Travel Thursday
And there is a picture of me at the gate in Schiphol. That's the plane that took me to America. One of the most uncomfortable 11 hour periods of my life. Next time, I'm making my transfer in Chicago or New York. Or London. Not that there's anything wrong with Schiphol...
Wednesday
This is it. D-day. I let the dole know that I'm leaving today, then I get on a bus for the airport tonight. See you all when I see you.
The Mad Carpenter is going to America
Ahh. America. Such a grand word... I'm flying out to Orange, California at 6am on Thursday the 12th. I've wanted to visit America for years and now after a year or being in love with an amazing woman I'm finally doing it. I fly from Dublin to Amsterdam for a near 2...
Tuesday
Back in Letterkenny. Checking and re-checking my plans. Starting to get a little stressed.
Monday
Still at home, travelling to Letterkenny tomorrow, or Wednesday.
Sunday
I'm better. Well, much better than I've been doing. Broke the fever. Might even take this robe off. ...Might.
Saturday
Friday
Illness worse: going home.
Thursday
I. Am. Sick.
Wednesday
Adam (the joker from hallowe'en... no, the one with the goatee) turned 24 today. So we celebrated by trying to have a Tommy Lee Jones movie marathon, and then giving up and watching comedy shows. Happy Birthday you miserable asshole.