The Lonesome Lane

Melanie had a good flight to Washington, DC. She sat next to a gentleman from India, living in Texas. They had a good conversation. In DC, she had a stop over for a few hours. There she had a smoothie and a bagel. From there, she boarded a very crowded plane for Frankfurt,Germany. Having a center aisle seat, she was unable to prop her head on anything, did have no familiar shoulder, and thus got little sleep. The ipod she thought was loaded with many songs, only had four.
At 3AM she made it to Germany where Heather met her in the auto. She got to see firsthand the high speeds of the autobahn. She said it seemed only Mercedes and Volvos traveled the roads over here.
She slept most of the next day and has mostly lounged around the house. The house is upscale from the average house in Germany. The lady they rent it from lives in the states as well. It has a goldfish pond with bridge, the woodwork throughout like a swiss chalet.
Already, Melanie is putting in to move. She is in love with the pastoral scenery of rolling hills, crops in the fields, cattle and sheep. There are no large cities. Only villages. In the village she is near, you can hear the church bell tolling. She says it is like going back into the sixties.
We are able to communicate daily via the computer, with Skype. Skype is a free software phone for the computer. You can talk and
see the person if you have a webcam. I can even talk to her via my little ipod touch, which I downloaded Skype into and use a cell phone set of headphones with the built in microphone.
That is the latest and most up to date. She was keeping Ryland and Ella last evening for Heather, who was out. The kids go to bed at 8PM.
This Saturday she is going with them to Rylands soccer match. Just doing simple things, enjoying the laid back way of life.
Wonder if Germany has a need for a nurse and a photographer?