Hi Everybody,
Our Internet is completely dead again except the Skype is working. Chuck says it has something to do with the DNS settings and the fact that Skype uses fixed IP addresses. I don’t care why, as long as we have some way to communicate with the folks back home. Today was a pretty exciting day for the adults as we were interviewed by a journalist for a local paper. He brought a previous edition of the paper with him and, on the 3rd page, there was a picture of our girls receiving their medals from Susan. Cool, huh?
Heather and the girls in the 3rd place 500m K4 - From Saturday's race
Susan and I made a trip with Coach Zebet’s driver into the mountains. The scenery was beautiful and our translator, Roxana, was able to discuss whatever we wanted. Unfortunately, I have a tendency to get carsick on mountain roads and this time was no exception. Still, I think I got some great photos.
The coastline of Romania at dusk
Tuesday night we announced that if anyone was more than 10 minutes late to a meal, their food was up for grabs. We did this for two reasons. First, some of the kids were ignoring dinnertime in order to play longer on the computer games downstairs. Our hosts insist on having some of their athletes clear the table when we are done, and the latecomers meant that these folks were having to make multiple trips upstairs. This was just plain rude and didn’t need to continue. The 2nd reason is that some of the kids have been making trips into town and eating there, so they weren’t hungry at dinnertime. If they didn’t let us know, the food just sat on their plates and got cold. This was rude not only to our hosts, who went out of their way to provide for us, but also to their fellow diners who would have very much enjoyed having the extra portion. Please understand, this rule does not apply if an athlete isn’t off the water or is involved in some sort of practice at dinnertime.
Last night we had an athlete ignore the dinner hour. He was playing a game he enjoys on the computer and just chose not to come up to eat. He was not happy when he came thru the door, 20 minutes after dinnertime, and was reminded of the rule. There was plenty of bread, vegetables, and sliced meats, but his hot dinner entrée had been divided among his fellow athletes EXACTLY 10 minutes after the assigned dinnertime. He took his ribbing with grace and many promises of retribution, but, clearly, the point had been made. Today, this athlete was first in line for breakfast and lunch.
The RO boys have no practices until Monday, and they are very much enjoying their holiday. It is NEVER quiet here; there is always some sort of music playing. Today, though, must be a record day for the number of music sources playing really different types of music at the same time. Every possible window is open to catch whatever breeze there may be, so I am getting a full dose of RO teenager. On one hand, I have something about a girl with Apple bottom jeans and boot with the fur, and on the other I have something that resembles a temple chant combined with a driving bass beat. I think my fillings are rattling. Am I showing my age?
(Editor's Note - Shorty Got Low is not on Marcy's iPod playlist. Or is any Euro-Techno Trance. I believe the wildest thing she has this trip is Air Supply. :-D )
Take care,
Marcy
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