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Train from Amsterdam to Prague

Oisín dropped me off at the station, with plenty of time to buy tickets and get on the train.  After driving through Germany all day, I was glad to be getting home to Prague in a few more hours before work tomorrow. I was only a little concerned because I had to change trains in Dresden Central station, but no big deal, nine minutes should be enough.  I remembered, from arriving there on Friday, it would only be 1 stop…

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Flat Fiasco

So, I moved to another really nice part of town, near Nam Miru, into a two room castle compared to my one-room deal in Mala Strana.  It took three and a half trips to move my luggage, but the trams ran right between the two places, within a block of the tram stop at each end, so my actual street time was very little. It was nice to have some amenities back.  I finally had a washer, (dryers, it seems,…

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Death Train

Outside of Metz, the train stopped, waiting on another Engine.  I was captivated by the other passengers, though the French was too fast to understand and the German incomprehensible.  The train to Frankfurt would be delayed for hours.  It gave me plenty of time to watch the social games without the benefit of understanding the particularities of the conversation. Much like a game I used to play with a fiance a long ago, watching other diners in a restaurant from…

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End of Summer Thunder

It was hot in August in Jacksonville.  Hotter still for two boys from Vermont and a sister who lived in Tahoe.  I heard the rumble of the truck down the street and came running down my steps to wave and meet my long lost best friends in the world. “Ola,”  I heard reverberating through the slam of the blue Chevy door as my sister leapt out before the thing had even come to a complete stop.  Her hair had all…

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