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John woke one morning with the words 'pools of sorrow, waves of joy' going through his head. He sat down and wrote the whole song almost at once.
There's a fantastic Beatles fansite I frequent: Dm's beatle forums. The people are great, so many young fans. It is awesome seeing the pictures of the lads that fans post off the Net.
That's so cool, I'll have to check it out.
OK, so:
It's Northwest Airlines And it's Flight 1540 It will be interesting to write And tell you the story
Of planes and of ships And those neat little deals All rolling around Like the spokes on a wheel
Esta donde banyo? Is my first bit of Spanish And I think it's cool It rhymes with Moira Vanish
I managed to write more In Magic of Letters It's All Down But Nine And it could be much better
Alas though it's there And "There" is a place I'm glad that I'm here In this virtual space
I'm with you in The Beatles Land right now, Stevie
Moira Vanish is extremely everywhere and nowhere in All Down But Nine
The things people do to learn to rrroll their r's.
In my practice, I've found some unusual videos.
The following one in particular is interesting and I even learned about the unfortunate name given to a light bulb company that wound up moving into Poland.
In Polish, the company's name is Osram, which apparently means "to shit".
So I thought to myself. Holy Shit!! They still kept it? Yes, they wouldn't back down on that one. Good for you, Osram, stick to your guns. That's what I say.
And then I learned that
One traveller in Denmark was very confused: the stores appeared to be having "slut sales" everywhere, they were actually having "closing" sales.
The time now is 4:55 am Alberta time, but it's 12 55 here in Amsterdam.
Everything is very much English here from what I can gather so far.
We're about to get on the plane for Barcelona.
We had a Heinekin in the Constellation Bar and were priveleged to be driven to the point of madness with "Mind yor step", with a British lilt of sorts. There she goes again, "Mind yor step"...
I'll check in again later when we get to Spain.
I hope you don't wind up having "Mind yor step" caught in your head all day.
What are you doing do me?! First you all lead me into Solent Green and then reference a movie, you screen elites no doubt have all seen, but this poor wayfaring stranger doesn't know...
And then... and then the whole world comes crashing in-- what with security checks and traveling ahead in time and whatnot.
Lord knows about "whatnot". That's always the worst.
So tonight we had tappas. I completely dig champanions with the lemon and garlic and we went from place to place and apparently, we are much like the locals.
It figures. You can get away from your locality, but you can't get away from your roots.
Truly, if I could just roll my "r's", things would be very fine.
Quite fine, as a matter of fact.
Do the Spanish say, "Quite fine, as a matter of fact?"
Hmmm... Has that mysterious recorded sound from the woman's voice on the movelator, saying, "Mind yor step..."
Anyways friends, we've got the World Congress tomorrow and I'm completely spent.
...in regards to Mike's comment, I would agree. If the trip leads anywhere near Eastern Europe, don't take travel advice from any Russians...
You know what, come to think of it, I did see that movie, but my memory isn't always the greatest. I will watch it when I get back.
Wow, Simplyscripters, I just have so much to tell you and time is short at the moment, but yesterday we went to the Gothic Cathedral and I just can't say enough, but more than that, my new friend, Marina, took me around so close and told me so many things that I would never have known. Not only regarding the area, but kabbalistic meaning.
Not inside the cathedral, but outside, in the narrow streets, we laughed and laughed and went into a little deli style cafeteria and got together with another Spanish friend, Virgil, (Virgeel), a fabulous new brother of mine. I am in completely awestruck.
We had congress at Rosa and Luc's house, such wonderful people and even not knowing a lot of Spanish, I began to learn and we were actually all talking around the dinner table. Words cannot express my gratitude.
Later, Dave will help me to convert picture files and I will post as avatar or have to learn to post otherwise in Simply. Not sure how.
I am currently on the Nor. Jade and we've just set off after a big ordeal in the process of bording, doing "the drill" and unpacking.
We have a quaint little cabin with a balcony; so we can go outside and get fresh air.
I've got an acupuncture session scheduled for tomorrow and lots of spa time with a full body massage the next "sea day". Tomorrow, will be at our first P.O.C. in Rome.
Sending you lots of thoughts. It was just such a busy day with more early morning touring in Barcelona that I truly am in need of some spa and chill time.
Lovely to meet people and tour, but very hard on the senses at times. Time for a spiritual retreat.
Today was a "sea day". We had breakfast in the Garden Restaurant which is a huge open restaurant for dining at any time you please except in the night. For night time dining a person needs to go to the Blue Lagoon restaurant. We haven't been there yet.
I'll keep this short because I have only so many minutes, but I can tell you this. As I write, I'm floating upon the Meditteranean Sea, the sky is between light and dark-- it's dusk. And I'm at a little desk near my balcony and Dave is telling me now that I'm facing Northeast. The waters look a steely grey to me and a dark green black to Dave.
There's the odd whitecap which is a wave that crests with foam. The sky is grey with the odd patch of white coming through. Kind of that sad kind of lonely image you might get in your mind sometimes and also a peaceful one-- that juxtaposition between light and dark.
We will be arriving in Rome tomorrow. I am so looking forward to this.
I am very grateful that I was able to have my first acupuncture treatment and I can tell you that it was extremely amazing. Dave is going to set me up with another treatment before the cruise is done. I don't know how it works, but it really is an amazing thing. I would recommend it to anyone if you have any health issues.
I'm sending loving thoughts from the Norwegian non the Meditteranean and I will catch you on the Flip Flop my dears.
Today was an extremely busy day. One obviously will need a vacation after the vacation as always with these kinds of tours and whatnot. And you already know about "whatnot", don't you my dears.
So yes, today we arrived in Civitavecchia, docked, and drove to Italy and into Vatican City.
The tour was fast paced and we didn't have a lot of time for stopping. We took pictures on the fly and tried to maintain pace with our group on the tour.
I really think this is good for anyone who wants a good and quick overview, but really, to see it and enjoy it, you need to go back and spend at least a few days in Rome. More, actually. A week at least, I'd say.
Nevertheless, the fact that we can think of going again and dreaming about it is a wonderful thing. It's really strange though because I think I left part of my heart in Barcelona.
The highlight for me besides the tour of St. Pete r's Basillica and the Sistine Chapel was our Italian Meal before going to the Colliseum. It was truly wonderful to get together with people from Virgin Islands, and New York and Buffalo and to talk over vino and typical Italian pasta and actually what was a nice plate of food that wasn't overdone-- just the right amount.
We're going to a comedy show tonight; so I'll say arrivaderchi my friends, until manuana.
The waves (Dave tells me they're called swells- learn something new every freakin' day) and lightning are freaking me out right now!
Please God ease up with the roller coaster ride.
We're in the Ionian Sea-- cape seritavento or "something or another" the dot where we are is right over the printing on the television screen; so I can't make out what.
Last night, when I took a pill to knock myself out, the waves were reaching 18 ft according to our monitor. It was really rough, but I managed to get knocked out and get "some kind of rest" ...
...and in the morning I met Father Don from Wescheschire-- just outside of Toronto- (unsure of spelling) and he said that around 12 midnight the waves were hitting 40 ft. ... He said that he took Dramamine and hit the hay, but was really sick.
Alls I can tell you is that when we were about to knock ourselves out with prescription drugs, the waves were really harsh and according to our ship's television, the swells were reaching 18 ft. A lot of people were very sick last night. Thank God-- although I felt awful, I didn't get to the point of nauseous. That's not pleasant and I know that it was hell for a lot of us last night.
For myself, although I felt very weird in my head and body, I wasn't sick to my stomach.
It was a very positive experience to have had acupuncture and full body massage. Who knows? Might that have helped? I don't know, but I will definitely try and keep contact with our doctor on board and my therapist. If they come to Canada, they can stay at our house.
The positive side to this is that when I write a "ship's log or any "ship experience" it will be reaL from an experiential point of view.
To imagine that I was going up 40 ft. in the air and then down over and again is something that I will have to learn to comprehend. Thanks to God I was given strength to make it through. I'd definitely advise people of this possibility in the future; so if you're going on ship, you might want to get a prescription just in case. If you're lucky, you'll be like me and not need anything more than Vocka, but if you''re not a drinker, then you can take something to make you feel better.
We were so very blessed today:
When we finally got off and had the clearance in Greece, we met who was our "Guardian Angel" in Greece. His name is Dimitris, and he took us to the Acropolis, to the city, to the changing of the guard and to a wonderful sea side restaurant where we had two bottles of wine a crisp Greek salad and sea bass as our meal with not only the pleasantries of the meal, but gentlemen who personally escorted me across the street to where the washroom was. ...
You see, our eating place was on what had been an old wharf a long time ago, but they had transformed it so as that now, we have a cover and glassed in area to dine in so very comfortably. The actual "cooking area with the restrooms is across the street.
We dined on the water across from the old home of Jackie Onassis.
* Alright everyone,
My thoughts as usual are with you. It's so wonderful to be able to meet friends around the world... AND!!! ...
DIMITRIS!!! GOD BLESS YOU MY DEAR BROTHER AND THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!
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