Yesterday was a bust. I wasn’t feeling well, I had this bronchial cough, and it didn’t sound good. It started late Thursday, and I hoped like heck it would just go away. By Friday midday I felt like crap, and I knew I needed to make sure it wasn’t COVID and get something to minimize whatever I had/have. So, I went to the Apotheke and bought an at home COVID test, Wick (not Vick in Germany, something about the way Germans pronounce Vick would create a questionable word) VapoRub, Ricola cough drops and these over-the-counter throat lozenges recommended by the pharmacist. Yesterday was rough. I rested all day and only went out a few times to get some fresh air. Fresh air is good for everything, right? I write this on Saturday at 4PM (my time). Taking it easy again today; I am feeling much better, not perfect, but again much better.

So, my other snag yesterday was my train to Amsterdam. Too long to explain here. The long and short of it is that I am flying to Amsterdam tomorrow/Sunday. Geez, I was looking forward to that train ride!!

I have been in Europe for six, going on seven weeks, not much has gone awry, as long as I get home on Monday at this point, I am chalking this trip up to fabulously great! Wish me luck.

PS the COVID test was negative–thank goodness!

PPS Pretty sure I am not going to Swan Lake this evening. Doesn’t seem fair to the hundreds of other patrons. Masked up, whatta think?

PPPS Hope all is well with you. See many soon.

Expecting that the next time you will hear from me is when I am boarding my plane and snuggling into my pod to Philly on Monday. Fingers crossed.