Trier and Bernkastel-Kues
Monday, June 24th, 2013
Saturday, October 6, 2012, was our last day to spend in Germany. We had spent the bulk of the trip on the road, but the night before we had arrived back in Trippstadt the night before and had stayed at Bryan and Erine’s house again. It was fitting that our last day was a bit more leisurely paced as we were all pretty exhausted from the fast-paced traveling that had taken us to a good portion of Germany’s corners. The rest of our tour would continue not too terribly far from our home base. We began at a respectable hour and stopped for a quick breakfast at the Barbarossa Cafe in Kaiserslautern. I had a cheese and ham pastry, PLUS I finally found the puddingbrezel that I had been looking for all trip-long. It had been the first food I had eaten in Germany when I arrived at the airport in 2008. Read the rest of this entry »
My friends Jimmy and Peter are both big fans of the TV series The Greatest American Hero. While the show has always intrigued me, so far I haven’t had the time or inclination to start watching the series. But since I am interested in super-heroes, I did have William Katt, who played the title role in the series (aka Ralph Hanley), on my radar as someone of whom I’d like to meet. What’s more, my friend Peter had gotten a nice photo of himself taken with Katt and his Greatest American Hero co-star Robert Culp. He had gotten Culp to sign the photo, but was still waiting for Katt. 
There are many things in life that I do or many things that I collect simply because I’m a bona fide mentally disturbed completest. I’ll sit through the worst Hitchcock film, eat the most disgusting item from a DD&D restaurant, travel to distant lands to see a VP grave, etc. – all in the name of obsession and the ever-growing scavenger hunt mentality of life. And so it goes with Halloween III: Season of the Witch. At some point, I decided to get autographs from the actors who played Michael Myers in the film franchise, despite the fact that each film seems to get progressively worse. That’s one thing. Halloween III is another. This was the film in the series that didn’t even feature the killer Michael Myers. 
Bob and I awoke bright and early on the morning of Saturday, July 14, 2012, in the cleverly christened Mic Mac Motel in York, Maine. We had just barely crossed the Maine border the evening before, but this would officially be my first venture into Maine, the northeasternmost state in the union. In order to get a jump on the day, we left before 7am on this day, heading northward, stopping for breakfast at the Egg-Ceptional Restaurant in Poland for some corn beef hash and a pair of double yolkers. Then we moved on to yet another city named after a country: Paris, Maine.