Saturday, June 5, 2010
Prague
It's taken a while since we took our trip to Prague before I got around to posting an update to my Blog. It was wonderful going back to such a beautiful city and sharing it with Lynn again. We haven't been back sine 1994 and were delighted to see so many changes.
The city still has all of the old world charm that we affectionally remembered but it now has all of the new world shopping, airport and conveniences of a modern city. The subways and buses are still some of the best transportation of any city. It is so easy to get around. Everything was in bloom and we especially enjoyed walking through the parks and exploring places where we never had time when we were there on business.
For a taste of home, we even made our daily stop into Starbucks on Wencelas Square (Vaclavske Namesti).
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Trips, Trips and more Trips (the end)
We all stayed at the Holiday Inn about a half block from "The Ritz" Hotel; not to be confused with the wannabe Ritz Carlton. Dave and I went in to check it out but were informed by the cordial concierge that we could look around the lobby but that we weren't properly attired to visit the dining room (at breakfast hour). I wonder if you have to bring along your pedigree and sleep in bow-tie and tails. Needless to say, we thanked them kindly for their hospitality and headed off for friendlier venues.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Trips, Trips and more Trips (cont.)
Monday, March 22, 2010
TRIPS, TRIPS AND MORE TRIPS
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Ghadames
OK, I have to set the story on this one. As mentioned previously, three of us went on a working trip to Ghadames last weekend. Our guy from the south region was very impressed with the improvement in quality on our contractor, he requested the contractor to give him some steel rebar ties that they were using to hold the block walls to the columns. We packed them in the back of the car and brought them back to tripoli. He was getting up early Sunday morning to catch a plane back to Sabha in the south of Libya. I emailed him later in the day to send him some information and asked if he made it back with the rebar. What follows is his reply to me. . .
In the “hard to believe” category… Libyan Airlines looked at my rebar and kindly explained to me that it would rip the shit out of their conveyor belts if they let me check it, and that there was no way in hell that the security people would let me board a plane with these weapons…and that I should go sit down.
Five minutes later a big guy in a trench coat came over (non-english speaker) and pointed at the bars and then at me, and motioned me to follow him (I am thinking, does Libya have KGB, if so, this guy is it). He takes me to a room that has all kinds of warning in Arabic which loosely translated I believe said, “Enter and Die”. He takes the bars from me and I go to follow him in. He turns and looks at me and says (with body language) “what part of ‘enter’ or ‘die’ don’t you understand?”. I go back to my seat. Three hours later I am waiting for my bag to come off the conveyor line at Sabha, and the first things on the belt are my bars. What a country!!
I guess I could have just told you “got em”, but this was too much fun.