A-Z Challenge ~ K for Kiosk

 ⚠ Warning! This post contains the answer to today's Wordle ⚠
⚠ Proceed at your own risk ⚠

This year again I choose an easy way out. Each day I'm going to solve the Wordle of the day, using as starter a word beginning with the letter of the day. I hope to post every day except Sundays.

As the alternative badges, as supplied by Lissa suggest travel I'll prefer travel-related words as starter words, and if at all possible, I'll avoid words containing the same letter more than once.

I'll maybe add a few words about my chosen starter word if fancy takes me and I have time and energy for it, else I'll just post the solution - or not in the case that I did not solve it.

Today my starting word is Kiosk.
The average today is 5,3 or very challenging.  I am a bit above - or is it below? - average:

Wordle 1.759 6/6
⬜🟨⬜⬜⬜
⬜⬜🟨🟨🟨
⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜
⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜
⬜🟨🟨🟩🟨
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩

Kiosk is a Turkish word, but they now exist all over, and I'm once again going to Africa.

When travelling to Africa I belonged to a group of people in a bus, a Danish travelling school. In our buses we drove all the way there - meaning that we went through DDR (German Democratic Republic), Czechoslovakia, Hungary, Yugoslavia, Greece, Turkey and Syria, where we left the buses.
We arrived to Egypt by boat, and travelled by train, bus, boat and whatnot all the way to Khartoum in Sudan and back again.

Over Christmas we spent some time waiting in Khartoum ... I no longer recall for what or for whom we were waiting, but it was a much needed break. We spent the waiting time in a hostel of some kind. Lots of small rooms in a three winged, low building, with all the doors from the 6-bed rooms leading out to a porch surrounding a green yard. The third side was taken up by trees, a wall, some buildings and a kiosk. This kiosk delivered all kinds of to us exotic foods. We were frequent customers, we enjoyed the food, we washed us and our clothes, we wrote letters, drew, sung and relaxed.
    On Christmas eve I recited the gospel from memory, and next day we had presents from home. A big bag of mixed candy, mostly liquorice, which most Danes love, and which is not to be had south of the liquorice-line, placed somewhere in central Germany - Netherlands.

And now for today's Wordle:

And I think today's Wordle deserves an advertisement for the Pen & Paper solving method! At least it saved me from a Fail today.

Sunday Selections :: Digger ~ Colour26 Søndagsbilleder :: Gravemaskine

I do not know why this digger fascinated me so much. Something about the contrasting colours and the "King of the Hill" way it was parked.

Jeg ved ikke lige hvorfor denne her gravemaskine fascinerede mig. Det var noget med farverne, og så noget med at den stod parkeret deroppe på toppen af jordbunken.

Next day it was doing the digger's version of sawing off the branch you're sitting at.

Næste dag var den i gang med gravemaskinens ækvivalent til at save den gren over man selv sidder på.

And then I saw no more, because the bus, I was waiting for was arriving - it can be seen over the top of the hill to the left.

Og så kom bussen - som man kan se over toppen af højen til venstre - og jeg nåede ikke at se mere.

And I misremembered the colour of April. It is not blue at all, but green. Well the fields at least are green.

  --  💚  -- 

Og månedens farve for april er altså grøn, ikke spor blå! Så må markerne bare tælle i stedet.

A-Z Challenge ~ J for Jails ~ Updated

This year again I choose an easy way out. Each day I'm going to solve the Wordle of the day, using as starter a word beginning with the letter of the day. I hope to post every day at noon my time (GMT +2. Dang you DST!).

As the alternative badges, as supplied by Lissa suggest travel I'll prefer travel-related words as starter words, and if at all possible, I'll avoid words containing the same letter more than once.

I'll maybe add a few words about my chosen starter word if fancy takes me and I have time and energy for it, else I'll just post the solution - or not in the case that I did not solve it.

Today my starting word is Jails.
The average today is 4 or modertely challenging -- I am above average, but want to blame my starter word:

Wordle 1.757 5/6
⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜
⬜🟩⬜⬜⬜
🟨🟨⬜⬜⬜
🟨🟩🟩🟨⬜
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩

Jails and travelling do not have much in common, unless we include some time travelling in this - but this story'll have to wait, I'm busy and just jumped in to post a bit delayed.

Jails are not normally mentioned in the same breath as travels. But let's travel first just a bit and then far back in time.

The frst Jail
- For many years I lived in Elsinore. Late one night I visited the pub, where I drank chocolate milk and played pool. Just before closing time I had a pineapple soft drink. I took the half filled bottle with me when the pub closed and began walking home. I did not make it far, walking in the pedestrian inner city, before a police car pulled up next to me and an officer told me I was under arrest. I asked why, and he told me that I very well knew. I did not know of any crime, and raked my brain ... what did I do? I only felt guilty of the very minor crime of stealing the soft drink bottle from the pub (they were, and still are, subject of a deposit of like 0.20 €).
At the police station, I was sat on a stool, asked to take off my outer garments, empty all pockets and hand over all this and my bag - containing a diary/poetry/drawing book, some pencils, a scarf, cigarettes, a lighter, a bike lamp, and some paper towels - as far as I remember. I was allowed to keep and drink the soft drink after the officer sniffed at it.
I sat on the stool for a long time, now and then the officer, that sat typing away at the desk looked up at me, and I looked back at him. I tried asking him why I was detained, but he only replied that I was under arrest, and he was not allowed to answer any questions. I asked to use the toilet, but no, I could not.
After a couple of hours -- it was now nearing four o'clock in the morning, the cathedral almost next door marked the passing time with bell strokes every quarter hour -- the two original officers from the car returned and said that they were very sorry, it was a case of mistaken identity, I was free to leave.

Elsinore is famous for Castle Kronborg, the castle where Hamlet plays. We only visited when we had visitors form far away, strange thing that you never visit the sights of your home-town.
    Deep down in the dungeons there's a small, very disgusting jail reserved back then for tough criminals, and the king's enemies. It is triangular, the bars making out one of the sides of the for a start equilateral triangle. But the bars were movable, and were moved steadily closer to the back walls, so that the prisoner in the end was not able to lie down, and if he did not break down from this, water from the moat could be led into the underground cells. The prisoners here did not survive for very long.

This was today's rambling time travels.

And now for today's Wordle:

A-Z Challenge ~ I for Inlet

 ⚠ Warning! This post contains the answer to today's Wordle ⚠
⚠ Proceed at your own risk ⚠

This year again I choose an easy way out. Each day I'm going to solve the Wordle of the day, using as starter a word beginning with the letter of the day. I hope to post every day at noon my time (GMT +2. Dang you DST!).

As the alternative badges, as supplied by Lissa suggest travel I'll prefer travel-related words as starter words, and if at all possible, I'll avoid words containing the same letter more than once.

I'll maybe add a few words about my chosen starter word if fancy takes me and I have time and energy for it, else I'll just post the solution - or not in the case that I did not solve it.

Today my starting word is Inlet. This was the solution Wednesday -- Strangely the same thing happened last year with Hazel. But unlike then I did not make a fake 'solve in one' for today. That I solved it today at all was sheer luck. I did not even know the word!
The average today is 5,3 very challenging -- I am still average:

Wordle 1.756 5/6
⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜
⬜🟨🟨🟨⬜
🟩⬜🟨⬜🟨
🟩🟨⬜🟨⬜
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩

Inlet and travelling fits nicely together.

When travelling to Africa we drove all the way there - meaning that we went through DDR (GDR), Czechoslovakia, Hungary, Yugoslavia, Greece, Turkey and Syria - I was there with a group of people in a bus, we belonged to a Danish travelling school.

I remember one beautiful morning ... we had been driving through the night, and now it was early morning, somewhere in Czechoslovakia. The dawn broke, and it was like in the song, Morning has broken ... I had to stop the bus and admire the view over the mountains, down to a lake with trees all around and a small, sea green boat just leaving an inlet, bright and clear in the sunrise.
We all went out of the buses and just stood there looking. It was as if the world was created all anew just for us.

And now for today's Wordle:

A-Z Challenge ~ H is for Hamam

This year again I choose an easy way out. Each day I'm going to solve the Wordle of the day, using as starter a word beginning with the letter of the day. I hope to post every day at noon my time (GMT +2. Dang you DST!).

As the alternative badges, as supplied by Lissa suggest travel I'll prefer travel-related words as starter words, and if at all possible, I'll avoid words containing the same letter more than once.

I'll maybe add a few words about my chosen starter word if fancy takes me and I have time and energy for it, else I'll just post the solution - or not in the case that I did not solve it.

Today my starting word was to have been Hamam. But unlike in Danish and Turkish, Hammam in English has two m's in the middle and thus did not fit. I solved today's Wordle using another travel-related H-word, but I'm going to stick with hammam for my short story.
The average today is 4,3 -- I am still average:

Wordle 1.755 4/6
⬜⬜⬜🟩🟨
🟨⬜⬜⬜⬜
⬜⬜🟨🟨⬜
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩

Gnome and travelling - how does this fit together?

When travelling to Africa we drove all the way there - meaning that we went through DDR (GDR), Czechoslovakia, Hungary, Yugoslavia, Greece, Turkey and Syria. We spent a long time in Turkey, driving almost all the way to the Turkish-Iranian border. This was because the original plan was to go to India, but we reached there mid-November 1979. Remember the Iran hostage crisis? So we turned around, bound for Africa instead.

Driving through Turkey in November was tough, it snowed, it rained, mud and snow made for lots of vehicle pushing, the vehicles broke down and needed repairs. In short, we were often in need of a bath. And luckily even the smallest of hamlets normally had a hammam. Beautiful buildings, with vaults and water, lots of water, hot water, and soap, and towels. Heaven for the frozen and dirty traveller. In the smallest hammams boys and girls were separated in time, in the larger we had separate wings, but anywhere, big, beefy women or men - according to your sex - stood ready to scrub you clean with big chunks of soap and dry you off with big, coarse towels. The hammams were not always impeccable, but the towels were pristine, and all of one's body tingled afterwards. A glass of hot and sweet tea tea at the nearest tea parlour finished off the treatment.

And now for today's Wordle: