Arrived back at home yesterday, after being away since June 10th. I love to travel, but always good to get home. Right now, at 8:23 AM, I'm typing away at the pc downstairs and listening to Billy Smith on the Surf, 94.9 FM, broadcasting out of North Myrtle Beach, SC. Sure missed his show the last weeks.
Quite an eventful two-and-a-half weeks.
ROME
First flying to Rome (and, of course, no sleep (or very little if I did snooze on occasion). Then, there was the Rome walk (Cicerone Hotel is two blocks off the Tiber River and close to St. Peter's) to the Spanish Stairs, Trevi Fountain, Pantheon, dinner al fresco at a restaurant on the fantastic Navona Piazza. This was in the afternoon of my arrival, after a nap, of course.
Caution to merchants. DO NOT, under any circumstance, get Vickie mad at you. We went to one place to get some of that great Italian gellato (ice cream) and were charged an extra 2 euros for the honor of sitting in their place (and it wasn't air conditioned). And don't even feign that you don't speak English, it will make no difference. An enraged Vickie went after them and to get rid of her, the ice cream was free. I've never seen anyone shoot fire out of their eyes before.
Doing the Religious Thing Next. --RoadDog
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Monday, June 29, 2009
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Dad's Paper turns 160 Years Old
I believe that the Chicago Tribune was Dad's all time favorite newspaper, even with all the places and papers we lived during his time with Quaker Oats (he was transferred often). It was largely this paper that got me to become a paper fanatic. I just love to get my hands on a brand new paper and have the anticipation of what's in it.
This past June 10th marked the 160th anniversary of the first issue, some 400 copies were printed, but none survive. The name tribune is a Roman word for the magistrates who protected the rights of the plebians (regular folks) from the might of the patricians (rich and powerful folks). Although, today, the Tribune is considered to be more of a Republican-leaning paper.
Dad would read the Tribune on the way into work on the Chicago & Northwestern commuter train. Then he would read the Daily News in the evening on his way back to Palatine. He was a newspaper readin' man.
For more info on the Tribune, see my other blog www.roaddogsroadlog.blogspot.com
Still Readin' the Tribune Thanks to Dad. --RoadDog
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