I was up relatively early this morning, wanted to get an early start at the office, and didn’t feel like cooking myself breakfast. I decided some fast food was in order. I had a coupon for Burger King, but they don’t open until 6 am. I guess their target demographic isn’t people who work for … Continue reading I’m going to accept this senior citizen discount without being offended
Now that we’re back in Uruguay for the last few days of our South America trip, I thought I’d share an interesting value-added tax scheme being used to promote tourism in Uruguay. Apparently, if you dine at a restaurant in Uruguay and pay with a non-Uruguayan credit or debit card, the value-added tax or VAT— which … Continue reading Value-added tax refund scheme for foreigners in Uruguay
After about twenty hours of traveling, including an overnight flight, our first day in Montevideo should have been a throwaway. We did have a short power nap when we arrived, but shortly after that we began a walking tour of our neighborhood and the surrounding areas. Two blocks from the guest house we found Teatro … Continue reading Montevideo, our first day of sightseeing in photographs
The outdoor seating of the McDonald’s restaurant on Place de la Comédie in Montpellier, France, blends in well with other nearby cafes. It’s full of young people on a pleasant late summer evening.
This morning I drove Kathryn to work, her car being in the shop today for a minor repair. She typically leaves for work about 90 minutes before I do, so I decided to skip my usual breakfast at home and grab something to eat after dropping her off. I had a hankering for a sausage … Continue reading Excellent customer service at McDonald’s
Kathryn and I visited a McDonald’s today for the first time this trip. The store was near an autoroute just outside of Reims, France. Our order-taker was willing to pose for a photo. She spoke nine languages, repeated our order correctly the first time, charged us the right amount, and gave us a receipt without … Continue reading France’s most courteous McDonald’s order-taker
Kathryn and I are currently taking a break from driving and having a cold soda at a McDonald’s in Kingman. We left Las Vegas just over two hours ago and will be on the road again shortly.
I’m at the Atlanta Hartsfield Airport in the boarding area for the flight back to Phoenix. After an exhausting flight from Johannesburg, at this point we’re roughly three-quarters of the way home. The formalities in Atlanta were tolerable. The low point, as usual, was the TSA checkpoint. For the second time this trip, it was … Continue reading Passing through Atlanta Hartsfield en route home
I like coffee. I enjoy fast food. I live in Phoenix. You might be inclined to think I’d be a master at ordering a cup of coffee in a local McDonald’s. You’d be mistaken.
On my way back from McDonald’s, I saw an ambulance pull up in front of LA Fitness. Who would have thought I had the healthier lunch hour?
We checked out of the hotel and arrived at Our Lady of the Angels around 9:30. I’d never been to a church quite like it before. It sits on a massive complex, with its own multilevel parking garage and plaza, including a restaurant and gift shop. Its modern architecture, admittedly somewhat imposing and unpleasant when viewing it from the freeway, is much more appealing close up.
I haven’t updated my blog with any good travel tales for quite some time. However, Kathryn and I managed to pack a lot into our most recent 60-hour road trip to Los Angeles last weekend, so I figured it was time for a new post.
I spent last weekend in Pasadena, visiting the same buddy I saw in August. I’ve spent the time since then sobering up.
I think this is the hottest, muggiest day yet. Despite it being Saturday, the waterfront is virtually deserted, save a handful seeking respite in the shade of a cafe, like me. A small backpacker colony has sprung up under the shade of a couple nearby palm trees. I may join them soon.
The iconic statue of the Three Graces is a prominent focal point on Place de la Comédie in Montpellier, France. It’s often used as a recognizable meeting place for tourists, students, and locals. Busy cafes, restaurants, and shops line each side of the square, including a Monoprix grocery store and a surprisingly subdued McDonald’s.
It was still as hot as hell in Europe (well over 30º C) everyday without a pause. It was Monday, and Kirsten and I decided to go to Heidelberg, Germany. We boarded an ICE (Inter-City-Express) train to get us as far as Karlsruhe, and it was wonderful. According to the literature, it travels twice as … Continue reading Heidelberg, Germany
Stepping off the train in Prague was like stepping out of a time machine 15 or 20 years back in time. Or rather, it was a mosaic of old and new tiles pieced together somewhat haphazardly in a manner which is not too terribly pleasing. Until then, every train station I’d encountered had been ultra-modern … Continue reading Prague, Czech Republic
The woman hostess at the hotel-pension sold us farecards for the Vienna subway-bus-streetcar network (nice, because we were a little puzzled about how to buy them the night before) and we did a one-day exploration of Vienna — a lot of footwork but very fun. We took a lot of pictures and did a lot … Continue reading Spending a Saturday exploring tourist attractions in Vienna
I wanted to get an early start on Thursday so that I could get a good view of the military parade. The parade started at 10 am. Kirsten was ready at about 10 a.m., so about the only thing I came to Paris to see was obscured by the heads of about 5 million Parisians. … Continue reading Paris on Bastille Day, German tanks on the Champs-Elysées