The London Underground is not a Political Movement.
Monday, June 30, 2014
Saturday, June 28, 2014
24 hours to go.
On this, the eve of the grandest adventure I have taken to date, I find myself simmering in a stew of anxiety and anticipation. Thanks to my loving and most thoughtful wife, I will be spending the next 7 days in London. My first ever trip out of the contiguous 48 states. On Friday the 4th of July, and no the irony (Sausha?) of being in the United Kingdom on independence day is not wasted on me, I will be seated in the O2 arena on the banks of the dirty river Thames to see, what I can only describe as the most talented group of comedians ever to grace the face of the Earth.
Yes I will be witness to the Monty Python reunion!
I find that trying to pack for such an adventure is proving to be at best, troublesome.
Did I forget something? This is the thought that plagues my mind, nay, my very soul! Boil it down and I suppose the only things that are absolutely essential are passport, drivers license, credit card. Anything else can be replaced if necessary.
I can say that I am truly excited to order Bangers, Fish & Chips and the ever popular Spotted Dick.
The Meet and Greet. Oh yeah, after the performance, I along with select others, will be whisked away backstage to hobnob with the Pythons themselves! Cocktails and a schwag bag of Python treasure. You can be assured that none of the precious trinkets will find their way on to eBay.
On this, the eve of the grandest adventure I have taken to date, I find myself simmering in a stew of anxiety and anticipation. Thanks to my loving and most thoughtful wife, I will be spending the next 7 days in London. My first ever trip out of the contiguous 48 states. On Friday the 4th of July, and no the irony (Sausha?) of being in the United Kingdom on independence day is not wasted on me, I will be seated in the O2 arena on the banks of the dirty river Thames to see, what I can only describe as the most talented group of comedians ever to grace the face of the Earth.
Yes I will be witness to the Monty Python reunion!
I find that trying to pack for such an adventure is proving to be at best, troublesome.
- New clothes, need new shoes to go with the new clothes.
- Passport? Check!
- Umbrella? I'll get one there if I need it.
- European power adapter? Check!
- Suit, tie, dress shoes? Check!
- Mr. Underhill's American Express Card? Check!
Did I forget something? This is the thought that plagues my mind, nay, my very soul! Boil it down and I suppose the only things that are absolutely essential are passport, drivers license, credit card. Anything else can be replaced if necessary.
I can say that I am truly excited to order Bangers, Fish & Chips and the ever popular Spotted Dick.
The Meet and Greet. Oh yeah, after the performance, I along with select others, will be whisked away backstage to hobnob with the Pythons themselves! Cocktails and a schwag bag of Python treasure. You can be assured that none of the precious trinkets will find their way on to eBay.
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