Merciful Buddha, it's good to be home again.
Don't get me wrong, traveling abroad was a wonderful adventure, and I have many exciting stories to tell. But I got sick a few days after my London signing/reading and after that the trip was not so much fun. My memory of that last week blurs because I was either in terrible pain, under the influence of powerful drugs, or both.
Take my reading in Manchester, for example. I'm dimly aware that I might have said something about wanting to mess up Joe Abercrombie's pretty face.
Like I said. Powerful drugs.
Anyway, just wanted to let everyone know that stories and photos will be forthcoming. I'm brimming with things I'd like to write about: Taxis of various nations. My inappropriate encounter with Stonehenge. A list of historic landmarks where I have touched Sarah's bottom....
I would have posted some of these stories sooner, but internet access was not easy to come by traveling in the UK. One of the many things I never appreciated about Stevens Point before was how easy it is to get wireless access here. There are three coffeeshops downtown with free wireless. No, wait, four. Five. Hell, my neighbors have free wireless, though I suspect that's an accident on their part.
Yessir. This small town boy sure found out that the world can be a cold, unfeeling place. More specifically, I learned that it can be a place that tries to charge you 22 Euros a day for Wifi.
Personaly, I have better things to do with my money. Specifically: Ale and whores.
Man I really need some sleep.
But first, more drugs.
posted by Pat at 1:48 PM