..........and you?Me:...........nice to meet youShe: nice to meet you tooMe: where are you from?She: CanadaMe: wow that's cool, i have never met anyon... from CanadaShe: really?Me: yes reallyMe: so what are you doing here?She: just came to see ViennaMe: and how long have you been here?She: just an hour agoMe: oh really? Then you are welcome to Vienna and to me tooShe: smile....Thank youMe: so how long you gonna stay?She: just 3 days Me: oh not so longShe: yesMe: then what will happen to me after. " I guess."Several hours later, and back in his office, Bill Nelson tiredly signed the last of an awesome stack of forms, explaining the accident and his response. He picked up the stack and tiredly carried them to the elevator, which surprisingly enough was waiting on his floor. As he rode up he slumped against the back wall, willing himself the strength to stay alert until he could deliver the forms, sign out, and make his way to his upper west side apartment. Upstairs he flopped the stack. I left Carlos and Juan working on one of the houses that was on the for sale block. At that time we had not sold all the houses on that street. Since the truck break down came shortly after the first festival, there was still a month or more of work in the Village. While they worked I ran errands. I left the truck running everywhere I went. The idea was to put as little drain on the battery as possible and charge it as long as possible.First I went to the bike shop to leave my trike. "I would. ‘Is that who I think it is?’ I asked the room in general. The welcoming party tittered an affirmative. ‘Oh crap.’ The laughter rose. Now, bear in mind that I’m an experienced journalist. I’ve interviewed the president, celebrities (Bruce Willis was thoroughly entertaining, and I nearly got into a cat fight with Jada Pinkett-Smith), oil moguls and five star generals. I have never in my life been this intimidated. All this happened in a span of thirty seconds, and I was already a nervous wreak..