Hell-o London....
If you notice the date/time stamp below you'll see that this message is being posted at the genuinely awful hour of 3 a.m. About the time I went to bed this night the thunder and lightning made it's appearance. Around here that means two crazed dogs, so as I lay in bed anticipating their panting, shaking and low guttural whining I struck upon the idea of calling Julie in London. At 2 a.m. here it is 8 a.m. to the Limey's.
Using the phone in our office I was able to get the infamous hotel telephone answering tree as described below. Once again I hit #6, "other lines" and was caught in the perpetual motion machine of message replay that had frustrated me earlier in the day. Desperate to talk to the bride, after missing her this afternoon, I grabbed the cell phone and went thru the same procedure. Voila within in minutes I had the sweet bride on the line, sounding sleepy but as clear as if she was in the next room. How wonderful it was to hear her voice and as the thunder boomed in the night in Midland hear of their adventures in London and Paris. All is well with them, but they are sore and tired from the excursion to Paris and the climb up the Eiffel Tower. We spent about 45 minutes on the phone, cost unknown, but cost is no object when you have not talked to your beloved in 5 days. The longest I've ever gone without hearing her voice.
Explanatory note: I had tried several times to call Julie at the hotel using our office phone. I could dial thru to the hotel, get into the menu tree but when I selected #6 "other lines" I would go back to the main menu. I finally have decided that we have a defected #6 button on our office phone though it appears to work fine on other direct dial numbers. The phone tree just doesn't like it!
If you notice the date/time stamp below you'll see that this message is being posted at the genuinely awful hour of 3 a.m. About the time I went to bed this night the thunder and lightning made it's appearance. Around here that means two crazed dogs, so as I lay in bed anticipating their panting, shaking and low guttural whining I struck upon the idea of calling Julie in London. At 2 a.m. here it is 8 a.m. to the Limey's.
Using the phone in our office I was able to get the infamous hotel telephone answering tree as described below. Once again I hit #6, "other lines" and was caught in the perpetual motion machine of message replay that had frustrated me earlier in the day. Desperate to talk to the bride, after missing her this afternoon, I grabbed the cell phone and went thru the same procedure. Voila within in minutes I had the sweet bride on the line, sounding sleepy but as clear as if she was in the next room. How wonderful it was to hear her voice and as the thunder boomed in the night in Midland hear of their adventures in London and Paris. All is well with them, but they are sore and tired from the excursion to Paris and the climb up the Eiffel Tower. We spent about 45 minutes on the phone, cost unknown, but cost is no object when you have not talked to your beloved in 5 days. The longest I've ever gone without hearing her voice.
Explanatory note: I had tried several times to call Julie at the hotel using our office phone. I could dial thru to the hotel, get into the menu tree but when I selected #6 "other lines" I would go back to the main menu. I finally have decided that we have a defected #6 button on our office phone though it appears to work fine on other direct dial numbers. The phone tree just doesn't like it!
