Oh for fuck’s sake! Even with modern day calendering in my pocket at all times I have managed to double book myself tonight. I have signed up for a two-week German grammar class, of which I will miss the second week because I failed to consult my calendar and see that I will be on my way to Germany next Wednesday, and last week I RSVPed for the Alliance Theatre’s “Salon and Happy Hour” tonight. Given the close proximity of the two events, if they didn’t completely overlap I would be able to pull off the double play; but they do, so I can’t. Dangen!
I called the Alliance Theatre and unRSVPed for their event.
A Plan For Germany Is Starting To Form
Yesterday I booked two nights in a private room (with shared bathrooms) in hostel in Heidelberg. Why Heidelberg? Well, because I hear that it’s nice and it is on my path from DÃ¼sseldorf to Vienna. Now I need to figure out what I want to do while I am in Heidelberg.
I will have two more days available before I need to be in Vienna. I know that I will be traveling by train to another city before heading to Vienna, but am not sure to which city I will be traveling. MÃ¼nchen (Munich) is a possibility, but I may want to save that for a longer-term visit in the future. Besides, if I go to a smaller town I will be forced to converse in German.
I Braved The Rain To Buy A Rain Cover
After leaving work, doing a strenuous workout at LA Fitness in Ansley Mall, and getting a pre-vacation trim of the hairs, I headed up I-85 to REI to buy a rain cover for my backpack. For some reason I feel as if I am going to encounter more rain during this trip to Germany than I did in the previous two. I will be bringing a rain jacket, and now that I have a rain cover for my backpack I should be okay. In the worst case I can also buy an umbrella while I am there. It seems almost obscene that I paid $35 for the rain cover made by the same manufacture of the bag I own, Osprey, but if it’ll keep the water out of my bag then it’ll be money well spent.
The Case Of The Fallen Poop
When I was going to put on my daily backpack the other day I notice that it had bird poop on one of the straps, on the inside of the strap! For the life of me I couldn’t figure out how this happened. When I was doing laundry I noticed one of my shirts still had a matching bird poop mark. The only thing I can surmise is that I must have been struck on the shirt with poop, never noticed this, and transferred some to the inside of the backpack strap by putting it on. Ewww.
Make it a great Wednesday!