Blue Sky Riders

What’s the craziest thing you could possibly trust me to do?  Take over for a pilot who’s had a heart attack and land the plane? Catch you after a triple somersault, off a trapeze fifty feet off the ground? Perform open heart surgery on your mother? Wait… what was that second thing? You would actually let me do that? That’s like the coolest thing ever! I’ll meet you at the circus in three hours. (more…)

With two days left, we were in the mood for adventure!!

We climbed on a train called Dart (“A Train Called Dart” was a tragically underrated TV show in the sixties about a lovable train and its overweight engineer, Captain Lardo) and headed up the coast to a town called Howth. Howth is right on the coast and was supposed to be charming and crawling with oysters. (note to self: screenplay idea… small town overrun by oysters that have suddenly learned how to crawl.) This town lived up to its reputation. We had a lunch there that was unbelievable.
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I know that there are positively dozens of you wondering how our trip is going… plus Kenny and Georgia have this finger condition known as “Typus bloglazius” which precludes them doing any typing so it leaves all this work on my fingers and shoulders. (more…)

Every night before we go to bed here in London Georgia and I watch a few episodes of the new season of House of Cards. That is our routine. Our lifeline to home. We have timed it out perfectly so the last night we are here we will watch the final episode. Clever little travelers are we….

Yesterday was more clouds and a bit of rain. It’s March. That’s what you get out here in the Atlantic Ocean. This country is basically Maine with better fish and chip shops. (more…)