That would be sympatico. Thursday came and went and of course NO INTERNET. Rolf called again but to no avail. I won't mention the fact that we both ignored the fact that there's something like the "dial up" service (yes, Miss D, we had no clue we could use that instead, how sad is that?) after we coincidentally found out about it on Thursday. We want our DSL back, now!
BTW, thanks for all the good wishes in the comments - as you might have guessed I am sitting on my Mom's PC in Germany and enjoy DSL provided by the German Telekom. But then she didn't move lately.
My flight was surprisingly pleasant, on time and the train ride from Frankfurt to Karlsruhe let me reminisce (sp??) about times long gone. (Forgive any mistakes in grammar, spelling or else - it's 3.40 a.m. in the morning, for cryin' out loud!)
Uhm, yes, I am aware that this is a blog about knitting, sadly I don't have a lot to report in that area. I was astonished when I realized ONE week had gone by (packing, moving, unpacking) without me picking up anything looking like a knitting needle. But I knit on the plane. I started a sock and got fancy with cables. I have to rip it out because my beauty sense is aggravated by the not so symetric alignment of said cables. Must have been the lack of elbow space, the dry air or the boring movies that made me lose track.
More later, I promise.