Wednesday, October 5, 2005

Right. I'm off.

All day today I have found myself looking at the clock: "Only 11 hours to go," "Only 10 hours to go," "Only nine hours to go," and on. Now I'm about to head to the airport.

Rachel has refused to take up blogging duty in my absence, so things should be rather quiet around here for the next week or so. If time and an Internet cafe can be found, I'll try to blog from the UK, but I can't make any promises.

Don't break the country while I'm gone.

5 comments:

Mordicai said...

You wont find an internet cafe in the savage Wales countryside.

Everyone has broadband in their homes.

OldHorsetailSnake said...

Too bad about Rachel. I was hoping she was going to rat you out about how everybody in Fargo could drink you under the table.

Dave Morris said...

Have fun Chris, and leave 'em some beer!

Astrid said...

Have fun, Chris, and don't forget to bring back some souvenirs!!!

Thomas said...

Can you find out the "down low" about what the IRA is up to?