It was a nice end to a manic 10 days.
Though I was in Germany at the Frankfurt Book Fair, there's plenty of past posts dealing with it and far too few featuring my wonderful daughter.
This is my 800th post.
That feels hard to believe as I never dreamed that what started as a way to fill in the down time on the road has become a sort of a diary substitute.
Funny how stuff becomes part of the architecture of your "stuff".
That's a bit overplaying it.