I think I picked up a virus in Sweden.
Not that. NO. I mean I used a wifi server to open my blog page, somewhere by cell phone, and now it's getting tons of incoming hits from an icky website and I have to go through it and see if I got something contagious. If I open the site at retroworks.blogspot.se (Sweden) it opens ok, but .com opens something different. Don't go to the website tao of bad donkey, it may have infected the Radisson hotel website (run by ESM).
Europe has not been easy for wifi. Most of the free wifi sites require you to enter a EU cell phone number and then a text is SMS'd to you to enter and validate. I've got no EU phone, had planned to make all my calls on internet while here.
I've got another Europe travel blog started but have to make it to the plane. I see a huge drop off in all visits to the blog in the past few hours except for my own and the SPAM icky site, so I hope I don't have to start over. I'm in Sweden by the way.
I can't say anything really meaty yet about this week's meetings with Interpol staff in Lyon or meeting former Basel Convention sec staff in Geneva and Fribourg, or today's meeting with Hurricane Joe Benson at Heathrow (my first such honor). There is a lot of meat on the stove. This was a big, big trip.
From the desk deck of the Scandilines ferry, facing west, it occured to me that a road trip in Europe, not by train or Ryanair or Virgin express or Easyjet, has been unique. I've driven from New England to Arkansas many times, and from Arkansas to Mexico, but this is my first multi-day (5 driving) trip through 6 countries in Europe.
Our Dane friends, the French family, the Swiss, the Dutch, etc. who I've spoken to it's funny how everyone things my road trip, by car, from Copenhagen to Perpignan and back, seemed a very American way to travel. FrWhat I can say is that it's the least American road trip ever in Europe. I meet no Americans, no one but Europeans, in the gas stations, on the roads, in the restaurants. I stop in tons and cities whiech either cont have trains or no gare close to the highway
OK, have to go rescue the car from European parking ticket spiders. At 9 AM they crawl out of alleys and behind bushes and simultaneously parking ticket 100% of street parked cars. Kidding, actually I haven't gotten a parking ticket. I don't think I got a speeding ticket on the autabahn, either, but my wife says they have speed cameras (like in Arizona two years ago) and snap you and mail you the ticket. If that's true, I may break the European banking system.
Not that. NO. I mean I used a wifi server to open my blog page, somewhere by cell phone, and now it's getting tons of incoming hits from an icky website and I have to go through it and see if I got something contagious. If I open the site at retroworks.blogspot.se (Sweden) it opens ok, but .com opens something different. Don't go to the website tao of bad donkey, it may have infected the Radisson hotel website (run by ESM).
Europe has not been easy for wifi. Most of the free wifi sites require you to enter a EU cell phone number and then a text is SMS'd to you to enter and validate. I've got no EU phone, had planned to make all my calls on internet while here.
I've got another Europe travel blog started but have to make it to the plane. I see a huge drop off in all visits to the blog in the past few hours except for my own and the SPAM icky site, so I hope I don't have to start over. I'm in Sweden by the way.
I can't say anything really meaty yet about this week's meetings with Interpol staff in Lyon or meeting former Basel Convention sec staff in Geneva and Fribourg, or today's meeting with Hurricane Joe Benson at Heathrow (my first such honor). There is a lot of meat on the stove. This was a big, big trip.
From the desk deck of the Scandilines ferry, facing west, it occured to me that a road trip in Europe, not by train or Ryanair or Virgin express or Easyjet, has been unique. I've driven from New England to Arkansas many times, and from Arkansas to Mexico, but this is my first multi-day (5 driving) trip through 6 countries in Europe.
Our Dane friends, the French family, the Swiss, the Dutch, etc. who I've spoken to it's funny how everyone things my road trip, by car, from Copenhagen to Perpignan and back, seemed a very American way to travel. FrWhat I can say is that it's the least American road trip ever in Europe. I meet no Americans, no one but Europeans, in the gas stations, on the roads, in the restaurants. I stop in tons and cities whiech either cont have trains or no gare close to the highway
OK, have to go rescue the car from European parking ticket spiders. At 9 AM they crawl out of alleys and behind bushes and simultaneously parking ticket 100% of street parked cars. Kidding, actually I haven't gotten a parking ticket. I don't think I got a speeding ticket on the autabahn, either, but my wife says they have speed cameras (like in Arizona two years ago) and snap you and mail you the ticket. If that's true, I may break the European banking system.
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