Michelangelo sibyl from the Sistine Chapel

 

broken promises

I should never have said that I would have all of the entries from the trip uploaded by Monday. I knew that it would never happen and today didn't help either. I spent most of it sleeping. All that I can say is that I am half of the way done. The fact that I only wrote every other day while I was gone is also slowing me down. I want to fill in the gaps without distorting the flow too much.

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Quite a few people at work were impressed by my photos from the trip and I might have to scan a few of them to upload, but I won't make any promises this time.

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I got my latest bank statement and seeing all of the foreign banks listed on it made me smile. Of course almost all of the withdrawals are odd amounts since the conversion was never that clean. Not once was it an even ratio.

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While I was traveling through Europe, I somehow managed to read a book. When I was in Prague I picked up a copy of Cider with Rosie by Laurie Lee and I was very impressed. Basically it is an autobiographical book that takes place in the Cotswold region of England in the early nineteen hundreds. Now that I'm home I wanted to read some of his other stuff, but most of it seems to be out of print. I guess that this means that I'll be taking another trip to the library.

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In one of the July issues of The New Yorker they had an article about Adolf Hitler's relatives and until I read it I never thought that there might still be people alive today that are related to him. What surprised me even more is that some of them live here in the United States. Thankfully they tend to keep a low profile, unlike the granddaughter of Mussolini who I hear is quite vocal in her country.

 
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