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So whilst in Glasgow, my friends and I took an overnight trip to Fort William. Fort William is a town along a Loch in the Scottish Highlands. More on that part of the trip later. However, on the way back, things got dicey—and, according to a notification sign, the A82 was closed somewhere south of […] …but what does it really mean? Maybe it says something about how much I’ve become accustomed to German-style service, but I’ve been blown away by the gallantry of Glasgowians. From the moment I arrived, Thursday at lunchtime, everyone and everything has been great, with the exception of the Glasgow Flyer bus driver who pulled away from the airport when I was […] Surprisingly I get less advertising in my mailbox in Berlin than I did in Weimar–so much less that I haven’t felt the urge to put up the “No advertising or free newspapers” sticker at all! This week I got a flier from Berlin-Express, a package tour provider, touting trips to Dubai, Karneval in Venedig, and […] Buses have priority in the streets. I love zipping past traffic jams on the way to and from work. I went to the gym yesterday where I lifted weights and did cardio for an hour. It was actually a great day because I finally was able to complete both sets of shoulder presses. I’d tell you how much weight I was lifting, but the number is so low as to be embarrassing—although if the […] This year I’ve lost two friends to illness. The second was just yesterday—and although I knew he was ill, the loss is sudden and unexpected. I had the great privilege of speaking with him just about a month ago and we (that is to say his wife, he, and I) were starting to think about […] |
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