Author: Craig
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A Canterbury Tale?
OK, that was weak, even by my standards. I am, of course, talking about Canterbury Cathedral, which turns out to be tricky to photograph, at least with a smartphone. I wasn’t really sure what to expect. I’d been told the entry price ( still not sure I understand how that works for a functioning cathedral…
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The Traveler’s Tale
I’m expecting to go through a few iterations of the packing scheme before I get it right. Today’s version had the everyday clothing in the low compartment, the stuff I thought I’d need as soon into a hotel room in the very top compartment, and everything else in the middle, as a sort of protection…
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Breakfast At Wetherspoons
Had pre-work breakfast with many of the crowd from last night. The enthusiasm for a pre-work pint had faded, which is, I think, no bad thing. Does it make me a bad person if I want to see what an actual American would think of the Spoons ‘American Breakfast ‘? Pretty sure it does. Maybe…
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Day Two – The Rockwood & The Rain
The traveling kit, version one, is about as packed as it’s going to get. I suspect I’ve got too much electronic stuff, or packed it badly, but we’ll see how it goes. I’m still figuring out how best to distribute things between the three compartments, but I remember that changing multiple times over the course…
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Day One – Pancakes & New Shoes
Slept ok. Better than the admittedly terrible idea of a night on the floor, but I kept waking up from dreams about cleaning, or with a panicked thought that I’d forgotten to clean something or clear out something. I figure that I’ll have plenty of time for hotel breakfast buffets over the course of this…
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Day Zero: Moving Out, Moving On, Moving Slowly & Painfully
( posting this from day one, but let’s not get too concerned about that, shall we ) The last of the furniture went away on day -1, and I’m already regretting this numbering system. I’m also somewhat regretting my decision to make a bed on the floor for the last night; I slept ok, and…
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10/8 – Trying To Stay Awake
Our story resumes with me killing time in the early morning at Dublin Airport, waiting on the last of three flights. There was some sort of … I’m not sure what … during priority boarding where a couple of folks ( one of whom was loud & deaf ) seemed to be trying to get…
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9/8 – Long Way “Home”
Woke up during the early morning to see a thunderstorm outside. (not a lot of point in closing the curtains when you’re on the 30th floor, and it’s nice to wake to the sunrise. Decided to skip hotel breakfast today, in favour of sleeping in a bit & getting to the airport in plenty of…
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8/8 – The Day After
Had to change rooms, or at least potentially change rooms, for my last reservation of the three today. I could have gone down & checked, but since I’m going to have to pack things up anyway, it seemed easier to set up to leave the room completely.Housekeeping, or maybe the housekeeping supervisor, intercepted me in…
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7/8 – Stealing Stories For The Devil and Closing Time
Last day, which is always a bit melancholy, at least for me. There’s been a lot of travel, a whole year of anticipation, and you’ve almost reached the end of ride. Wandered down to LucasOil Stadium, just to see what was down there. At just before 10am Sunday, … Not a whole lot happening. There…