Well it started on Tuesday when the coldest part of my apartment suddenly
got extremely warm.
I called the airconditioning company and they came out and reported that the
compressor motor had been stolen So after a zillion phone calls the landlord
said she had another furnished apartment and put me up in that one. Well
nobody could figure out how I was going to get back and forth from that flat
to my flat. I just laughed! I had tucked the pk in and when we got to the
temporary digs I marked its entrence as a poi and as they say on tv "the
rest is history." Peg and I ran back and forth checking e-mail eating etc
and picking up deliveries and well I know, I'm preaching to the choir here
but I don't know what I would have done without the gps this last 3 days.
Thank you again, Mike and Charles.
Mary Ellen Earls.