Here's where I'm going, mostly

The batteries and iPod are charging, and the clothes are busy tumbling in the dryer, and let’s be honest, I won’t get around to packing them until tomorrow, which is when my flight lights off over the Atlantic, but that’s not for hours so everything will be fine.

I’ll be in the UK for just under two weeks, the first week or so in London hanging out with Nicole and wandering around museums and castles and a comedy show and a musical before we head north to Scotland to find the Loch Ness Monster, which we will see, obviously.

And then it’s just me, to Cardiff in Wales and Bath and Stonehenge, which is old and broken compared to newer Stonehenge that I saw last year in the United States of America on the side of a hill in the 40-degree desert heat, where it was just called “Stonehenge,” as if it was the only one that mattered. And then it’s back to London, just like that, and off on a plane back to Vancouver, leaving on my birthday, which, with the time changes in the air will be the longest birthday I’ve had, but I’ll be owed those hours anyway.

Perhaps I’ll post updates along the way, if there’s time and Internet and something interesting to say, which I imagine there will be, even for a line or two and a picture of something pretty.