Wednesday, August 16, 2006
While we rarely comment on where we are or where we will be, we feel on safe ground (actually not ground as you will sea) saying this about the next week or so:
Much to our shock and horror, "she who must" has surprised us with a booking on the high seas. Tis true we are a bit of a yachtsman, in the bay or intercoastal, where we can dock along side the necessary fueling station when the alcohol content in our blood falls to dangerously low levels.
But to be crammed on some modern day barge with the hoi polloi from Iowa or such other hinterlands; to be forced to interact with crowds of the large, pale, and unwashed, seeking to eat every 5 minutes, is not our idea of holiday.
Fear not however, as we have employed the services of an enterprising young person, who will monitor the blog and post comments as quick as ever. Plus, we have a store of posts ready to go, and have been assured by those in power on the high seas that we will have internet access.
See You On the Lido deck.