to tell the maniac U3 driver that the train switches sides of the track between Implerstraße and Brüdermuhlstraße after 9:30 p.m. A woman chucked her very boring purse contents and I nearly lost my grip on my viola case. A few more degrees of tilt and more than just a few people would have been meeting noses and not giggling about it later. Only after the driver stopped, mumbled something and then proceeded to drive on did I realize that we didn’t hit a body in the tunnel after all.
The rest of my yesterday was spent chasing trains on different tracks, deciphering which way the wagons would arrive on my connection and battling the woman behind me who used my chair with broken reclining mechanism as crutch every 5 minutes.
I’m frustrated with you, public transportation.
You know I was finally in a subway train where somebody actually pulled the emergency lever the other day. The drive stopped and ask in a blah manner, “would the person who pulled the lever, pull it again if it is an emergency”. Then he drove on. The written hype about the consequences of pulling the lever (are there any?) is so underrated.
The city is almost finished setting up for Oktoberfest and we all know what an animal house the public transportation will be like in Munich.
It is a wall of these moments that reminds me of the fond times me and my little POS car had in Florida. Or not…
I live too far away to have heard/seen the explosion. But it was plenty exciting/concerning to read the reactions from friends to the hair-splitting anticipation of the controlled detonation of a WWII bomb in the middle of Schwabing, an area 15 minutes by subway to north.
The bomb squad couldn’t defuse it so it would appear they were successful in blowing it up. Barbara, a flute player in my orchestra says that houses are on fire and she is worried for the safety of her pets. All the online outlets were timing out to get more info so here’s hoping no one was injured.
One commenter on a YouTube video I saw of an apparent view of the explosion asked the viewers to image 100 of these things going off all around just 70 years ago. So terrifying.
It’s raining so I’m keeping my fingers crossed the aftermath will be under control soon.
Info leading up to this point: http://m.spiegel.de/international/germany/a-852524.html#spRedirectedFrom=www
Although the Isar river was a tad swollen and looking a little like beef stock after some wicked rainstorms earlier this week, today proved a good day for the first spontaneous Flaucher grill out of the year. Plans were going well but throughout the day allergies were slowing me down.
According to my pollen alarm app, grass pollen followed by rumex, rye and a little bit of something called plantago turned the air into an invisible, aversive soup only my nose and eyes detected while the others ate, drank and talked without worry.
Even the daily dose of fexofenadine was proving useless as I blew through packs of travel tissues. Only the smoke from the grill provided a half an hour of relief, enough time to enjoy the tasty goodness of aromatic Thai chicken with grilled corn and asparagus.. apropos.. the FKK men sunbathing at the end of the island curiously sat 10 meters from one another in a way that could have been interpreted as a coy ritual. Both packed up their stuff simultaneously and left seconds from each other, one rode away on a bike missing a bike saddle. I say,viel Spaß.
But I digress, don’t let me keep putting off getting those allergy shots.
Alex discovers the drums
Sarasota, FL May 2012
Key Lime Cheese Cake at the Savory Street Restaurant
Sarasota, FL May 2012
BLT made with fried-green tomatoes and sliced turkey and a side of sweet-potato fries dusted with parmesan
Station 400, Sarasota FL, May 2012
The skies finally let the blue through
Lido Beach, May 2012
Visit with the ol’ SSO friends
Old Salty Dog, Longboat Key FL, May 2012