Saturday, April 30, 2005

You got a towel with you?

I saw it, and on opening night even!!! I think if you are a fan, you will thoroughly ENJOY it! I think if you aren't though, you might not "get it" - and I don't mean the storyline . . . that was all good and well, though a lot of the subtle humor was lost a bit, and some of my FAVORITE lines were noticeably absent, to me anyway ("The slightest thought hasn't even begun to speculate about the merest possibility of crossing my mind . . . ") But it was true to the essence of the books, and I think they did a great job with Adams' comments on society as a whole.

. . . I think the guy who played Zaphod is simply HOT ~ he totally reminds me of the guy who introduced me to Douglas Adams and the whole Hitchhiker's Guide world . . . memories of me in my former life . . . Mos Def was a FANTASTIC Ford Prefect, and the chickie who played Trillian was cutie perfect, though it was a bit more of a love story than I recall? All very lovely nonetheless!

Some of the special effects were incredible, and they used Henson (of Muppet fame) to create the aliens - and the Vogons were particularly gross in a well done way. There was even a CAMEO that I am not sure too many would notice . . . unless you happened to catch the 80's BBC episodes . . . the original Marvin shows up in a scene, and Arthur takes a second look at him! And I was GIDDY when the score from the BBC series accompanied the opening of the Guide. GIDDY! (Nerd!)

I was afraid I would have been disappointed, and went in expecting to be, and sighed with relief to see that Douglas Adams wrote the screenplay . . . then I KNEW "Don't Panic" - and I was pleasantly pleased ;~)

42

Gina ~ Who broke a 10-YEAR long 'intermission' from the movie theater, to see it (OH OH and I managed to get a MARGARITA in the lobby! Who knew???!!! Perhaps it's time for me to start going BACK to the movies! LOL!)

Wednesday, April 27, 2005

Interlaken 1994 ~ Top of Europe

Hotel Pilgerruhe
Rugenstraße 8

We arrived in the Bernese Oberland, and decided to spend the night in the small, Hotel-Pilgerruhe in Interlaken, Switzerland. See the top, center window at the peak of the hotel? There is a small attic-room up there . . . that is where we slept.

Our Eurail Passes got us a substantial discount on the Jungfraubahnen - a series of trains that would take us to the top of the Jungfrau (means "virgin") - to the largest glacial mass in Europe. What a dramatic and spectacular trip . . . up . . . up . . . up . . . above the clouds . . . 4158 m = 13,642 ft. There are two changes of trains - one at Jungfraujoch, and the second at the higher Kleine Sheiddeg - and the final train travels much of it's jouney through dark tunnels in the mountain. When you emerge - it is a new landscape of snow flurry and bitter cold!

An unforgettable excursion!

On the way back, we decided to hike back from Kleine Sheidegg, not far below the snowline.

Hike information ~ Kleine-Sheidegg to Wengen/Grindewald

Region: Bernese Oberland
Duration: 3h00
Distance: 7 km, 4.4 miles
Category: difficult

It was easily one of the best days of my life! The hike took us several hours, and we had nothing to go by, except for the marked trails and drives and knowingly heading DOWNWARD. The diversity of the flora, and the spectacular scenery along the way created memories that will last my lifetime. Here are some more pictures . . .



Jeannette with a friendly St. Bernard



sthuck . . . sthuck? STHUCKTH! STHUCKTH!

Jeannette tries the Flick-Trick inside the glacier . . . no tongues were actually injured in the shooting of this picture . . . This is why Jeannette was so much FUN to travel with - you could suggest she do just about anything and she'd do it . . . as in . . . "See if your tongue sticks when you lick the inside of a glacier?"



Thursday, April 21, 2005

25 July 1991

Lebensmittel • Making Groceries in Hamburg
  • Crusty Bread
  • White Wine
  • Three Cokes
  • Mezzo Mix ~ icky stuff really . . . Coke with a "kiss" of orange
  • Wurst Spread - think potted-meat . . .
  • 3 small packets of butter

My guess is that we made bread, butter and sorta-like-meat "sandwiches" to eat on the train - headed somewhere out of Hamburg. I am sure the wine was for dessert (*G*). I think, at the time, the dollar bought about 1.4 German Marks - so that's about a $10 spread . . . on our $25 budget, that was a spendy meal! LOL!

I've visited Hamburg twice ~ in 1991 and again in '94. An industrial port city, the seedy neon-lit Reeperbahn, with it's sad condition of legalized prostitution will always stand out in my mind. Not quite Bourbon Street, New Orleans! There is a pretty large fish-market worth seeing - but Hamburg is quite the nightlife party place.

When Jeannette and I were there in the summer of '94, we decided to rent a car instead of purchasing extensions to our Eurail Passes - we decided that a car would give us more flexibility, and we could camp out at the Autobahn rest stops, the way a lot of young travelling Germans did at the time. We requested the most budget-worthy auto available and rented it. The agency apologized for the condition of the car profusely - so much so that we wondered what kind of clunker we had just about emptied our pockets for . . . there was a problem with the elevator and the rest of the economy class cars were unreachable, but they had one that they could let us have - Es tut mir leid!

Turned out to be a LUXURY Mercedes Benz complete with sunroof, leather seats and car phone! Not so sure how "luxurious" it was after we lived in it for the week before heading to Aachen . . .

Wednesday, April 20, 2005

Hello? Hello? Who's Here?

Tuesday, April 19, 2005

So it begins . . .


In Spring of 1991, I purchased this two-month Eurail first-class pass for $560, WAY beyond my collegiate budget . . . but I just priced it on today's website at $1,358! Inflation? Euros? ACK!

At any rate, the European Rail became my life in that summer of 1991. It liberated me with the limitless possibilities of travel throughout Western Europe. It confined me to a schedule based on train tables, and travel times . . . It was WONDERFUL!

See all of Western Europe for $25 per day! What an adventure! It included nights spent traveling en route, on the trains ~ some luxurious and timely - like the Swiss or German trains, most shabby and unpredictable - or caught in the midst of a public transit strike in Italy - connections over 12-hours LATE. And the nights we couldn't spend in grubby coach seats en route to some 'exotic' location, we spent in train stations, in parks on benches, boathouses . . . sleeping by fountains . . . or partying all night . . . Euro-trash-bums - the lot of us.

For $25 you could see most of the city's important and worthwhile sights ~ and then maybe get a loaf of bread, a couple slices of cheese, maybe some deli meat or yogurt . . . all after a few beers or a bottle of wine . . .

On $25 a day, hotel rooms were pure LUXURY and rare. Bathing was done at the train station - at a pay-shower . . . often we scrounged (or begged) for change to get our backpacks out of the lockers at the stations, because we had miscalculated the currency - or maybe had one too many beers past the budget . . .

Wonderous - that vagabond struggle from town to town. Liberating. Empowering. I can go anywhere now, and do just fine.


Saturday, April 16, 2005

"I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be."

~ Douglas Adams ~ English humorist & science fiction novelist (1952 - 2001)

I am not sure where YOU will be on April 29 . . . but I am quite sure that at some point in the early evening I will be in a movie theater, for the first time on over ten years (no - I am not kidding) ~ so you KNOW it must be a very special event . . .

The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy:
"It's a sort of electric book. It tells you everything you need to know about anything"

Don't Panic


I know where my towel is, and the answer to the Ultimate Question of Life, the Universe and Everything (42 - who knew?!) ~ and DH will watch the boys. I hope I am not disappointed . . .
From "far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the Western Sprial arm of the Galaxy . . . "

Thursday, April 14, 2005

June 7, 1994

Hello! Guess what? We ran all over Barcelona looking for a Post and stamps. We found stamps 10 minutes before we had to leave the country, and they cost us a small fortune! Unfortunately, we ended up at the wrong train station and had to do some last minute PANICing and totally FORGOT to mail this batch of postcards . . . We are now in FRANCE and at a Post office and have been informed that we are SOL . . . SHIT out of LUCK - and that it will cost us another fortune for new French postage. So now we ask for a small favor. Please, please, pretty please could you mail these post cards for us ??? (OH there are some for YOU too!)

Yvette's needs 2 19-cent stamps!

THANKS!

By the way - we are having FUN in St. Raphael, despite the fact that our HOTEL doesn't have HOT running water . . .

~Gina & Jeannette

Monday, April 11, 2005

173 E 3rd St, New York, NY

On the Sunday following Easter, the Pope's death, and his own father's passing - Bryan found himself jogging in the Lower East Side of Manhattan in the early morning. Feeling compelled to go to Mass after that very fateful week, he began looking for a Catholic Church. He looked up, and saw a large steeple. Meandering through the city streets, he came upon the large Church, noted when Mass began, and headed back to the room to shower.

He returned for Mass, and when it was over, asked someone the name of the Church. "I don't know?" was the reply, "but it is on a large plaque outside, it is rather long."

Most Holy Redeemer Catholic Church

The Most Holy Redeemer - aka » the Redemptorist . . .


"Robert J. ****, a retired sergeant in the New Orleans Police Department and a Louisiana state fire marshal, died Wednesday of a stroke at ***** Regional Medical Center. He was 62. Mr. L*** was born in New Orleans and lived in Mandeville. He graduated from Redemptorist High School . . . "

I did some reading on the history of the Church Bryan happened into, especially after the striking chance of it's name. I found the following:

"In 1864, one out of every four New Yorkers was born in Ireland, and one out of every six New Yorkers was born in Germany.

Most New York City Catholics of that era were poor immigrants.

The Germans, lived mainly in the four wards of the lower East Side. They tended to keep their distance from the Irish and desired to have their own parochial schools, hospital, orphanage and even a separate German Catholic cemetery. As early as 1833 they got their own German national parish, St. Nicholas on East Second Street, founded by Father John Raffeiner, the pioneer German priest in New York. Father John Neumann, who was canonized in 1977, celebrated his first Mass in the church on June 26, 1836. However, St. Nicholas Church was soon overshadowed by a second German church, the Church of the Most Holy Redeemer on East Third Street. In 1851 the Redemptorist Fathers, who administered the parish, replaced the original wooden church with the present stone building which could accommodate 3,500 worshipers. For many years it was the unofficial German Catholic cathedral in New York.

Ethnic rivalry sometimes flared between New York's Irish and German Catholics. In 1847 the Redemptorists established a German church on the lower West Side, St. Alphonsus on Thompson Street. The Irish began to attend Mass there in large numbers, and the pastor noticed that they were contributing more in the collection than the Germans."

You'll never guess where Bob attended Elementary School? St. Alphonsus! Carol, my lovely mother-in-law, is of German heritage, dear-and-all-too-soon-departed Bob, of Irish.

A Church Bryan merely wandered in to, fell in to as a subject of happenstance . . . hello . . . hello . . .

Tuesday, April 05, 2005

Bon Giorno from Roma! A Postcard to the Cats?






June 10, 1994
Buon Giorno Kitties! Jeannette and I are having a great time in Roma. We've seen lots of your friends lying all over the ancient ruins. MEOW! Today we had a typical Italian lunch ~ these guys eat 2 main courses! Usually a pasta course and then a meat and vegetable. Needless to say, we were feeling a bit "Lumpy" ourselves after finishing. Tomorrow we are seeing the Vatican. Then we are off to Florence and Pisa. We'll have some interesting stories to tell about Roma when we return.

CIAO!
Gina & Jeannette

Monday, April 04, 2005

Greetings From Our Honeymoon ~ March 1998




Mom & Dad,

Bryan and I want to thank you for everything! We would not be here without you - we are so fortunate to have such wonderful parents! We are already looking forward to the "Family Ski Trip" of 1999. I'm learning how to ski - thanks largely to Bryan's patience. I still have a touch of bride-brain. Mix that with vacation brain and WHEW! We love you all, and we'll see you soon!

Bryan & Gina