129.August 25

posted Aug 26, 2010, 2:52 PM by David Storlie   [ updated Feb 15, 2015, 1:44 PM ]
Chicago, Ill
The first 2 nights I spent in Chicago. The ride there was easy. I-90 is fast and safe. I found it difficult driving at night in Jen's neighborhood, because he road signs were hard to read, but I found everything alright. The next two days, I used the Metro train, because I bought a weekend ticket. I had a great time riding the train. It alone made me feel like I was again a traveler, even if only for a short time.
1995

Frankfurt, DE
The pleasure of sitting under elegant arches sheltering me from the wet during a rainstorm complemented by the sun, huge leafy branches shaking off their heavy drunken drops, its irregular patter on the cobbled veranda, and the greening hue of an Atlasian statue stand tall and naked to the opening skies. I tipple kafe, and speise on a Beeren tarte, raspberry. Three other tables of two have remained out doors, they have umbrella's.
I've just spent most of the afternoon at the Stedel Museum, reveling in their fine collection of art. Favorites were Max Ernst, but other Max's also pleased my eyes. They have a wonderful paint painting of Sommersnachttraum, but no postcard of it.
The sun is shining in full glory now, my tarte is gone, and the rain has finished falling except when the wind hits the trees with force. Time to see the Ancient sculptures.
After I left the sculpture museum, or on my way out, I was given a book with all the design plans for the building I had just been in. It doesn't have much information about the sculptures, but it was a lovely gesture.
From there, I believe I simply walked to the Hoffsbahnhoff, the train station, and took a train to Hoscht, Lars and Frauke's train stop.
I stopped at the bakerie first, getting chocolate deserts for Frauke and myself.  I just bought one, actually, but they gave me the last as a free gift. The bakeri people are very nice, but Frauke expects that they hate each other.
We had macchiato with steamed milk and talked about theatre and non-profit work. It was a great converstation. She is practicing her English, because she will have to speak it a lot with her job at IKEA.
We looked for shows that night, because she had decided that we would not leave yet for Ettlingen. I found a German outdoor version of "Moulin Rouge" too tempting to resist.
After reading for quite a few hours on the couch, we took Frauke's car to meet Lars at Freshfields, and then went straight to the park for the play. We ate schnitzel and ketchup sandwiches on the green beforehand, and an Alt-bier, and they left me to watch the masterpiece of German language theatre. The lead male was terrible, the rest of it was good fun, but the show was more of a medley of assorted show tunes. When intermission came, I got another Maltz-bier and then the show changed a lot in the next act. But it was fun, and I think better, so when it finished I walked back to meet Lars and Frauke. They'd already come to look for me. We got home and I read until 01:00.
2004

I mowed the wet lawn this morning, which was a task because it was long in the tooth. I bought some brake fluid and bled the air from the truck brakes in a very short process. I tightened where it might have been leaking. Then I joined Lee, Tyler, Beth, and Jacob at the Ramsey St house to move bookshelves and a freezer to my house. I brought one more load home as well. We all were treated to a Kwik Trip lunch in Caledonia.
I joined Rachel and Jill in St. Paul at 20:00, and we went to the Peggy's to use her hot tub and hang out with Mile B.
2012

We spent the day organizing the house, opening boxes from the move, re-arranging the basement, including adding cupboards from the pantry at the Old House to our basement. With the impending arrival of our foreign exchange student, Frida, everything it became much more important to have the house the way we want it. We didn't get to a point where we could say "it's clean" but we sure had a lot more room when we were finished. It was a great day.
2013

I am starting to realize how much my significant other plays a role in all my diary moments. Everything I do with her is noteworthy because she is there. Rachel and I shared lunch at the Mexican restaurant at noon, and I met her after work, too. We went to the Cellar Bar in Decorah, right across the street from the radio station where she is working. We had a drink, and I spent some time talking to Professor English for the first time, though I'd seen him when I took anthropology in at Luther. Then went upstairs for pork chops and kielbasa. We stopped to fill the diesel tank and deflated the tires to 34 lbs each. The vw golf drove much better, and felt like flying through the air on the highway home. We stopped at my parents to show them the Roger Delaney gold Elgin pocket watch that I had fixed. I runs wonderfully, and was at most 3 seconds ahead by the next morning. 
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