bellying up to the bar.

zut alors!

I broke my promise but as a nagging feeling warned me ... pas du internet chez moi

I am back where I first began ... a fitting return I suppose ... still trying to sort out if my problem is my computer or my brain, so in the meantime I have returned to the little bar, the one computer in town with public access and one hour to sort through a couple hundred messages and an update for you.

My return was planes trains automobiles redux, only with three times the suitcases.

My welcome home was "formidable", all I hoped for and more. It is ever so nice to know one has been missed.

The dogs are A OK and there is no heat to speak of in my house with weather in the teens. So, of course that is the order of the day. I will explain more in time ...

Sleep and thus proper thought patterns and a good deal of my language progress have been diminished but I shall persevere.

I am home, in every sense of the word, and anxious to share more. Soon.

i don't know how

I am going to last 3 more weeks.

I've only been here one week and I am squirming ... I feel completely cut off from my new life and completely foreign to my old life.

We had our 3rd annual Holiday Reception at the shop last night and it was well attended and successful. It felt like the climax to my visit and now ... I want to go HOME. I wish Christmas was next week so I could be preparing for some quality time with my little family and then moving on my way.

Nothing else holds much appeal here, I'm afraid.

One thing is certain, I'm changing my return flight plans. and soon.