Now taking reservations…

It’s a nice place, the top floor of a house with a garden. Two rooms, a little kitchen, and an honest-to-god shower. A shower! didja hear that? I can bathe standing up again. It’s in a nice neighborhood on a quiet street. I haven’t tested any of the bars in the area yet, so there’s some risk. Still, I’m not too worried. The closest watering hole to the house serves Budweiser, which in this country is a fine, fine brew. Hopefully it’s not too smoky in there. Next to that is a cafe/bar that, while small, has all the chemicals I need to get through the day. Gambrinus is down the hill and across a busy road.

The place is already furnished, which saves me a big hassle, and the furniture doesn’t suck. I won’t have Internet access there right away, which is kind of a drag, so I’ll be mooching that off fuego and MaK for a while longer. The landlord is a little guy, older, who doesn’t speak a word of English but seems very friendly.

While there is plenty of room for guests, there are limits. More than three would really be pushing it, unless they were very close friends. I’ll add times when I expect visitors to the official MR&HBI calendar, so check there and make your reservations! As of this writing, I have a vague idea that the first week of May is booked, but I don’t know the exact dates. Other than that, I’m wide open. See you soon!

12 thoughts on “Now taking reservations…

  1. WOW! Your first place. I have this icture in my head of 70’s style furniture and a ruf that looks like it was installed during the communist days. Maybe I should come and visit you soon….

  2. No balcony, but you could pitch a tent in the yard. When in May? For the wedding? I’ll look around the place on Friday and see if I can squeeze you in. It’ll be the house swarming party.

  3. Vaguely, our notion is to leave Albuquerque around April 28 and arrive in Prague around the middle of April 29. That still isn’t an official Plan but is more like a Guideline. Of course, Carol Anne still needs for her birth certificate to arrive from California so she can make her passport application… to be continued.

  4. I think it was Melinda, when I was expressing antsiness and the urge to move on during one of my passes through San Diego, who said, “What makes you think you’ll be able to stop when you get to Prague?”

    It’s a good question, but there are many, many bars right here in this neighborhood, and there are other places I can go to freeload. fuego and I just got an invite from a guy from Finland tonight. The northern sweep is starting to come together.

    As for the road itself, it’s still out there, and it’s still calling to me. I have to finish some more novels first, though.

  5. WARSAW (Reuters) – Piotr Kardys is a Pole with a problem — a pole; in fact, a telephone pole in his kitchen.

    It was erected without his permission by telephone operator TPSA and when he built a home on his property in 2001 he had to build around the offending object, which is how the pole ended up in his kitchen.

    Local authorities said since no one objected when the pole went up, it was legal. Kardys, a businessman from Kolbuszowa, disputed this view and Poland’s Supreme Administrative Court has now agreed with him.

    But his problems aren’t over. Local authorities rescinded the building permit for the pole and told TPSA to move it, but TPSA spokeswoman Izabella Szum said the company would appeal.

    “We have to have a binding decision — we could do it on our own, but you have to realise this is a big investment,” she said.


    Man peed way out of avalanche

    A Slovak man trapped in his car under an avalanche freed himself by drinking 60 bottles of beer and urinating on the snow to melt it.

    Rescue teams found Richard Kral drunk and staggering along a mountain path four days after his Audi car was buried in the Slovak Tatra mountains.

    He told them that after the avalanche, he had opened his car window and tried to dig his way out.

    But as he dug with his hands, he realised the snow would fill his car before he managed to break through.

    He had 60 half-litre bottles of beer in his car as he was going on holiday, and after cracking one open to think about the problem he realised he could urinate on the snow to melt it, local media reported.

    He said: “I was scooping the snow from above me and packing it down below the window, and then I peed on it to melt it. It was hard and now my kidneys and liver hurt. But I’m glad the beer I took on holiday turned out to be useful and I managed to get out of there.”

    Parts of Europe have this week been hit by the heaviest snowfalls since 1941, with some places registering more than ten feet of snow in 24 hours.

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