Welcome
Formerly titled "The Traveling Job Coach" and then "The Traveling Athletic Director," this blog is
for me and my memory because it's not very good.
My memory is not very good. See what I mean?
This blog has also morphed into a place for me to share my thoughts on life and how I see the world.
These thoughts often bubble to the surface during my travels.
I don't concern myself with grammar. This is simply a place for me to record my memories,
thoughts and feelings while I travel.
I started this blog before my trip to Europe July 10-24, 2009. Email me at brosefield@gmail.com
whilst I'm traveling or comment on posts here if you see something that
strikes your fancy.
Yes, I used the words whilst and fancy in the same paragraph.
Monday, March 27, 2017
The Spotted Pig
Mom and I made it to The Village and ate a late lunch at The Spotted Pig. The wait was worth it. Such a cool place and great food. The bathroom tripped me out. One bathroom. Two stalls. Male and female welcome! When I walked out of my stall there was a woman washing her hands. I said, "never been in a bathroom like this." "First time for everything" was her reply. I think she's right. Very lovely spot that I would go to again.
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