In Bath (not the water type, the place in England)
It’s been a crazy busy week - after the new Pride and Prejudice play it was all rush rush getting ready for the wrap up in Calgary, KJ’s going away party, and heading off for vacation (yes, an actual vacation. Not a few hours tacked onto either end of a business trip, but a trip designed to be fun without the headache of worrying about being client presentable or anything else)
The rush meant I wasn’t double checking things the way I should and so when we were repacking after KJ’s going away party (btw, his new blog is http://4kconsulting.com/pictoncastle for those of you who want to read about his adventures) at 11 pm - S realized his passport was still in Edmonton.
The 2 (highway between Calgary and Edmonton) is doing night construction. Also 8 am flights with an 11 pm panic suck. We were so tired that the hoped for excursion into Toronto didn’t happen. The exhaustion continued through British customs and the two buses to Bath. Mine evaporated when we arrived.
For those who don’t know Bath features heavily in the works of or about Jane Austen and of Georgette Heyer. If you like Regency anything and haven’t read them - Do It!
For those who know what I’m talking about - saw the pump room, royal theatre, putney bridge, and milsom street. Tomorrow is stonehenge and more bath!
Okay - onto other things… like working on KJ’s blog.