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Today was the walk through of my new apartment—I now have the keys and am ready to move-in. The moving truck will appear Monday around noon with all my shit, so whilst I am not technically homeless, I am still practically homeless. I spent last night in Berlin—after landing in Berlin early, I headed to [...] As a part of work, I do my best to maintain relationships with people and organizations relevant to what I do, which brought me to Cheltenham, UK. By happy coincidence, this trip to Cheltenham has coincided with the 2008 The Times Literature festival—something I was unaware of as I started my search for a hotel. [...] Whenever I’m in Britain, I always feel like something slightly off. I spent last night at the Holiday Inn Bristol Filton, a hotel located somewhere in the middle of nowhere in the vicinity of Bristol. It’s the kind of hotel with a “pillow menu”. That didn’t stop them from being British, [...] Incident Outline Event: A previous guest or hotel employee set up the television in my guest room, room 107, to automatically turn on at 05:00. Discovery: 05:00, when TV turns on while I was sleeping. Desired/Expected Response From Hotel Clerk: Me: The television in my room turned on at 5 this morning while I was [...] I’m pissed tonight—in both the British and American senses of the word. First the British sense: I had a beer in the hotel lobby whilst checking my email. And then I had a beer at the bar. This is enough to make me pretty tipsy. Secondly: The bar I went to had FIVE people, counting [...] I’m now in Paris for a few days—the first time I have ever spent more than 22 hours in the city. I took the RER down from CDG to Paris; after exiting the train and going up the stairs I passed a young couple snogging in the station. A closer couple with clothing you could [...] I just got back to my hotel (a good one) from my afternoon and evening of fun. The afternoon was a presentation about a book that I was involved with from beginning to end—and by involved with, I can assure you that I was the only person to have read this book from start to [...] Let’s just say, my trip from Portland to Brussels was great, until I got to Brussels, and then things went downhill rapidly—from the instant the plane parked. After having put a temporary fix on the problem, I took a nap and woke up feeling somewhat refreshed and in need of entertainment. I grabbed Brussels’ tri-lingual [...] |
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