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AND SO, THIS great adventure comes to an end. It is about 3:30 Washington time (8:30 England time; 9:30 Spanish and Swiss time) and in less than four hours, I will land at Dulles Airport, and – I hope – very soon after that I will be home. I am listening to Hilary Hahn and Natalie Zhu play some Mozart violin sonatas. The BA music programming is crap, so I decided to listen to my own music. I picked Mozart because I want to demonstrate to my friends, Isabelle and Jean-Maurice, that preparacion del paciente para una radiografia de columna lumbosacra I am not anti-Mozart. I love a lot of his work. I just happen to love the work of other composers dolor lumbar tratamiento better. I think they have been disappointed each time they ask me who my favorite composers are and Mozart is not on my list.


MY FRIENDS BRENDA and Jeremy drove me to the airport. I spent the night at their beautiful home in Henley-on-Thames, outside of London. They took me to a couple of pubs last night, and we had a wonderful dinner at one, in Turville, the town where they filmed one of my favorite British TV comedies, “The Vicar of Dibley.” It’s all there, the church and the vicar’s home and other escoliosis leve quaint buildings. The only thing missing was the vicar and the other crazy guests. Dinner was great. I had bangers, not the mini-burgers we refer to by that name, but delicious English sausage.

I had a great time visiting with Jeremy and Brenda, whom I hadn’t really visited with in decades. I’ve seen them on occasion, when they came to Washington to deal with one family death/illness or another, but I’d never really had a chance to sit down and chat with them. I first met them back in 1979 when dolor lumbar embarazo primer trimestre Jeremy and I were attending the American University master’s program in journalism and public affairs. So it was great to just sit down with both of them and chat about what is happening around the world, in our respective worlds. Jeremy is British (his father worked for the British embassy in Washington) and he met and fell in love with Brenda, an American from Pennsylvania hernia discal lumbar, soon after the moved to Washington. Of the more than 30 students in that AU class, Jeremy is one of two who are still in journalism; he works for Reuters news service in its London bureau, but he was been bureau chief in Greece and he has worked in the Belgium bureau.

IT’S HARD TO believe that the three weeks have already gone buy. For weeks, after I decided on my destination escoliosis lumbar levoconvexa and itinerary, I kept thinking that the departure day would never arrive. And once the journey had begun, I kept thinking that three weeks was way too long, and I wondered whether I had made a mistake, that I would grow tired of moving around and poking around. But even though I did get tired at times, and even though there were a few moments when I questioned my sanity for planning such a long vacation, in the end, it all ended way too soon.

BEFORE I FORGET: On my last day in Switzerland, my friends took me to Bern to see the relatively new Paul Klee museum, designed by Renzo Piano, the dieta blanda para radiografia de columna lumbosacra same Italian architect who designed the Menil Collection building in Houston. A beautiful, graceful building, designed to appear as if it were rising out of the ground and about ready to soar into the heavens. It houses an extensive collection of the artist’s work, from his very early days. I have been aware of Klee for years, and have seen his work in various museums, but I came away with a greater appreciation of his escoliosis lumbar leve art.

I am sure there are many things I could have done better. I could have been more adventurous in my culinary quests. I could have chosen better hotels. I could have seen more art museums and historical sights. I could have stayed up later to enjoy some of the late-night entertaining. But I did what felt right, and I think that, in the end, that escoliosis derecha served me well. I am not the typical tourist, eager to set foot on every recommended tourist sight, and I never will be one. I like to roam around and I like to poke around here and there. Sometimes that leads to nothing, but often enough it leads to great surprises, and I value those surprises

WE ARE NOW approaching Newfoundland, which means that we are almost in North America. It means that the plain has cleared that vast area of nothing-but-deep-deep-dark-sea operacion hernia discal lumbar, and if it had to make an emergency landing, it could easily reach St. John’s or Gander. And it means that I have left Europe behind. It saddens me a bit, but that sadness is tampered by the fact that I had an amazingly good time. Thanks for coming along.