There has been a snag in the vids, so we most likely won't post any movies until we get back and can convert and edit them. Turns out JVC is the only digital camrecorder manufacturer who uses a proprietary format....twats!
Sooooo, the trip out. Un-smegging-believable. Everything went great. We got into Logan about 2 and a half hours early, we figured the Thursday before Easter weeekend would be a big travel day....not so. There were three people in line ahead of us at airport "security".....I call it that because, a) I take no comfort from the job TSA is doing, and b) "Airport Civil Rights Violation by an Unconstitutional Organization" is too long.....
We breeze through security...and get to the gate reather quickly for a long ass wait. We board a plane that is about 30% filled with travellers. One of which is a strikingly augmented young lady and her "gentlman" friend...once again, the quotes are used sarcastically for reasons you will find out in a sec.
So this "lady", decided to head to the bathroom as soon as the plane hits cruising altitude, quickly followed by her friend....to emerge 20 minutes later to a complimentary bottle of champagne and applause from the flight attendants! Yes folks, we were there for a mile high quickie!
Well, the coolest part of the trip was the conversation. We ended up chatting for roughly 7 hours with the awesome lady seated behind me, Victoria, who was on her first trip to the British Isles, and became a favorit stop of the airplanes staff. We talked of mythology, politics, wholistic healing, television, movies, books, the sad state of mental care facilities in the US, and witnessed a Rieki session first hand. The flight ended with hugs all around, exchanges of emails, and gifts of wine from the flight atendants.
We make it to customs, where for some reason, normally humorless and dry people tend to work. I approach my agent, go through the series of normal questions, how long are you staying, business or pleasure, where are you staying...yada yada...then he asks, "what is the purpose of your visit?" I reply "I'm here to watch TV!" After explaing our mission, the Back to Dwarf project and such, I am met with "fucking hell mate, that's crazy." This guy turns to the agent next to him(who is checking Gard through) and says, "These nutters are here to watch Red Dwarf", without missing a beat she replies, "That show is brilliant, its the last three episodes you know."
Our first fan encounter....we breeze on through customs and off to the busses. We catch a bus to Reading station to catch our train to Bath. Upon arrival, I realise I have booked the tickets for the wrong day, I made my rezzies for the 10th, and it is the 9th. The awesome attendant, Matt Parker, not only exchanges them for the right tickets, but gets us on an earlier train to Bath....where we arrive at our inexpensive backpackers hostel.....but that is another story....
We've got nothing better to do, than watch TV, and have a couple of brews.
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