Select Page

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...

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.

Tuesday

Back in Letterkenny. Checking and re-checking my plans. Starting to get a little stressed.

Sunday

I’m better. Well, much better than I’ve been doing. Broke the fever. Might even take this robe off. …Might.