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Confusion reigns on this blog but I sally forth

Oh dear friends today we mastered the mighty Dolomites, the mountain range between Germany,Switzerland and Italy. Taking a funicula a thousand or more feet to not the top but high up we enjoyed first, cooler temperatures, then hiked around enjoying the greenery and the flowers, the little houses decorated sweetly with yet more flowers, and then twice we had ice cream (we needed to claim a place at the little cafes where we wanted to rest, hence, more treats.) However, we wanted gelato and they tried to fool us into believing we were eating that lovely Italian ice cream but we know we were eating regular ice cream. Ed though they likely had it shipped in from Costco for a hundred dollars a truckload. So I see the font here is so small. Will anyone continue to follow me? I hasten on, remembering I need to say we took the train from Munich to Bolzano, Italy, on Saturday. Photo forthcoming. Christa, lovely Christa, who is Kent Nagano's assistant, came to our hotel and accompanised ...

Europa L'estate 2023

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 July 5.  Eduardo leaves for Munich; Naomi and I drive him up. We laugh all the way. He seems relaxed and jolly. We wish him happy trails. I sing one line: that is enough for him. Note: color coordination on Ed's part:  Mr. Blue. Subnote:  KC, as a novice to blogging, has no idea how to fill up this white space.  So moving on . . . .  While Edward flies, Stephanie, Carol her mom, and I see Cabrillo's musical Hunchback of Notre Dame. Quite impressive, but disappointing in that it lacks any song I can hang onto, like gold ole "Master of the House" or "7 Trombones".    I enter a dark but not scary house, devoid of Eduardo.  The outside lights flash on as I go beneath them. I consider briefly that since they are like stage lights, I ought to burst into song and dance. I supress this urge. July 6. House empty and quiet in a sunny morn. Jade comes to help me with yoga. At my favorite coffee shop, I get an urgent phone call from Eduardo. My heart si...