(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!
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We're going to hang out in Paris. Totally going to catch you there. TOTALLY.
ReplyDelete"On the banks of the Avon staring dumbfounded as a stuffed rabbit floats magically to the surface?"...
ReplyDeleteyou must be joking.
would I kid about something like that? would I?
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