tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17913552.post7252242684054818677..comments2024-03-29T13:12:47.415+01:00Comments on wcs: Presqu'île De Crozonwcshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00551283829616757577noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17913552.post-61121058019339591452007-05-16T08:22:00.000+02:002007-05-16T08:22:00.000+02:00I'm much better at it now. These days, it's intera...I'm much better at it now. These days, it's interacting on the phone that stresses me. I don't know why, since there's no face-to-face, but it does. I've mastered calling for reservations, or a Dr's appointment. Maybe it's just that with the phone, there's no time to practice in your head how the conversation will go, except in the two situations I mentioned. You're completely on your own.wcshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00551283829616757577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17913552.post-8468910709508192292007-05-15T20:13:00.000+02:002007-05-15T20:13:00.000+02:00I sure remember what it was like to dread initiati...I sure remember what it was like to dread initiating a necessary conversation. In fact, after 4 years, there are still times I dread it. Especially when it is some complicated construction issue. Alas the expatriat cross... it is heavy sometimes.Papadesdeuxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11629184020220545924noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17913552.post-33175652800023186882007-05-14T10:01:00.000+02:002007-05-14T10:01:00.000+02:00I remember telling you it was your turn to go in a...I remember telling you it was your turn to go in and ask about a room for the night. I was coming down with a cold and was feeling lousy. Actually, I was sick for the rest of the trip. Don't remember that hotel at all. Wasn't it already dark by the time we found the place? And I remember driving to a restaurant way out in the middle of nowhere to have dinner. The restaurant was crowded, noisy, and warm, and the food was delicious.Ken Broadhursthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04430899802705818716noreply@blogger.com