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A big PHEW for my beloved New Orleans this evening.
As promised, more sights from my vacation.
Here is a video to contrast with water lapping over the Industrial Canal in NOLA.
And since that one is a wee bit short, here is another of Wood, Florian and Richard playing in the water.
After just a mere 40 hours of travel back to civilization (Washington, DC) from the birthplace of civilization (Greece), I return to blog central.
I took a rare pic of myself on this trip, but here is one from day one, after lazying about in bed most of the day one (jet lag-induced). It hardly looks like summer, right? It rained 2 of our 3 days in Berlin. Thankfully, we had a very cushy bed and the Olympics on tv.
We headed out to eat shortly there after at one of Wood's favorite Turkish restaurants. (Berlin has the largest Turkish population outside of Turkey.) I admired the place's multicultural touches. 
And then we enjoyed our celebratory, vacation-commencing glasses of German beer.
Unfortunately, shortly thereafter, Wood got violently ill in the restroom and we rushed back to the hotel. By 2am the next morning, I insisted we go to the hospital so he could get IV fluids. It was an inauspicious beginning.
We spent a fair amount of the next day in our very lovely hotel room with its very lovely view.
To be continued....
I apologize for the lack of photographic description here. And hope my words suffice.
I took the blog on the road this weekend. Wood and I took DC 2 NY: a very nice $40 round trip bus from Washington to New York City. As a newbie to the drive, I was happy to find that yes, they do play Bruce Springsteen at the rest stops along the New Jersey Turnpike. From New Jersey we caught a glimmer of two skylines blending against eachother: Newark and New York.
As we debused near Penn Station and took our roller bags down 34th Street toward The Marcel (24th @ 3rd Ave.), the harried rushing-to-get-ready-for-our-trip gave way to the realization that we had arrived in the city of tall, tall buildings, the city that never sleeps, the city of dreams. The sun shined on us, warming us on a cold winter day in mid-February, blessing us with the sense that anything is possible, the world is our oyster... but that is just the effect that New York has.
We arrive at our hotel, the very hipster The Marcel. (Right now I am enjoying the complimentary wine and cheese hour and the free Internet). Room 911. Certainly you understand the significance of this only a few miles from ground zero. Not that it could ever be an ordinary weekend in New York, but now we have the spectre of something quite unusual hanging over us. By the way, the rooms are very 21st century: flat-screened, iPoded and retromodernized up the yin-yan. Me-likey. (Even the free Internet defaulted to French. Tres chic!)
After 7am oatmeal and mid-day box of granola bars, the afternoon was dedicated to getting food. Our first meal was a bit of a waste, but since our needs were so basic, perhaps this is why it presented itself as mediocre. (Chat and Chew near Union Square.) Fortunately, the company and ambiance was interesting enough.
Stay tuned.
Experience the podlike structures straight out of 70's sci-fi movie sets. Runner!!! (This is where I slept, btw, and I didn't feel as renewed as I thought I would sleeping in a pod.)
Help yourself to as much kaffee and news as you like! Wilkommen!
What you do after you've drank all of the kaffee you like. (Until they shut off the TV at 11.)
Pretend you are the bionic woman by running up and down the moving "walk"ways.
Hmmmm. Tempting.....
Admire Bavarian Motorwerks engineering in Bavaria.
Take your time choosing a seat for you 6am flight.
