Charlie and I are flying out to New York, New York (the city so nice you have to say it AGAIN) this Monday afternoon, and, with any luck, we'll be updating this blog regularly with our tales and pictures. Hopefully we'll have some great stories to tell, and our trip is taking us from the centre of Manhattan all the way to Chicago, via family in Boston, the falls at Niagara, and friends in Detroit.
If any Americans are offended by the title of the blog, may I remind you that it is NOTHING compared to the heartbreak caused when you chucked all our tea into Boston harbour. That would only have been acceptable if you had pre-boiled the ocean, and maybe poured in half of Wisconsin's dairy supply to lighten the colour. Seriously, a lot of innocent tea was lost that day.
Erm, sorry about that. Channelling my inner-John Oliver.
But effectively we're travelling the States by Greyhound bus with a copy of Kerouac in our hands and some John Cougar Mellencamp in our ears. So, erm, yeah. Keep y'all updated.
BYE
Dear Chris,
ReplyDeleteWhile we wept for Wales I see you lot enjoying a delightful Hubble-bubble wiff on the old pipe.
I only hope it was the best rose scented tobacco molasses with the Holy Ganges water thrown in on the shisha bowl. The Water-lab is still flooded with our tears from missing you. So hope to see you soon!
All The Very Best,
Kim and Company.