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choco_frosh- We had my Dad, and then Grace´s old Div School classmate Juliet Hyde come to visit last week. Naturally, the weather was awful. Having an early swim in Lake Constance was right out, and our hike was cancelled on account of snow. (though WHAT´S this about snow in Boston? It´s not like THEY´re in the Alps. Happy happy climate change...) But we hiked up Hohentwil (and got pictures of the Big Daddy Cafe), sent/took both of them to the castle at Meersburg, and discovered a wonderful cheep restaurant. So it was fun.
- Grace got home last Tuesday, after a week in Kiev with the Uni-Chor which apparently featured a disco, the last surviving in situ statue of Lenin, and spaghetti for breakfast.
- As a result of two visitors, Grace getting back from Kiev, and a week of wet weather, we´ve had masses of laundry hung up and refusing to dry.
- I´ve spent the last two days in Frauenfeld, 45 minutes south of Konstanz in Switzerland, working in the Staatsarchiv des Kantons Thurgau-. Since Konstanz shared control over the Thurgau for much of the fifteenth century, it was an obvious place to go. Of course, it would probably have been a good idea if I´d gotten a map of the town before I went...but I figured I could find one in the train station, and for once I was right.
Frauenfeld (which I walked around over my lunch break) is kinda like what I imagíne Montpelier Vermont must be like: a small town with exaggerated governmental importance that gives it delusions of grandeur. So its train station is gigantic, even though the town center is small enough to walk across in fifteen minutes. Anyway. The whole place burned down in the 18th c., so everything dates from then or later, except for the castle, perched on a cliff over the Murg.
It also seems to have a thing about automatic door openers. The one in the government building (yes, singular) where the archive is located wasn´t so surprising, but it´s a bit weird that the Evangelische Kirche has one too...
I walked into the building and located, in quick succession, a sign and the archive. As I was going in, a woman headed out. "Frau Stöckly?" I queried, to see if this was, in fact, the person I´d been exchanging emails with about my visit. It was a guess, but a) how many employees could there be in the Staatarchiv? and b) she had the indefinable air of the person in the office who answers the emails of clueless grad. students. Also, she somehow LOOKED like a Stöckly. And again, I was right.
- The weather was actually nice today, so I had wonderful views of the mountains from the train. Didn´t get a lot of reading done, though.
- Does anyone know what Ben Isecke´s doing these days? I haven´t heard what he´s doing in yonks.
- Grace got home last Tuesday, after a week in Kiev with the Uni-Chor which apparently featured a disco, the last surviving in situ statue of Lenin, and spaghetti for breakfast.
- As a result of two visitors, Grace getting back from Kiev, and a week of wet weather, we´ve had masses of laundry hung up and refusing to dry.
- I´ve spent the last two days in Frauenfeld, 45 minutes south of Konstanz in Switzerland, working in the Staatsarchiv des Kantons Thurgau-. Since Konstanz shared control over the Thurgau for much of the fifteenth century, it was an obvious place to go. Of course, it would probably have been a good idea if I´d gotten a map of the town before I went...but I figured I could find one in the train station, and for once I was right.
Frauenfeld (which I walked around over my lunch break) is kinda like what I imagíne Montpelier Vermont must be like: a small town with exaggerated governmental importance that gives it delusions of grandeur. So its train station is gigantic, even though the town center is small enough to walk across in fifteen minutes. Anyway. The whole place burned down in the 18th c., so everything dates from then or later, except for the castle, perched on a cliff over the Murg.
It also seems to have a thing about automatic door openers. The one in the government building (yes, singular) where the archive is located wasn´t so surprising, but it´s a bit weird that the Evangelische Kirche has one too...
I walked into the building and located, in quick succession, a sign and the archive. As I was going in, a woman headed out. "Frau Stöckly?" I queried, to see if this was, in fact, the person I´d been exchanging emails with about my visit. It was a guess, but a) how many employees could there be in the Staatarchiv? and b) she had the indefinable air of the person in the office who answers the emails of clueless grad. students. Also, she somehow LOOKED like a Stöckly. And again, I was right.
- The weather was actually nice today, so I had wonderful views of the mountains from the train. Didn´t get a lot of reading done, though.
- Does anyone know what Ben Isecke´s doing these days? I haven´t heard what he´s doing in yonks.
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Date: 2006-06-08 04:35 pm (UTC)You didn't ask for my update, but I'll give it anyway ;) It's looking now like I'm going to spend most of the next year in the Middle East. This may not put me in the same room as the fabulous Mr. Isecke, but here's hoping that I'll see some more of you and Grace :) Oh, and I'm also done screwing around, ready to get married, and becoming more religious. (I had a revelation at 2 in the morning when I was about to...well, that's an offline conversation...) I think you and Grace are my two friends who will be the least freaked out and the most happy for me about it.
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Date: 2006-06-08 06:13 pm (UTC)Marry anyone specific, or...?
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Date: 2006-06-08 06:32 pm (UTC)That said, there are at least two men that I've already met who I would be willing to marry. One is 18 and currently a freshman at a fine liberal arts college with a longstanding rivalry with Amherst. I'm not sure he's in the mood for a relationship let alone marriage. He's also too young for my current ambitions. But all that aside, I couldn't be more fond of him. Maybe I'll send you a picture.
There is also a man who lives in the Old City of Jerusalem. He's 27, more spiritual than religious (like me), politically involved, sensitive, and he is just beautiful. He has a girlfriend so he's also off the hook for now. But we'll see what his situation is when I meet him again in the fall.