Hello, back to my trip in May. My computer was down again that’s why you havened hear from me.

Hello, back to my trip in May. My computer was down again that’s why you havened hear from me.
Like I said the plane home was the worst part of my trip. After being squashed in a middle seat for 9 hours and having very little to eat I got hungry in the middle of the night. Since they won’t let you bring anything on I didn’t even have a candy bar. I arrived at 3:00 PM in LA, and waiting to get trough Customs that took two hours I couldn’t, find the man that drove me to LAX and was to pick. He gave me his cell-phone# but I didn’t have a cell myself so I couldn’t call him. After wandered around over an hour in and outside looking for him, but no luck, it was now 6:00 PM and I was tiered and very sleepy. I finally went out side and got on a shuttle that was going to the Desert and paid $200.00 for the ride. There where two more passengers in the shuttle, one lived in Pasadena and the other in Riverside and they had to be dropped off first. I had a seat to myself in the back so I put my seatbelt on and put a small pillow under my head and my jacket over my body and fell a sleep. It was great because I didn’t know there was a traffic jam on the way and we where held up for an hour. I didn’t get home until midnight and was exhausted. Slept in the next day, the drive that was supposed to pick me up called me that day and told me he was at the airport waiting for me for four hours and I own him money for the gas. So I had to sent him a check for $100.00. If I had flown out of Palm Springs the trip would have been more reasonable. Life and learn it also cost sixty dollar for the second suitcases.
I busy writing my next book all I need is an editor and then have it published.

By for now Maria author of Maria Gypsy Princess,

Trip to Europe second part:

Hi, I been trying to up date my blog for a few weeks now but my Internet Explorer was down.
I landed at Heathrow on 20, of May, and after getting through costoms I when out to find my nephew John. He was nowhere to be found no one was there to pick me up. I called the number I had with me andkept getting a wrong number sighnal. My heavy suitcase and I wandered from one end of the airport to the other and was getting upset. After about fourty minutes or so I went to the information station and talked to ladies there, while I was talking to her a man walked up and spoke to the other lad. The lady was asking my name when the young man standing next to me turned around and said aunt Maria, I been looking all over for you where have you been. Fell into each other arms and laught. "Two souls with on mind." I stayed with the Brett's John, Julliane, their children Emma and Alex for a few days. My nephew Paul and his wife Barbara took me out to a Pub for fish and chips at lunch time a few days later and afterward I spend a few relaxing hours with them sitting in their lovely garden until their boys Nicklas and Joeseph came home from school it was great to talk to them. I hadn't met the youngest "Joe" yet. The last time I was England was in March, 203, when my sister Vicki died. Ed, Vicki's husband is now in a home so we went to see him, he has lost his short time memory, but he knew me and we had a pleasent time talking about the old times. On Saturday John and Alex took me the Lancashire to visit the oldest son Frank and had lovely evening. the next day his friend Rose and his daughter Hannah and I went to a beautiful old estate, the house was kept in pristine condition and the ground were lovely, it even had his own church. We had lunch there it is a tourist attraction and the have tours every weekend. Rose had us over to her house for dinner and we went for a drive afterward she wanted to show us some egrets hatching there young, and we saw them out on the lake. She had brought her dog along so we took him for a walk through a pasture of sheep, with baby sheep crying for there mama it was fun to watch. The only thing I didn't like about England was driving on the wrong side of the street and everythings was so small. Parking the car is very dificult. Frank drove me back to St. Albans where the other Brett's live. Julliane and John took me to a beautiful serine garden where Vickie's was put to rest and we spend some quite time reflecting with a few tears mingled in. We all went to a nice restaurant the last evening and Ed and I had a great time reminsicing about the past. Paul took me to Heathrow next morning, the weather had been great all week but it was drizzling when I left. I had a wonderful time everywhere I went. The flight back home was the worse part fo the trip, I was even hungery on the flight. "America is the best country in the world I hope you all appreciate it." Thanks until next time Maria.

European Trip;

I flew to Stuttgart where my cousin's Edi and Klaus picked me up. I spend few days with them, they drove me Wandersleben. It was my sister Emma's 90th birthday. She was in the hospital when I arrived but thank God she was able to come home the day of her BD, 45 people showed up with flower and songs it was quite festive, with Kuchen and coffee. My sister Alma and her son Walter drove from Austria to be at the party, it was in Wandersleben. My sister's Ida's daughter Inge and hubby Reinhard came. If you read my book you know, my cousin Christian smuggle me over the border from East to the West in 1947. "Christian is Edi's father." Two of my nieces, Marianne and her daughter Katja, picked me up from there, I spend a few days with them. From there a other niece and family took me to a surprise family picnic. there were twenty of my sister Anna off springs, I had met half of them. Erika her husband Mirus and boys took me back to Ludwigsburg where Edi lives, her mother is in a home we when to see her too. Saw the two Kutz, brothers and their families (10) of them, they took me out to dinner. Edi and Kaus drove me to the airport and I flow to London where my sister Vicki's Family lives. Next time about England. Later Maria

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Maria

New Land

Fourth of July might be just another day to some of you. To me it’s much more! I believe America is the best country in the world to live in. My family of five came to Jamestown North Dakota from Austria I in 1950, nun of us spook a word of English. My uncle Jake sponsored us. We all worked on their farm milking cows plowing the fields, etc. Six months later my aunt found me job working for a couple with two little girls. I was with them for a year and I learn English to speak from the girl’s. After I left the Olson’s household I worked in a Café. Two years later my folks left my uncles farm and worked in town and saved enough money to buy their own Farm. I left Dakota in 1955, and moved to California. I became US Citizen in 1960, and it was an importuned “Day” for me! When we were sworn in and I throw the little plastic green card into a basket and were declared Citizens, I was on a special high because now I could “Vote.” We should all support our country, and if you live here you should learn to speak the language and strive to be the best Citizen you can be.

“I feel privileged to be an American.”
Maria

For Fathers Day

Fathers Day is just around the corner. As a child during World War II, I was separated from my father for four years. We were to be reunited. During the two day train trip, I hoped I would be picked up alone, by my father so I wouldn't have to share him with anyone eles. I was lucky, he was alone. When I stepped on the lower step of the train and saw his sweet face I threw myself into his arms and rubbed my soft cheek against his stubbly one. The scent of him brought a flood of memories back and I started to cry. As he wiped my cheeks he whispered, My little Mariechen, you have grown into a beautiful young lady, and he kissed my cheek. I could see the love shining in his eyes and I knew I was safe now.

Maria

Maria Gypsy Princess it's just been published!

This book tells the story of my family, torn apart by war, told from the perspective of a young girl living in ten countries in ten years. The Gypsy Princess provides a candid portrait of a family in a time that shows life is precious and there is good in the hearts of all people.