Punishment
I'm paying for yesterday's long trek today, muscle pain in my legs.
Lady D feels it too, she says. But it was a great trek.
Punishment II: I received my new credit card from ABN AMRO yesterday after having lost the old one last weekend. Tried to activate it, an infuriating experience. Called, got into the answering system thingy, and never got out. Punched in the card number, punched in my birthday, punched in my phone number, only to be told that the information was incorrect, start all over again. "You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave" as Don Henley sings. Did that a couple of times without being able to get hold of anything made of flesh and blood that you could talk to. Pissed off, I hung up, and called American Express to activate their card. Punched in card number, punched in birthday and was directed to A PERSON who greeted me with my Chinese name and took care of the hole thing in less than two minutes. We have to change banks, I'm getting tired of this Dutch combo.