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Trier, One Day isn’t Nearly Enough

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A portion of the breakfast spread at our hotel. This one is definitely different from the the first few we stayed in, in that its décor is what might be called ultramodern. Interesting juxtaposition,  seeing that Trier was originally a Roman Capital City in the late 300’s. Guess many of those Roman buildings were ultramodern for their time, so what goes around comes around. Big flush, big button. Little flush, little button. A great way to save water. I suspect it would never catch on the US for reasons similar to why the masses rejected the much better metric system of measurement. It would be just too hard for Americans to learn which button to push. If you’ve been to Europe you might have already guessed what I will be talking about. Otherwise, the netball is one of two that we use for a washcloth since there is no such thing in any of the hotels we stay at. Maybe the big American chain hotels in Europe have them, but we have to do without or do with something else. Th...

A "Verry" Interesting Day

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The hacking of our because-we-can.net website turned out to be a false alarm. It was most certainly not there and that pretty girl that wanted you to go to places that you really didn’t want to go was really there. The problem was that our billing came due and got messed up somehow. We had paid the bill ahead before we left for Europe, but there was still a problem. All is fixed now and we are as good as ever with no damage done, other the website than being off line for about 36 hours. Add in the fact that we couldn’t receive any email during that time and it was doubly exasperating. As I said before, we are glad we decided to just use the  Blogger account to post while in Europe. Now if I could just learn how to use all the little things in Windows LiveWriter, I would be a happy boy. And everyone says blogger is easy to use. Not when you’ve always used html to write your blog it isn’t. Guess it’s just the old dog and new tricks thing. This was our key to our room in St. Goar...