Mind the gap please

I am now in Britian, my original destination, with my friends Chris and Julie. They have a nice cozy home in Weston Super Mare near the beach, with a fish pond and a love spoon hanging in their kitchen. We celebrated my eventual arrival by eating crackers with brie and pâté, and drinking Rosé out on the porch. Before doing so I took a quick hobbly walk around to snap a few photos.

Trains and boats were rather seamless, even the side trip to get my tickets went well. I am a criminal in the UK already – dirty rail hopper is me! – and it’s a good thing I got away with it because I didn’t have any Pounds handy to pay for the trip anyway. Being in Europe gives me size anxiety about our money. Sheesh.

I barely remember the boat trip, which I ended up arriving rather early for due to my knee finally giving out on what was to be a long walk but ended up as a tram ride to Centraal. The neighborhood up there isn’t much for hanging out I found, so I just went down to Hoek Van Holland and got on my boat. Other than being impressed with the cabin, I did very little before I promptly got into bedclothes, jerked off and fell asleep.

Very mellow here, which my knee is grateful for, and I am looking forward to watching some movies and laying around a bit after the flurry of activity in Amsterdam. Still flying high on being in that place – Contemplting quite fiercely how I can enable myself to spend a chunk of time a year there. Really made an impression on me.

It looks like our trips to Nice and Monaco are on as of now. There are streaks of planefluff all over the sky from the flurry of air traffic now that the airports are open again. Rather interesting looking, actually. I would bet I won’t have any problem getting home, either. But I’m trying not to think about that too much right now. :)