Continuing on to … Part 3 of the Magical Mystery Tour. From Glasgow, we went on to Edinburgh, Scotland.
Edinburgh is so charming. And historic-looking as you can see here.
My fondest memories of 2012 were when we finally got to go to Ireland and the UK. The trip started off here.
Well, yeah, technically it did. That was the Atlanta (I think) airport where Tony (I think) the piano player sang me, “Happy Birthday”. As you can see, my memory is as sharp as a tack!
Now these are photos of Dublin. When we first got to Ireland, I was semi-flummoxed by the whole “driving on the left side” thing. I knew they did, but knowing and being there on the left side of the road whilst in a moving vehicle are two different things.
(originally published on July 13, 2009, revised on September 25, 2013 and again on March 13, 2017)
Here (once again) is the story about the funny thing that happened to me on the way to Crime Bake! Funny in retrospect, that is.
You know, it’s occurred to me that my life is filled with funny stories — in retrospect. This funny story took place on the way to a crime writers conference, which makes it appropriate for this blog. [This post originally appeared on a blog about my life as a crime writer. Okay?]
The last part of our Italy trip was spent in Venice, a place that’s notable for its canals and gondolas. We stayed in an old, but lovely hotel where you had to leave your key with the desk before venturing outside.