much. The gate, work will make you free, to the final ovens and crematory was a journey that drew tears, shame, and a reinforcement of my atheism that I felt throughout my body….and NEVER AGAIN… became an illusion. We still have not learned as we allow, and even assist in genocide. The we is USA as we turn our backs on Africa, belatedly intervened in Bosnia and then sit back while sunnies and shites massacre each other.
Yes it was a bad trip
From the entry movie showing the Eastern Army’s liberation to the closing the gate as two of the last to leave, it was a bad trip
The Poles have done an excellent job of preservation of the atrocity with well placed and explicit information both as guides for the experience and explanations of the painful displays. These were in Polish, Yiddish and English. The explanations, however, were all but absent in barrack #27 which is a Jewish memorial museum. There the walls of photos and artifacts had no/few descriptions and none were needed. A dirge and a Cantors voice was a more than adequate atmosphere of remembrance. Especially vivid was a steel sculpture depicting a furnace with souls rising out of the furnace into a light…truly a heart/soul/brain and physical experience, NEVER AGAIN. It should be a mandatory experience for all people,
The entire museum was dark with all black walls, DC”S Holocaust museum revisited in one overpowering moment. The grave stone at the steps of #27 was piled with remembrance stones, mine too.
When one does a bit of math and finds that 115 mill were exterminated and the 56,000 survivors were forced marched to their “freedom” in January it gives a skewed image of war and victory. Military/combat decisions take precedence over humanity…NO WAR
Sammy and I walked to the station and got a train that was a Tunnerville trolley, a 2 hour ride back and half that out. We walked in the apartment at damn near 11 and were expected at 9 and started to heat up the meal I had prepared before we left….Then all hell broke loose.
The wife came out drunk and screaming that we owed 400 more Zs, which was not correct, before leaving I had made a special bank trip, paid the bill, got groceries, prepared the meal and on departure we were treated like family. Nancy’s constant reminder that we were in a foreign country kicked in. With a drunken couple screaming Polish and Ted’s English, plus his stupid and ineffectual macho, I responded with 400Zs and said we were leaving NOW!!!!!
The last train in our book was missed, but Nancy’s Cook schedule reminder got us, unfortunately, back to the train station to find, at midnight, the only way out toward Prague was a 3 AM with a 9AM change. Thanks to Sammy’s navigation we got to a Hostel, crashed and here we are at 930 and Sammy has another 30 minutes in the sack, We will leave our gear here, 5 blocks to the station and meet there for our Prague departure. I am on the way to the Jewish ex ghetto, now a fashionable area and then to the cemetery and Schindler’s factory while Sammy also does the city for photo shoots. She got plenty at Auschwitz and also at a timed fountain where children were getting wet, and a few adults too. Unfortunately her prime contest winning shot is of me sleeping on a train with my fly open. Thank you Winston, “ a dead bird does not leave the nest”
. A NEW DAY IN PRAHA
AFTER SAMS EXCELLENT NAVIGATION WE GOT ANOTHER DAY IN KRAKOW
And then on to the night train, sans food, no diner and we were there on time, next time I think Nancy and Curt have the best suggestion, at least give ourselves 30/60 minutes to take care of business. We got first class, but only a compartment, no bunk. The three seats were ideal for me, but poor Sam suffered and now making up for the lost sleep. The conductors were at her door too damn often but as usual I slept soundly thru it all.
A TOTALLY DIFFERENT DAY FOR ME. I NEEDED IT AFTER AUSCHWITZ
It was a lovely day. First was visit to the old Jewish cemetery. There was no need for one in WW11. Then a trip to the new ghetto and an excellent breakfast. The NEW ghetto still has three synagogues and a fine museum with little mention of the Holocaust
APOLOGIES, BUT I DO NOT HAVE THE SKILLS OR DESIRE TO DO THE SPELL CHECK, WITH MINE THERE IS AN ITEM BOBBY ADDED AND
I WAS GETTING ABLED TO DO IT, NOW I AM SNAPPING IN ON SAMS, PLEASE SUFFER THRU
THE NEW GHETTO is a posh high rent area that has top style and $$$$ names. Walnut Creek/Danville C ARTIER, PRADA. ROLLEX ETC.
LEAVING THE GHETTO I went to an absolutely excellent museum, the best I have been in including Chicago’s Rosenwalt and Mexico’s Folk. This one brought me back to humanity after The Auswitzch experience. If possible see the Schindler!!!!!
I had four plus hours and still had more to see and absorb, but time was called at six.
The museum not only included eyewitness testimony on the man’s greatness, but historically followed how he achieved the impossible by brazenly facing the top command with requests that were met. He hustled both farms for food for his people but also used the black market. His folks took home cookware from his multifunctional plant, with permission, and then traded for more food to assist the neighbors
When he moved to Czechoslovakia he had his entire staff moved too, claiming the need for expertise. He fed his slave workers too, and claimed that once trained he needed them, at that time he had gone into bomb timers, no argument from above.
Timely wake up for Sammy, The laptop went on reserve and I shut it off just as Sammy woke up. I now have the charger on and I can keep making mistakes
The Schindler museum also had a complete section on Krakow, superior from others. It used everything from sculpture to trash, films depicting the mass street round ups and the inhumanity of the Nazis with firing of weapons into crowds and truck/train convoys, sirens and screams. There were tons of special exhibits of pre/post Nazi life even including a streetcar with us as passengers. The historical portion included Krakow life from clothing to the mock ups of rooms once the rural refugees, families and the displaced started to crowd in. The uprisings were utilized as were the round ups in retaliation. Actual signs, underground papers and photos of the guerrilla heroes. To say complete is an understatement. A Schindler visit is not to be missed
TO THE TRAIN. I think the conductors just wanted to see Sam. Hell we never had that problem, except once when the troops barged in and Nancy saved my skin by shushing me up before I could really screw up the trip
All is well here, the machine keeps running in spite of two finger, cramped pinkies, poor spelling and continuing the context and continuity game for the long suffering readers
We have a neat/messy central city Hostel within our price range even tho it cost 7 euro to wait until an reservation from the Info booth was secured.
After a free breakfast I took off, Sammy typed and slept and I had a beautiful day. This city is I remembered and better, Nancy and I were wet as hell, roaming about lost until we saw a garbage man pull up to the President’s garage and then backed out without sirens, no gates, walls, shooting except a thanks…Speaking of thanks…………Nancy Lee you are LOVED….HUGS. And other good news, CitiBank Krakow helped solve the card/pin issue
So my day has been great After talking to 4 police, 6 storekeepers, 4 info experts, I found the Black Madonna, right where Nancy took us the first visit. The clock draws an appreciative applauding crowd like a sundown and green spot on the malacon, Charles Bridge, the plazas, cathedrals and buildings were as expected, only more tourists. I got to listen to damn good blues and jazz in CHEZ with the same excitement as Norway, only this time the oral music was in CHEZ not English, but the toneation, guttural sounds and happy horns, strings and drums were all the same, There was a washboard on the bridge that should have a contract in New Orleans or Memphis and a Banjo on a plaza who would get applause on the grand old opera
Tomorrow night it is a Symphony, a balcony seat, yes I am cheap. Sammy, however will have better shots than in the cheap seats and SRO
The walk and fun of navigating was great, but my guide is on the move and more later
HUGS, THANKS HEAPS, HEALTH AND HAPPINESS FOR ALL
BACK AGAIN, SAM’S REQUEST IS TO WAKE UP BEFORE I LEAVE, TODAY WILL BE HER PHOTO SHOOT AND I WILL TRY FOR THE USA EMBASSY TO CHECK OUT EXCELON OPTIONS
After finally finding the Black Madonna I ran into two Nuns, asked them if they had seen the Black Madonna and they said NO, WHEN ASKED IF THEY WOULD LIKE TO THEY RESPONDED NO, WE ARE FROM GERMANY. So what do NUNS look for on a trip??
Got back to the Hostel and Sammy was here. She got wifi and communication with home, while I got visuals of a great city. As we left together for Charles Bridge and beyond she became more and more impressed with the city, we agree it is the most beautiful we have visited. A Greek salad …no pepperocini or olives, Greek? Sam had an excellent goulash, the gravy and dumplings, were shared and appreciated. That was after visiting a bunch of places and then A CONE FOR SAM….EXCELLENT.
Sam’s request, after her battery died, was that I wake her before I leave in the AM. There is no way that she wants to miss this place. She will take one of the Madonna for me. This place has a view, no matter where we are, even doors, doorways and windows let alone cathedrals and Charles. Sam was especially impressed with a cello trio on the bridge. I had listened to them earlier and stayed thru two more sets while Sam ran her battery down. In that it was dark, an excellent meal, the river and the boats and other than missing Nancy Lee, it was a hell of an experience.
Back at the Hostel a couple of games and to bed, except for a locked door and a gaggle of girls back from an exciting pub crawl, abrogated by no door key and a pursuing pack of macho men, it was a fine night/day….AND SAMMY IS UP SO I AM GONE
A new day, weekends and no embassy so the day was spent with a Sunday AA and then all sorts of exploration, just plain beauty and antiquity. Even the new construction is lovely. We go to a concert tonight and I do believe Sam is as excited as I. The Municipal hall is gorgeous, Sam took pictures of everything. The crowd was mostly tourists, the music opened with Vivald FOUR SEASONS and from then on we were entranced. THE MAESTRO WAS ALSO the soloist. He took three bows and never gave the cello her due. The first violin tried to compensate as she nudged him, but he was too satisfied with himself… As a soloist he needs to check in to Interlochen as a Maestro he needs lesson from the Baras
But it was a great evening. We also had gypsy and Hungarian dances and a dirge as a break.
A short walk to the hostel, a block and more cribbage. Tonight we leave at 11:23, Sam is on a river photo shoot and I am in a Burger king. We will meet on the track for Budapest I will get us a compartment and play sleep with a poncho and then watch for her. The night trains are crowded with youth…WHAT IN HELL IS THIS OLD FART DOING HERE.???
OH YES BACK TO THE MEDICATION. After a nooner..AA I got the info on a clinic and pharmacy. Three great walks. And I shot blanks, but the views were tremendous, new territory. Four pharmacies with necessary option of waiting for an order, till six and get a doctors prescription in the interim. I did not mind the time factor, but a fifth pharmacy assured me no deliveries…I chose to try Budapest. The Physician I checked wanted 60 US, I was reminded of Nancy in tears in Portugal…she had run out of Thyroid medication 3 days ago. On to a bus and a stop at a pharmacy, sent to a doc, a 50 US signature and 10 US for the medication and no more tears. I have patches for another week and will get help ASAP. Bobby, hold the mail and I will contact you in Budapest, Bucharest or where ever I get set up.. I think it means a quick doc and pharmacy trip on arrival with time for a delivery
Back to good times. Sam prepared a mighty tasty salad tonight with healthy goodies. I stoke up on Hostel free breakfasts….cheep traveler that I am… Cheese ham and coffee plus watered down juice is not Sam’s favorite, but she is doing damn good on a Grandpa grouch trip.
She is now doing her favorite time of the day shoots on the river
Yesterday and today I explored and shot blanks on medication while she took a day pass on the trams. We met at the clock right on time
By the way she is 24 games out…..Michele are you good for her tab???? She told me she had taken lessons from her American Cribbage Association Dad. He took lessons from Katy on our wedding anniversary
There is an outstanding colored display of European Wildlife and specific locations that are endangered with climate change, over hunting, fishing, development and the usual damn foolishness……KAREN GOSLING, you are appreciated. Your work is helping here and home
The photography was spell binding, I spent about four wet hours and did not miss an exhibit
I forgot…the concert hall was a museum of art and marble construction I also took in the Jewish ghetto and a couple of more synagogues and still can’t spell correctly
Off to the right track where I will meet Sam in about a half hour and then on to more adventure, I do think it will be a better sleep for Sam, she got bothered all night on the Krakow train, tonight she will cover up and I hope sleep better
Bothered she was, again. But after a few hour nap while I scouted for med…unsuccessfully….I am back at the ranch and Sam is hustling groceries. After that salad last night I will give her the appetite and take what she will prepare
Budapest had a few tramp camps but also very large, communist type apartment blocks on the way in. Also great corporate grain fields with evidence of managed farming
New factories with some evidence outside the city of rust bucket, but they seem busy now. I had a host of perfunctory problems today, no meds yet but hope springs eternal
I found a most helpful pharmacy and some great tourist sights, the Danube and parliament plus impressive statuary and government buildings, some striking old architecture surrounded by new, glass, aluminum monstrosities, I have noticed thru out that the old buildings have new double pane windows with modernized version of the swing outs with wood or plastic/aluminum frames which keep the weather out and heat it
There have also been individual ceramic room heaters with various artistic chimneys and wood piles in the living areas
I digress…Damn perfunctories. After the very helpful pharmacist I got to the right address…door locked and pointed around a corner, I went and got in, One helpful and one secretary busy with smiles and giggles. A nice guy comes up and says red building next door. I go. Man at front shakes his head, no Neurologist, spelling by kind pharmacist. I get pointed to Godzilla who explodes and starts swearing in English, grabs the phone and dials, out comes Godzilla 2 screams in Hungarian and writes an address. Stamps out. A neat telephone worker comes up and apologizes for his co worker s and proceeds to give me Docs name and current address….he did not make friends with his help, It was 4 so back to the ranch and Sammy in a dress, a first for me.
I start laundry and Sam is off for groceries and I hope another great salad
Tomorrow it is meds again and also embassy. I am not making a lot of headway, but I sure see a lot of the city.
I think Sam will hit the streets ASAP, and I will get to the laundry
THANKS AND HUGS
Another day and a good meal of Sam’s eggs and fruit. This Hostel costs more for the second day, a practice we have found in 3 countries. I found another pharmacy and new directions to a hospital, I will try now and will be on my way to try and get the meds, also to the embassy today. Sam and I will do a day pass on the trams etc and check out the sights, the castle , synagogue? Etc. Allis well, Sam will try another washer. My try ended up with clean but dripping cloths that are now trying to dry hanging here in the room on windows door and radiators. Two pretty Hollanders here with Sam and this old man.
With a watch that now works I see I have about a month left, Time flies when you are having fun. Great trip and lost 2 this AM
I HOPE WE FIND A WIFI TODAY, I STILL HAVE NORWAY TO THANK
HAPPINESS AND HEALTH