Afternoon quickie to wet your appetite.

Dreamt I was proposed to.  It went something like this:   “Wait, don’t tell me, you’ve met the woman of your dreams and you called to tell me because for some reason you think I really want to hear that you’re happy, and in love, but not with me. “No, I…” “Okay, then you’ve called …

Midnight and I’m thinking of vampires

And yet I still find bits of writing running through my head.  Oh for sure, being in the shadow of Big Ben earlier today while on a walking tour of downtown London, then another wonderful night with Dom, you'd think I'd have come back to my rental and fallen into a dream filled sleep.  But …

It’s 3:20 in the morning…

I've discovered a phenomenon here in the UK of which I was not aware.  The sun's been coming up a little before five AM each morning, and not setting until after nine at night.  I've had over 16 hours of daylight every day since I got here and you know what?  I LOVE IT!  Mind …

Jet lag finally caught up with me.

Alright, to catch you up before I head off to bed.  Kathrine  scored me a ticket to the England v Belgium soccer match yesterday.  I was cheering for Belgium because between the two countries, Belgium sits closest to Germany which is where I was born (and next on my list of 30 day tours).   Anyway, …

And I thought we partied hard in the States…

Almost 6:30 AM.  Just getting in.  Kathrine and her friends are great.  That club was huge and of course, Paul Oakenfield was guest deejaying.  I LOVE him.  And as if Katherine wasn't already cool,  she got me a ticket to the England v. Belgium football (just love hearing the guys say that) match later today. …

Bloody Hell (stolen from a fav British movie)

OMG!  I’m not even sure where to begin.  I mean…WOW.  First off, the flight was totally mellow. The food on international flights is delish.  I, of course, fell instantly asleep after eating.  Having not slept the night before helped tremendously.  I woke up about seven this morning, that would be 2:00 AM, EST.  We were …

Getting ready to leave.

I’m nervous.  Not because of the adventure I’m about to have, but because I don’t like to fly and in about eight hours, I’m going to be on a long flight.  When I say long, I mean friggin’ eight and a half hours long.  In an airplane.  Thirty some odd THOUSAND feet above the Earth.  …

Last minute travel

It's that Bass Ackwards / Leap of Faith thing at work again.  I haven't thought much about this since the last post, but just this morning, I decided I'm going to take my "virtual" leave of absence to London, England after all.  As you read the coming month's posts, I want you to suspend reality along …