February 09, 2004
The Weekend
Not Even for the Birds
I saw an old friend, Beth Held, on Friday night. It was good to hear that she finished her college degree, and has a new job. I was just a little sorry to hear that she was still working for the City. I brought my collection of photos. I am using the Adobe photo album to organize and display them. I hope to be able to put the good ones on my web site one day.
Yesterday, I went to a Rødspætte Klubben. It was great to see so many of my old friends: Kim and Liz; Manja and Jørn; and so many more. They have changed the music venue. No more old guys playing an accordion and a fiddle; nor more polkas; now it is a small blues and rock group. Thank-god, they knew not to blow our ears off, plus they sounded pretty darn good. The aquavit (schnapps) and gammel Dansk tasted good, the kringle was better, and the fish, the Rødspætte, was great.
I got to get out of this place!
The cold and snow outside is the bane of my existence today.
So I am heading south. Not even the birds can take this weather. The next time I write, I will be in Mississippi.
Hi Bill,
It sounds like we may both be in Mexico at the same time - I'll be near Ensenada on the Baja while you're on your way toward the center of Mexico. I will be substituting the cool ocean breezes and the otherwise warm air and the dust for the snow, salt and sand, and cold air of Minnesota.
I went through Memphis, Jackson, etc. driving to New Orleans in November. Mississippi has the nicest rest stop I've ever seen (coming in from the north). I'm not expecting anything like that between San Diego and Ensenada.
Take Care,
Rod