"Cheese ... now!"

(I had problems posting this yesterday ... here it is again.)

Quick update ...

I've been working my butt off here, but then the idea isn't to blog work activities. Looks like I'll probably be here an extra day or two.

You may recall that caught a ride to the customer site with another guy. He's been here all week, so we've been hanging out at night, eating dinner in a quaint little village square. He's looking up an old friend tonight, though, so I'm on my own. I'm working late (still in the lab, actually) but hope to catch a cab back to the hotel. My friend here has coached me on the equivalent of "taxi ...< address> ... to < hotel> ... now." Of course, < address is only one word so we'll see how this turns out in the end.

I can't help but think of my brother, who moonlights as a taxi dispatcher. Wonder what he'd do with such a call.

A few more random thoughts ...

The locals assure me that this is not a new building per se. Apparently, they're just adding on to an existing building. What-ever.

These people really dig cheese. I mean, I like cheese as much as the next guy (ok, maybe not quite that much), but come on people. Cheese for breakfast. Cheese for lunch. Last night, I ordered some chicken without the cheese on top. The waitress helpfully suggested that I might instead like the one *stuffed* with cheese instead. Then, she looked at me funny and my companion shrugged as if to say "what-ever."

As I mentioned my destination to folks, I can't tell you how many guys responded by saying "the women there are really hot." Apparently, there's like a whole czech aisle in the adult video stores (< ahem> not that I'd know). Well, I gotta say they're not entirely wrong. Maybe it's all that cheese?