About this time tomorrow morning, I'll board the shuttle bus for the ride up to Chicago-O'Hare and this time Wednesday (Berlin time that is), I should be disembarking, collecting my baggage, and stumbling into waiting arms of the Grand Duchess, a weary, jet-lagged man. I'm taking a couple of P.G. Wodehouse novels (Stiff Upper Lip, Jeeves and one other title) to pass the time since I rarely sleep on long flights: O'Hare-Charles DeGaul-Tegel.
The last few days have been fairly calm with bit of work on the wargaming book project that languished on the back burner during last fall and winter while I worked on that translation. Yes! I managed to write almost 2000 words yesterday afternoon, so another short part is almost done, barring some revision today. And the final twenty RSM Prussian fusiliers all have their tan undercoat and are awaiting their coat of white. Don't know if I'll actually get to any of that step before I hit the sack this evening, but we'll see.
Best of all, the corner room of Zum Stollenkeller that was all wet a week ago has dried out completely. Cheap carpeting, the concrete floor beneath it, everything. And almost none of that tell-tale, slightly damp basement odor either. Hopefully, there will not be any deluges of rain while I'm away. Keep your fingers and toes crossed!
Otherwise, that's about it for right now. I may, or may not, make a few blog postings while in Berlin. It depends on how often we walk to the internet cafe that the Grand Duchess reports is near our apartment. The wireless internet connection there does not work with Sonja's laptop for some reason. Anyway, part of me wants a few weeks away from a computer screen and keyboard. We'll see whether that happens or not, but there will be so many other things to do too, and then there is our trip up to Luebeck, where I have not been for almost twenty years, to celebrate our third anniversary. Where does the time go?
Ok, everyone. See you in July! Paint' em well and roll'em high!