Sunday, March 31, 2013
Easter Sunday is covered in snow. The weather outside does not look inviting, and, to top it off, I am ill. The fabulous four-day Easter weekend I had envisioned has become a chance to take it easy and get some needed rest. I had wanted to take the train up to Germany, or pop over to Basel or Bern for a bit of sight-seeing, but, really, I will be lucky if I have enough energy to make it down the block to the corner store for some cough syrup. Well, I would have made the attempt if the store were actually open.
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