Dorint Novotel Kaiserslautern

... deterrent to Germans or a violation of German health codes. By the time we noticed them, we had already asked for a piece of cheesecake, two cakes down from the buggy cake, a coffee, and a hot chocolate. None of it was very good, but it wasn’t exactly as bad a Tracy made it out to be. She was just tired and cranky.

I would like to return to Worms to see more of it. Circumstance nearly precluded the ability to experience the richness this city has to offer.

It's been a Daddy and Dante week while Mommy has been in France on assignment. Dante's poor, anxious doggy brain, missing her mommy, has a tendency to slip into bouts of depression. I haven't had much better a time of it, either, to tell the truth. We both like Tracy to be around, so when she's not, we lean on each other for support. This ...

... with the animals until sometime on Saturday.

Today I signed up for the Mountaineer Gym, a big exercise center on post. I see they have yoga class for FREE!!! so you'd better believe I'll be doing that. Lots of good classes for free. Okay, back to the dissertation. Enjoy the photos!

... lease we decide to move on to another option that Tracy's German secretary had told her about - a converted country house from the 19th century. Unfortunately, I forgot to bring my memory card with me today so that I could upload the photos I've taken. Those will come tomorrow of the next day. For now, I have only four photos for you, each taken at our house.

Yesterday morning I baked a homemade blueberry pie (with ...

... on infinitely upward. It looked genuinely magical, like something out of a Tolkein book. Winding around the low mountain (I would classify it as a 'cerro' in Spanish, since I don't know what to call it in English) we fianally arrived to an enormous old school house that had been converted into an antique store. The tiny town was called Schneeweiderhof and you might have a difficult time locating it on even a detailed map. But thanks to this blog you can see pictures of it ...

On my way I stopped in Kaiserslautern, a small city in the Pfalz area where my dad lived for a few years while in the military and also the home of my favorite soccer team. I got there just as the sun was setting and so was only able to go up to the soccer stadium and make a quite run through the inner city before I had to jet off towards Salzburg. Unfortunately I missed the last train to Salzburg and had to spend the night in Munich.

... t quite made it. I felt like I had scored a behind instead of a goal, but it didn't really bother me too much - after all it wasn't my kitchen! By the time I wrote this, I got news that another friend of Alex had come and they had finished it off together. I wouldn't mind going back to check out what it actually looks like now and if they got that wonky door fixed. While chilling out in Kaiserslautern, I also spent a while at Alex's friend's bar, Copacabana. It had a ...

... so I had to get this hard core machine on a harness to cut it down. It took me about an hour to do it, but it was better to be out in the sun than sit on the internet all day. When I was outside I tried to pull this shade cloth out so I could sit under it and the wall gave way where the support was connected and it came crashing down on top of me. Good construction! I worked for six hours that day and I received 60EUR which is approximately AU ...

... for a swim at the local pool. So the next day was game day: the most important match the Australian national team had ever played would be that night at 5:00pm. Italy has a rich pedigree of success in national-team competitions such as the world cup and the European championship, so for Australia to play against them would be like David and Goliath. I got ready with my fake tattoos and flag and camera and got going to the Kaiserslautern city centre. With the TST-4 ticket (Team ...

Hey, What a build up, what a game and how we were robbed.... It was in K-Town, where the Australian football Juggernaut came to a screaming halt...all thanks to some bad referring and our boy not being able to take advantage of the 10. I tell you what though, sitting in the Aussie section there was total disbelief when the penalty was given. I saw many a grown may shedding tears when Totti put away the penalty ...