Right. Well. We’re on vacation. Yesterday was a long day of dedicated tourism, capped off with an enthusiastic consumption of ale and wine. All in all, much fun. It started with our setting out all fresh and peppy for the Tower of London. We had vouchers that needed to be exchanged for the Tube passes (magnetic strips, not Oystercards), and we could do that at nearby Paddington Station. No problem, except that the desk that did that was permanently closed, and we’d have to go to Piccadilly station to do it, with the permission of the Tube dude at the…
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Note to self — must find memory card with nude shot of me and delete it because david would not let me take recipocal reciprocal nude picture of him. Second note to self — probably not good idea to drink pint of Fuller’s ESB AND half bottle of molto deliszioso Pinot Grigio in same evening. My handwriting was adversely affected by all the alcohol coursing merrily through my veins that evening. It’s kind of hard to convey this in a post without it looking like it was run through a spammer’s reverse-spellchecker (how many ways can you spell Viagra? Well,…
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Sept. 6th – Arrival Day. We’ve not done so badly at the end of our first day. With the help of friendly locals, we’re actually found a nice pub, eaten too good meals, and dealt with the confusing, crowded maze of corridors and transportation options on arrival at Heathrow and then Paddington Station. The hotel is a bit of a let-down — the rooms are tiny, but they’ve been updated to a pretty high standard. Breakfast tomorrow will be the test. At least the place has a lift (elevator!).
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Departure Day: September 5th 2003, in flight The moon’s reflection slid along the port (left!) wing and we were off on the Big Trip to England. Another trip, another travel journal, and another vague promise to actually keep up with the jotting down of impressions, experiences, fleeting glimpses, and anecdotes. Well, we’ll see. Everything in italic is pretty much as I wrote it in the travel journal I took along. Any glaring boo-boos are corrected in (bold), and be advised that opinions and preconceptions changed in surprising ways!
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My jeans keep buttcancelling my iPhone apps. Maybe iOS 8 will make it so my jeans buttTweet gibberish. 2014-09-17 In, uh news that I didn't tweet at the time because reasons, @MrRileycat_Esq crossed the #RainbowBridge on 31AUG. 2014-09-17 Thank you, @NPR, now I've got #Badiyah stuck in my head! 2014-09-19 @pedzz_bd Thank you, Stan – pets give so much, it's hard to lose them 2014-09-19 @MoRocca She must be sad, but she'll always be a monarch of singing. 2014-09-19 RT @nprAudie: @NPRinskeep @MorningEdition completely worth it to see you jamming out in the studio to it #badeeya 2014-09-19 @NPRinskeep @nprAudie…