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03/12/2004: "sunshine at last"

music: bloomberg television
mood: digestive

Today,I finally emerged from the feared jet lag effect resulting from last week's journey.The weather was vastly improved from yesterday's gloomeez.I enjoyed a four hour walk through the city,taking in the sounds and sites,running into a school of Italian students meandering through the gassen,gässchen,and plätzer in search of some Chagall vitrails.Oddly enough they were from Florence,
away from the radiance of Tuscany looking for twenty century footnotes of craftmanship,in the stark labyrinths of this northern lutheran stadt...Whatever,I thought it odd.
Excellent prune pie,actually downright divine at the storchen hotel bar;warm,offering succulent half prune bites in a light custard,and a moist crumbly crust.
Last night I met a charming young zurich boy,who drew a detailed chart of his classroom,and offered an
exhaustive analysis of each every one of his 25 schoolmates,while we were having dinner in a downtown restaurant.Now I know everything there is to know about the eleven year old bully Tommy ,and the Zina the reigning queen lording over this young man's heart.
the weekend looks pleasant,and next week....well who knows?