Fa – the Green Dragon

A Place for the Odd Musings of an Expat Bristolian

There’s a First time for Everything

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The first time I came to The United States  was as an immigrant in October of 1969. I stayed until 1983 at which time the company I worked for sent me back to Europe to manage their affairs in Europe, Scandinavia, North Africa and the Middle east. I returned to the USA in 1987 but stayed less than a year before being sent to China until 1991. I’ve been here ever since. So in total I have lived in the US for about 39 years. So what?  Well the point of telling you this is that today was the very first time I went into a White Castle restaurant to order and eat.

I visited my clinic for a check up and since I had time to spare while I waited for my Metro Mobility bus, I decided to visit the White castle on Rice Street in St, Paul. I have been told that it is the first St. Paul White Castle but have not been able to verify this point yet. I ordered an egg and bacon sandwich on toast, nibblers and a coffee. It was good.

I guess I should try it more often instead of waiting 39 years. Who knows what I have been missing.

Author: Cethru Cellophane

I have reached the regrettable realization that I may have squandered my life. I did a quick count recently and figured that I have visited about 66 countries, and lived for more than 3 years in 3 of them. During this time I completed 14 corporate moves (relocations) and have changed my address more than 23 times. I should have settled on a profession that would have kept me in one place with no packing and unpacking. When I think of the time I have spent bundling my life into and out of boxes. Ah well, it's all water under the bridge. But I am grateful for the experience. At the end of the day I will be able to say with a certain authority, "been there, done that". A note about this site’s Header Image The Header image for this site is of the Smith Avenue High Bridge. The bridge was built in 1889 and carries Minnesota State Highway 149 across its span of 2770 feet, 160 feet above the mighty Mississippi River. The picture was taken from the river looking to the north-east and downtown Saint Paul. The bridge is about 1040 miles from New Orleans. One of the reasons I like this view is that I come from a city which has a spectacular bridge. It’s the Clifton Suspension Bridge http://www.ikbrunel.org.uk/clifton-suspension-bridge which spans the Avon Gorge and the River Avon in Bristol, U.K. It’s about 1350 feet long and stands 245 feet above the river below. Sadly it has claimed the lives of more than 400 people who have committed suicide by jumping from the bridge. As a side note, not all attempts were successful. two small girls thrown off the bridge by their deranged father survived the fall when they were fished from the river by the crew of a passing pilot boat. The bridge was opened in 1864 and was designed by the 24 year old architect, Isambard Kingdom brunel. It took 35 years to complete.

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