Somehow I managed to stumble out of bed at 7:30 am, collect all my belongings, say goodbye to Grímur, make the 20-minute walk to Centraal station with my luggage, and buy Amsterdam postcards all in time for my 9:26 Thalys to Paris. The train ride itself was utterly uneventful, consisting mostly of fitful napping slumped forward on my tray table and ( Read more... )

Tuesday, March 18, 2008 ( Read more... )

It is now 3 days, 19 hrs, and about 2 minutes until I touch down in London. I have my bags all packed, one of my bags is stuffed to the brim with Hershey's kisses and jelly beans, I have my room pretty much emptied and everything stuffed in boxes, and George is bringing his truck down on Monday so I can stow all my stuff away in his garage for the ( Read more... )

Yes, yes, I know. I basically dropped off the face of the planet for a month. I'm sorry. It won't happen again (without warning, at least ( Read more... )