Winds of Change
Greyhawk
Days like these it's most strange to be on foreign soil. We went out to eat; small German restaurant in Landstuhl village. The town was packed, some roads were closed, parking was not to be found. A Wine Festival, an Oktoberfest, the Mrs said. She forgot about that. We didn't join. We enjoyed a quiet dinner, with everyone else partying in the streets we had the little place to ourselves. Followed up with a movie at the English language theater a block or two away.
Meanwhile, on top of a hill a stone throw away, the most grievously injured in the war on terror recovered at the now famous Army medical center.
An amazing collection of 911 links here. Visit, remember.
Posted by Greyhawk at 01:08 AM |
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