Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Spring Break Update

So I'm working on the blog guys, though it's a slow process. What I can tell you, however, is that due to Facebook being a total JERK I can't upload my pictures it seems. Instead I uploaded them on Flikr (of course they're in backwards order so start at the finish, like you do). Here's the address:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/37863445@N02/page12/

Then of course I ran out of room to upload on Flikr, so I added the rest on Photobucket, so all the emo kids (including yourself) can get a look:

http://s617.photobucket.com/albums/tt252/RParker231/


If you're going to go through them, they're in numeric order, so that'll be a clue. It starts at number 39 though, just to warn you. Though I should have just let you spend the 5 minutes looking for the 38 pictures that don't exist. Muahhaha.

Enjoy!

R

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Spring break trip of doom... stay tuned!

(I know, it's a slant rhyme.)

Well ladies and gentlemen, I've been on the trip of the century for about a week and a half now. Tomorrow my patient travel buddy Jenn and I will be leaving our Edinburgh hostel at 5am for our flight to Dublin.. the last leg of the journey. Don't you worry though: I've been diligently taking notes throughout it all in my little notebook in order to share my experiences with you.

Tonight of course I need to get my ass in bed in order to get up at stupid o'clock in the morning, but I just wanted to say once and for all that the long and glorious blog of doom shall soon follow. Follow me, Carmen Sandiego, as I elude the team yet again, slipping from out beneath their noses from Paris to London to Bath to Northumberland to Edinburgh to Dublin... who knows where she'll be next? Muttering the 23rd psalm to herself in the haunted vaults of the south bridge in edinburgh? In a mob of angry protesters on the banks of the Thames? Eating a peanut butter sandwith on windy crag sheltered by Hadrian's wall? Climbing about on the cliffs on the Holy Island of Lindisfarne, dreaming about monks? On the banks of the Avon staring dumbfounded as a stuffed rabbit floats magically to the surface?

Only time will tell... so stay tuned!