When in doubt and all that.
She likes to give them a challenge.
Go for the afternoon tea reputation, stay for the decadent ladies’ room.
We’re back! I’ll be posting some comic snippets of our Scotland/Ireland adventures (misadventures?), though not necessarily in chronological order. You’ll find them all collected in the Scotland/Ireland tag here, or you can work yourself forward from the first entry here.
In the meantime, we hadn’t even started our trip yet and already we were loopy:
At least twice now U.S. customs & immigration has sequestered me in a white room while taking away my passport for . . . I don’t know, analysis? Though these days they’re nicer. One time three officers and I spent the too-long background-check time chatting about action movie stars.
(Two of the officers and I expressed patent disapproval for the third officer’s preference.)
If you’ve been keeping up with the plans we’ve been making, you know we’ll be going to Scotland and Ireland very soon. I’ve been doodling during the months leading up to the trip.
Was so looking forward to see ponies and Vikings in Shetland. Plans change, though.
Me: “He’s a ladies’ man.”
Me: “Li’l Bro. You should’ve seen him while we were in New Zealand. He was flirting with everyone.”
Li’l Bro: “Mum is the only woman in my life.”
Mum: “And even then I don’t want.”
Li’l Bro: “My love is not reciprocated.”