That escalated quickly...
3:07 PM | Author: Publius
So, the other day (Monday?) I decided to stop by Barnes and Noble and pick up a book for our travels.  We prefer Frommer's but apparently, they aren't coming out with one until the fall and the last one I found online was from 2012 - but as I walked around, I said to myself, we don't know exactly where we are going so why buy the book and then have to return it.  The Rick Steve's guides for England and Great Britain were about the same price so, I said to myself we might as well get the Great Britain one and then this way we have stuff if we decide to go to Wales.  We already have a Scotland book and to be honest, it is really its own country but don't get me started on that.

When I returned, Jess says, "You know, we usually buy the book and then buy the flights."  Yeah, huh?  So Jess picked it up on her chores the nest day or two days later.  Either way, we have the Rick Steve's book for Great Britain even though we haven't decided to go there or even go at all yet.

Jess found some cheap flight on Condor Air - which probably means the four of us will be flying on the back of an actual condor.  The flight is being operated by Thomas Cook, which does tours and all that crap over there so, it shouldn't be a problem.  Not like our flight with Flyfuckingglobespan.  I'm still not sure we even got all our money back for that flight.  Just thinking of that episode is making me anxious and making me want to punch someone in their throat.

I'd fly this condor because it looks pretty bad ass and more importantly it means we would be returning to Spain or someplace where people are fucking stupid enough to randomly fight with bulls:


I'm pretty sure we will be traveling on this one:


Though, I mean at this point, I will be happy so long as it has wings and an engine.  

But, at this point, we still do not have tix nor have we decided where we are going (this is becoming increasingly more difficult to write as Jess keeps talking at me).  

Fast forward to today.  It's Spring Break but I have been working three days this week so that I can use the days in the summer.  First of all, it's really hard having to work during the break.  I have a hard time with it especially after being home for a few days but I did manage to get a massive amount of observations done and that is a good thing.  I think at this point I have only 15 left for the year.  That's 15 out of 90something for all of you keeping track.  

So it's already difficult enough with the phone ringing in that place and people coming in and out of my office when there's really NOT much going on and people should be able to resolve their own issues.  Then Jess starts with the texts - actually, I started with the texts about hiking tomorrow, then she responded with one about how Neil was lying in bed with her this morning and said he was sad because she ate the rest of his avocado roll last night.  I agreed, he was sad when he went to eat more and it was all gone.  Who does that to a three year old?  It's bad enough that she does it to me and I can barely get a hand on a chip when we have them.

So then Jess starts with these tests:

So yeah, she mentioned getting new carries for them and these particular kind because they fold up really small, but really, more fucking baby carrier/wraps?  Really?  Seriously?  Clearly, this means I need a new camera or a super awesome lens.  


While this looks like a nice, neat progression of the conversation, it's not.  As a matter of fact, I'm led to believe that she is getting the friggin' carriers.  There's a brief phone conversation somewhere in there and all is good, I think.

I keep writing observations, people keep interrupting me and it's back to business as usual.  I try to put my phone down so that I don't get distracted and I can hit my goal of 6 observations.  For the record, I wrote 7 and could have finished the last one but I decided to read something I needed to instead.  The phone buzzes again and I pick it up to look at the message:



I guess we're going to England.  Flying in to Asschester and then making our way from there.  Where exactly, I'm not sure but we are under negotiations.  I have a list of some pretty cool stuff from the Historic England Pass (which I am told we didn't get last time - but I have PROOF that we did.  Now we just need to find a flight home - so, perhaps two weeks or so in the Northeast of England and two somewhere else.

With two kids…3 and a half and 15 mos by the trip…now we just need to figure out places to stay…which I am hoping will be country like and have at least two places to sleep (as in 2 bedrooms) one for them and one for us - because it was a bit of a pain in the ass trying to creep around with Neil in the same room as us.  Ooooooo - the lightsabers just turned on - so, I will probably be running to go do some Jedi training with Neil (who BTW is already angry that we're not going to Liverpool - try explaining to a three year old that they'll be in Indonesia for pre-season).  However, here's a taste of some of my top pics for places to go on this one:

I'm already getting shit that there are too many abbeys.  Perhaps they will be Malcolm's choice for crappin'.







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