When we left for Rhodes last Tuesday I was wrapped up in my oversized black wool jersey shawl and Del had on a windbreaker. Here we are back in Lithuania a week later hot and tired in an unairconditioned hotel room. We arrived in Vilnius by bus from Kaunus at 4:30 this afternoon, checked in and sat for a bit before going to the Italian restaurant in the beauty salon. We each had salad and mussels Italian style. They were yummy, especially since we had not had lunch. There was not much in the way of food in the Kaunus airport, so we got a candy bar and some peanuts. Sorry, Mark and Sandy, with mussels, we could not order different dishes. They just sounded too good.
I read a headline on CNN that the government has sacked the food pyramid and embraced the food plate. I didn't read the article, so I don't quite understand it, but ours would be wierd looking today.
Question for you travelers out there. Do Europeans like stewed bacon or have we just been staying in places in Riga, Prague, Lithuania and Rhodes that serve it that way. Today I found a tiny curl of crisp bacon, less that an inch and a half long, the only crispy piece on the buffet, by the way. Feeling guilty, I broke it in half and offered half of it to Del. I would have liked this story better if he had refused the offer. Moral: Never offer to do things you really don't want to do. Of course, we all do things we don't want to do, but if you offer, you have no one to blame but yourself. So, friends, if I ever offered to do anything for any of you, I really wanted to do it. Unless I offered you the only crispy bacon or the last potato chip. Then I was hoping you would just say "no".
The ladies who prepare breakfast at our hotel in Rhodes will go back to being mostly invisible again after today. I notice that we are the only ones who thank them when we leave, or speak to them at all except to ask for something, and we certainly were the only ones who left a tip. Of course, I also was served my special hard eggs, without asking for them, before the regular eggs were put on the buffet this morning. We got there just as they were opening up, so they were still cooking.
Still reading away on the blog mystery. I kind of like it so far, even though the author clearly has a strong opinion about the dangers of gaming, blogging, invovement in synthetic communities by those who already are isolated in the real world and become more so, etc. I also relearned the origin of the word blog. Friend Mark used the term years ago and had to explain that it comes from web log. I think he got the info from son Ben, if I remember correctly.
The family is on the plane by now, headed toward Vilnius. We can't wait to see them.
The hotel is having internet issues so I am doing this on word. For some reason, Del’s computer puts a dot between each word, and it is driving me crazy. Not that it is a long drive. Some of you all probably know how to remove that, but not us. It does not show up when printed or cut and pasted. A mystery.
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